#yes i draw him with pretty lashes hehe

[noisy-silence]

I think we can all tell who my favorite TMC character is... <3

[angelwishess]

୨୧ TWST HCS !~

Heartslabyul | Savannaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomfiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia

— Rambling / Details utc~

Since Heartslabyul is based on Alice in Wonderland, I thought it’d fit for everyone to look super unique in some aspect!! Ace is the only one that wears a varisty jacket, Deuce has the most piercings, Trey has a bunch of different glasses, and Cater has the most accessories !! And Riddle….. hes Riddle idk /j

Riddle: He is a pretty boy and no one can convince me otherwise. I didn’t add it but i imagine hes rather pale, and gets embarrasingly red in the heat. Has the most beautiful purple-blue eyes and almost looks like a doll honestly. Slight, reddish freckles if u look hard enough lol (I also hc that he gets a white streak of hair after Book 6, but I forgot to add it 😭)

Ace: I didn’t add it, but I imagine he wears a varsity jacket instead of the school blazer!! The thought of him looking like a typical disney show bully was just too funny to me. Much messier / fluffier hair, and has such long, dark lashes that it makes every girl he’s ever known jealous. He knows it too, and hes an ass about it, will flutter his lashes whenever someone mentions it. Had stud piercings because yes !!! (Regarding the varsity jacket, I’ll draw how I think it looks some time :3)

Deuce: Slightly longer hair, but he tries his best to keep it neat. Has alot of ear piercings, but he tries to cover it up with his hair 😭. Super pretty bottom lashes , and a nice beauty mark underneath his eye. Has really pretty lips :3 He tries to wear both his nrc and dorm uniform as correctly as possible (struggles to tie a tie and has to redo it like 50 times) (<- His tie still ends up a lil wonky lol)

@skibidibabygirl DEUCE MENTIONED

Trey: I will be honest, I struggled alot with him 😭. Couldn’t think of anything major, but I thought it’d be nice to give him colorful glasses teehee. I would’ve done something better with that but I couldn’t find any good refs 😭, but i imagine he has a lot of cool looking glasses he just switches up cuz why not its silly and i like it HEHE. I added two little beauty marks on him too, as well as some gold ear piercings. One being a lil hoop like Cater’s :33. Idk if its noticable but I made his shoulders broader too!! That man is built no one can convince me otherwise baking weirdly has a lot of arm strength involved 😭

Edit: I imagine him to have a bunch of glasses like these!!!

Cater: Fashion KING. He LOOVES to accessorize. Rings, bracelets, necklaces, you name it !! I added some lil chain thingys on his tie too :3 Slightly longer blazer, and oversized pants. I gave him lip piercings just because it looked cool tbh HAHAHA, messier hair and two beauty marks under his eye to match Trey !! <3 He has painted nails, and I also gave him a hair clamp that makes his lil ponytail into the shape of a diamond if you look at him from behind. Customizes his uniforms as much as possible, the opposite of Deuce LMAOO

[solar-tl-27]

OH HEY WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT I’M BACK

Yall never get regular posts from me omg you guys I’M SO SORRYYYY

but but but but but ya’ll wont believe it

I have been… DOING ART?! youuuuu heard that right folks i me MYSELF AM d-doing art.

Ok soooo i got a few updates

Life is still incredibly hectic i swear i feel like one of those fanfic writers tha5 post like

Hey sorry it took 8 years i was in a coma! But thankfully that’s not… entirely the case?

I’m on the list for an appointment to see if i have adhd because hearing my friends who are diagnosed and medicated talk about literally MY EXACT ISSUES AND IT HELPING i was like… damm maybe it is the good ol case of audhd … so hopefully hopefully i can get something to help with that!

Uhhh in other news I’m saving for a laptop so i can get into video editing and idk make some animation memes and animatics!

But ofcourse

Ofcourse

I promised art let’s not dwindle any more!

First of all we have some art i did for my story quest for the moon (i did blur out a bit just cuz well idk my audience that well so i’ll be bluring it even though it takes away a bit of context)

Then another piece for that series and then… omg.. no way is that?! Is it?!

Hehe surprise let’s get into the first art!

3 GOT ANOTHER REDESIGN AND MIGUELS’S FIRST FULL ART

Welcome welcome to my sweet sweet sweet baby angel boy Three that’s right he’s been on my mind again so i drew him… kinda like a splash art? If he was in a gacha game very cute very demure (if that meme’s old already… no it’s not)

And then we have THE VILLAIN of quest for the moon

Miguel also our main character ash in the corner hiiii ash

Miguel is basically like the mentor that’s secretly just try to steal your powers type he’s very much an opportunist and i love to draw him and loooove to hate him! This piece is basically foreshadowing extravaganza that will… eventually be clear i swear I promise I PROMISE but for now enjoy the piece it took sooo long

Next art!

This is still a work in progress it’s not done yet but I’m incredibly proud of it soooooo I’m showing it anyway and then we’ll get into the surprise

MEET MY SON ALEXANDER

ohhh my goodness after being in art block for so long it feels so nice to just get a solid redes out i’m soooo happy with how he’s turning out AA that’s my son MY BOY one of my oldest oc’s from so so so so long ago and fun fact i drew both pieces with the exact same brush heheheh the headshot next to him is his brother phoenix

Ok NOW FOR THE SURPRISE

Guess what! That’s right i have actually ACTUALLY started finding my way into the new project reignited

That’s right we got a MAIN CAST now

Now obviously some are.. easy to find the original inspiration for but they won’t be that similar to the redesigns they used to be no no no

Welcome the new crew of project reignited!

Muse, Plume, Thea, Orianne & caelusss

Muse is the main character a human boy who is just trying his best who gets swooped up into helping a dragon girl save her kingdom and the magical dimension while also fighting to preserve his home town!

Plume a dragon girl (plume, bloom you get the gist) who somehow ended up on earth is now tasked to find help to save her people and mother while also discovering the beauty of earth

Thea the daughter of an urban development company ceo and the love interest of muse (did i get myself this invested into a ship that i made it canon here… yes.) she’s a frail girl but is forced to step in as her fathers ideas turn from helpful to greedy and destructive

Orianne Thea and Muse’s friend and the more motherly of the group but faced with difficult circumstances and changes in her life can cause her to lash out as her life is completely steered of its course by magic and her dad remarrying.

Caelus! Muse’s closest friend a pretty chill guy that works at an icecream parlour during the week and helps his family with their market food stand in the weekend, he really wants to be a culinary chef but doesn’t know if he can truly achieve his goals in his hometown.

That’s the gang this will from now on be an original concept and no longer a winx rewrite yes winx will be an inspiration for this work but i do not intend to go the fairy route nor make the world building as big as i had made it in my rewrite… what you will see is me taking my rewritten work as a basis for this story considering i have basically rewritten my version of domino, zenith and solaria from scratch sooooo SWEET BABY BOY CRYOS MY BABY will be making a return later on in this story he’s mine he’s my son my boy i can do with his character whatever i pleaseeee ok ty

That’s the update that’s the post thank you all for enjoying my content and my terrible upload schedule life had beeeeeen hectic ty ty hope ya’ll stay for more and if this was your first post of mine you saw…. Check out my other work pls and thank u

Oki

BYEEEEE

[nad-zeta]

The Little Bee

Fandom: Ikesen

Pairings: Nobunaga  x Reader

Genre: Fluffffff

Words: 1400+

Comments: Eeeeep whoop whoop! Kame's birthday! Happpppy birthday! eeep! Happy birthday@kamesama Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Kame la da dee dooo! The cutest little bee of all, wishing ya the best day❤❤ ❤😳🥺 Hehee hope you eat way more cake and candy than you probably should! 🥺😳Love ya loooooooots and lots❤🌈

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You awoke that morning not to the quiet morning cuddles and kisses you were accustomed to, but to a morning filled with chaos— not that you minded a little chaotic energy, being the leading supplier of that— but still. From the moment your eyes fluttered open, you had been pulled from one direction to the next, neither leading to the warm, strong arms of the man you loved— Nobunaga.

A dejected sigh left your lips; he promised to spend the day of your birth with you, yet where was he now? No doubt he too was dragged away at dawn to deal with the madding admin part of ruling the world, much like you were now being drawn from bed to do some menial tasks.

You accepted your fate reluctantly; after all, there was little use for moping around, mourning the loss of your morning cuddles. Especially when the warlords were breaking down your door trying to get your attention.

Ooh, what you would give for an energy drink— vitamin B shot— Espresso— pretty much any form of liquid energy that didn't include the vial substance Nobunaga managed to secure as a caffeine substitute from the Western traders. As much as you appreciate your boyfriend's efforts, no amount of matcha tea could give the same buzz and hype as your beloved energy drinks.

Nevertheless, you let yourself be dragged off to help solve problem after problem— slightly grumpy for not having the time to enjoy said vial caffeine substitute, and the opportunity to wake up slowly and enjoy the sight of the rising sun.

Hideyoshi was the first victim subjected to your grumpy edge, being the one to throw open your door moments after you called out to the other side. With an apologetic smile, he put you to work, thus starting your daily duties.

Thrusting a bag of coins in your hands with the instruction to buy more sugary candies— you smirked at him knowingly; he must have discovered the aftermaths of the nightly raid. "Sure," was all you said with a shrug and flick of the wrist. You were positive that this menial task and early morning wake up call was revenge for the nightly heists.

Bag of diabetes secured, you started taking a slow stroll back to the castle, only to be swept off your feet by hurricane Masamune. Ahh, your chaotic brother in arms, of course, you welcomed the bit of excitement after the boring market trip. And excitement he brought, as it wasn't long before the two of you raced through the plains engaged in some friendly competition. High stakes and high reward just the way you liked it.

With cocky smiles and beaming eyes, you looped back to the stables riding like the wind and securing your sweet, sweet victory. "Masa, my man, I believe we had a deal," came your ever-growing smirk and outreached hand.

"You drive a hard bargain kitten, but fair is fair," he grinned like a wildcat, pulling the imitation sour patch candies from his sleeve— although something in the way his blue eyes beamed gave him away. He let you win— and he knew that you knew, that he knew, although before you could challenge him and make yet, another friendly wager, the resident sunshine came skipping up the cobblestone path toward the stables.

"Ah, I've been looking for the two of you," he beamed in pure, unfiltered sunshine.

"What's up, sunshine," you chirped, throwing a handful of the sour candies in your mouth and pulling your face involuntarily at the taste. Masamune had done wonders perfecting the recipe, striking that perfect balance between sweetness and sourness with the perfect amount of tart kick.

This is how you now found yourself at the kitsune dubbed snakes home, finally able to enjoy your first warm beverage of the day. The banter and teasings were the same as always— flung into every direction, and floating like a cloud over the head of the innocent Mitsunari.

It wasn't before long that a summons had arrived, demanding the boys' attendance at the nightly war council— an invitation that naturally extended to you, albeit more of a command to attend than a suggestion.

You hung back as the other warlords entered the room before you. You felt a little disgruntled, not by the fact that your birthday had been forgotten but rather over the fact that you had not seen Nobunaga for three days now. Up before dawn and back well after dusk— long after your dreams had stolen you away for the night. With a sigh, you plaster a smile onto your lips and open the door to be greeted by the mighty cheers and happy birthday wishes.

And in the centre of the festivities, only one stood out to you; only one could draw in your gaze like a moth to a flame. "Fireball, come", his low voice rumbled with an easy smirk on his face as he stretched out his hand towards you.

He didn't even have to ask you twice as you crossed the room in an instant and deposited yourself straight into his lap. His arms closed around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer and touched his lips to your forehead. You let go of a contented hum finally in the arms of the man you loved the most.

"I missed you, fireball," he spoke, red-eyes gleaming with affection. His expression soft and loving as he leaned down to nuzzle his nose with yours.

"I missed you too," came your reply, followed by a playful nibble of the tip of his nose, causing a roar of laughter to erupt from his chest. The two of you were in a world of your own, utterly unbothered by the banquet happening around you.

"I have something for you, my little bee," he spoke up once more, lips forming a wide smirk.

"Oh?" your eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Close your eyes," he commanded, calloused hands coming up to cup your cheeks. His carmine eyes gazed into yours, waiting for eyes to flutter shut— instead you stared back at him challenging, before his impatience got the better of him, moving his hands over your eyes.

Once the flutter of your lashes was felt, marking the telltale signs of eyes being sealed shut, he reached behind him to retrieve the birthday parcel. Carefully examining your face to ensure the surprise would go unseen for a few moments more, he gently placed it down on your lap.

"Can I open now?" you asked with an impatient excitement.

"Yes, open," he wore a satisfied smirk, chin tilted in the air with confidence. You wasted no time as you quickly opened the parcel, and when you saw the contents inside your breath caught in your throat. You lifted the matching black kimono to spot the delicate detailing of tiny bees between the spider lilies. It was then that you noticed, he, too, was wearing a new Hoari, littered with matching bees. Your heart melted at the sight.

The silence from you made him fidget, head tilting to the side and smug smile faltering for a brief moment as he spoke with a tinge of uncertainty, "I trust this gift pleases you."

Despite the cold rumours surrounding the man, you knew better. You knew the real Nobunaga, the boyish and at times childishly silly man he was.

A bright and brilliant grin made its way to your face as you threw your arms around his neck in a crushing embrace— relief flooded his chest— nose nuzzling into the crux of his throat before scattering kisses and playful nibbles to his sensitive neck, jaw until finally lips. He flinched at the sensation, and your grin widened, knowing precisely what you had done.

"I see my fireball is as bold as ever to launch such a stealthy attack," his hands roving over the curves of your body to find the places you were most ticklish, to return the attack in kind. It wasn't long before a flurry of laughter erupted from you." Nobee-naga! Stop!" came the breathless laughs.

He ceased his attack and raised a brow at the new nickname given, "No-bee-na-ga", he repeated slowly.

"Yes, Nobeenaga!" you exclaimed once more, exuding confidence, "the cutest bee of all," you concluded, throwing your arms around him and lacing your hands behind his neck.

He smirked, a dusting of pink rising to his cheeks at the new nickname given. "You're the cutie," he repeated the endearment learned a few days prior. Before you could continue your playful banter, he caught your lips in a final kiss before standing up with you in his arms.

"Now, I believe I promised to spend the evening with my little bee," his husky voice whispered in your ears, sending shivers down your spine as he carried you to your shared room to celebrate the remainder of your birthday to the fullest.

[salty-stories]

Could I request 7, 21, or 25 for Warren? Thank you for answering my last ask about him! I was especially curious about those prompts bc of the tidbits you’ve given us hehe ^-^

Thank you for asking about my trash-son!! I’m glad he interests you hehe!! I can’t wait to update and have y’all finally meet him^^

7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood?

Hmmm, I’m going to be a bit obtuse with this and say yes. Warren had friends as a child but he spent most his time with his older brother, Raj. Whether they remain his friends now, whose to say? Guess we’ll find out;)

21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper?

OOO I love this question!! In general, Warren isn’t one to get mad easily. He’s pretty good at being patient with people, even if they don’t return the favor. When he does reach his limit, he doesn’t lash out at others. It’d kill him if he ever did. Instead, he turns his anger inward. Hence his abuse of certain substances. He’s isn’t ignorant of the danger his behavior is to his health. Evelyn, his sister-in-law is on his care a lot about finding healthy alternative to drinking and partying as coping mechanisms. But they work for him and it’s to let down of something harmful especially when it alleviates pain from other aspects of your life. 

I’m trying to handle this aspect of his character carefully as alcoholism isn’t a quirky personality and it’s not something I want to advocate for. So, there will be points in the narrative to push Warren on his habits, whatever your current relationship. 

25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves?

yikes that last question was a bit of downer, time to switch gears hehe Warren considers himself witty, which you can judge for yourself when you meet him^^ I will say most of his jokes revolve around satirizing the gentry. He’s not above puns but would never abuse them enough to be called dad humor(*cough* hugh *cough*) He can appreciate dry humor as well. Warren just won’t keep his amusement to himself, though. He’ll draw attention to dry observations with raucous laughter, something that Sam, when they eventually meet, will find irritating. 

[strrawberrymoon]

name  /  alias : leigh  gender  /  pronouns : female + she/her where  ya  from  ? : europe 👀 the  current  time :  18:53 height :  164 cm, i think that’s 5′4 job  or  major :  double major in sociology and media communications, still grinding pet  (  s  ) :  two dogs! one is a 7 year old maltese and the other a 3 year old cane corso favorite  thing  (  s  )  about  yourself :  im a great listener and i give great advice, i’m straighforward which some people don’t like but oh well, i’m pretty adaptable. i got some nice titties any  special  talents  ? :  i can roll my tounge in any direction + crack a lot of knuckles ajkdshaj

why  you  joined  hqclouds :  i’ve been itchng to write more lately, so when love told me about their group i thought i’d give it a shot !!

meaning  behind  url :  strawberry moon was just a recent occurance irl which was really cool + i associate marinette with strawberries for some reason, and i’m a big fan of the lady moon

last  thing  you  googled :  i’m having some issues with my michrophone and zoom so i googled how to fix it, but no dice

birthday  /  zodiac :  leo ! my birthday is august 11th in  your  opinion  ,  does  your  sign  suit  you  ? : yes and no. leo’s are very misunderstood imo, but each sign has the “more popular” or well known traits and then there’s the flipside of the coin—which i think suits me more myers  -  briggs :  ISFP / INFP moral  alignment :  chaotic idiot hogwarts  house : gryffindor

three  fictional  character  (  s  )  you  see  yourself  in  +  why :  i honestly see myself in katara from atla, the whole smothering mothering routine. it’s becoming a regular thing for my friends to say “thanks, mom” or “ok, mom” so i guess i’m the mom friend. also fred weasly... he’s a twin.. i’m a twin... that’s all i need. and lastly, and very leastly, neil josten from all for the game series. most of you probably don’t know it, but he’s a demisexual chaotic idiot who says “i’m fine” way too much for someone who is most definitely not fine.

i  started  roleplaying : probably when i was around 16-17 was my first official roleplay experience. it was on facebook and kind of a nightmare types  of  rps  i  enjoy :  i like college stuff and small town rps, but i also love plot heavy rps that push you into developing your muse. really anything that isn’t too restricting favorite  fcs  to  use :  i don’t have go-to faceclaims. i tend to make a character around a FC and then use them until i lose muse or just feel like they need to rest. switch it up a lot, but some faces that i’ve really enjoyed playing for a longer amount of time are steven kelly, cindy mello and ellen v. lora fandom  (  s  )  you’d  like  to  write  in : i want to write in all of the fandoms i know nothing about and look like a dumbass. also harry potter, the hunger games, avatar the last airbender, gossip girl, etc etc fandom  (  s  )  you  aren’t  in  but  are  curious  about :  marvel somewhat, any video games are very fascinating to me even though i’m not a gamer + know nothing about them, any distopian kind of fandom re: hunger games

share  a  funny  roleplay  horror  story :  recently an admin of a twitter rp tried to use my male muse for their weird ship narrative. they tried to make him look like an asshole (& i do play assholes but this one wasn’t one) + used another male muse to make it seem as if these two boys were fighting over the person’s girl, even though she actually had a ship all lined up. they were also running the gossip twitter, so they made up a bunch of stuff about our muses without our consent and consequently i told them to fuck off, and both of us left the group. then she had no more “groupies” so she cuffed and the group closed two days later. it was petty hilarious.

fondest  roleplay  memory :  once in an OC group, i wasn’t “technically” doing a ship with a friend, even though the characters had feelings for each other. but for some reason the status of their relationship was a hot topic group wide, meaning everybody had their nose in it and wanting to know what’s up, so they publically kept doing things to make people think they’re together while denying it in the same breath. it was really fun to let it play out like that.

favorite  canon  muse  (  s  )  to  play : roy mustang from fullmetal alchemist, katara from atla, and my baby marinette favorite  original  muse  (  s  )  to  play : the last original character i played and fell in love with was named alex. im obsessed with him. still doing 1 x 1 with his girlfriend. they’re having a baby, it’s all very emo and domestic. maybe i make him relapse for funsies. canon  ships  you  can’t  help  but  love :  lupin x tonks from harry potter, korra x asami from legend of korra, danerys x daario naharis from game of thrones, katniss x peeta from the hunger games, etc... trope  (  s  )  you  tend  to  be  guilty  of : i use the rich kid douchebag stereotype a lot. i also make a lot of my characters addicted to something to make them struggle with that.

i  prefer  .  .  . angst  ,  smut  ,  or  fluff :  bro... i am a sucker for ansgt and smut. i do fluff on special ocassions >:) long  or  short  replies :  i prefer when they start out shorter, but medium is my fave pre  plotting  or  chemistry : chemistry all the way. plotting can be really fun but it’s a miss more often than a hit for me. plotting can be good for pre-established relationships but that’s about it sentence  starters  or  headcanon  memes : sentence starters single  muse  or  multimuse  blogs :  i’ve never done a multimuse blog, and i’ve actually been super against them in the past, but i’m starting to change my mind hehe gif  icons  ,  medium  gifs  ,  or  static  icons : static (or none honestly)

grab  the  book  nearest  to  you  and  pull  a  quote  from  it :  ❝ You were children. was there no one to protect you? ❞ — ❝ Was there no one to protect you? ❞

what’s  a  quote  or  song  lyric  that  speaks  to  your  soul  ? :  ❝ I loved her, and sometimes, she loved me too ❞ 

top  current  celebrity  crushes :  zendaya, margot robbie always last  movie  you  watched :  365 days (2020) did  you  like  it  ? :  i hated it, what a waste of a perfectly good 2 hours  favorite  movie  (  s  )    of  all  time : harry potter franchise makes me nostalgic, perks of being a wallflower, my sister’s keeper favorite  tv  show  (  s  )  of  all  time : for some reason i’m obsessed with grey’s anatomy but i hate it favorite  tv  show  that  hasn’t  ended : well fricking grey’s anatomy favorite  series  of  books  /  novels  /  comics : the hunger games, harry potter sports  team  (  s  )  you  rep : my friend is into sports i rep her ksdsdj favorite  video  game  (  s  ) : the sims. i like playing animal crossing vicariously through switch owners favorite  youtube  channels : don’t usually keep up with yt channels but i just binged some stuff from psychology in seattle hobbies :  procrastinating

what  are  the  three  non  essential  things  you’d  bring  to  a  deserted  island  ? : sunglasses, hairtie, hand cream

put  your  music  on  shuffle.  what  six  songs  pop  up  ? : 

say goodbye by skillet, 

off the grid by alina baraz & khalid, 

bury a friend by billie eilish, 

break up with your girlfriend by ariana grande

get back by nine lashes

marry you by bruno mars (man)

personal  aesthetic : growing out my hair only to always wear it in a bun dream  vacation  ? : i just wanna go to the seaside with my friends dream  job  ? :  i literally can’t stand capitalism. wanna move to italy and collect berries and draw titties all day dream  car  ? :  something that drives itself if  i  could  live  anywhere  ,  it’d  be : somewhere in canada near the woods favorite  musical : mama mia? counts favorite  food  (  s  ) :  bananaaaaas, ice cream, cereal. these are all foods ok coffee  order : i don’t drink coffee unwatched  stuff  in  your  netflix  /  hulu  /  etc :  13 reasons why (i’m too bored), the flash, outer banks, elite, the half of it, intersteller, locke & key aaand some stuff that’s not mine but someone else using my account

what’s  a  subject  you  know  too  much  about  +  never  get  tired  of  talking  about  ? : idk anything about anything askldhl

[mermays98]

Gruvia Week: Day 3

Prompt: Devotion

Hello again lovelies! <3 Here’s my work for Day 3! So Since my last work was a drawing of Juvia surprising Gray with her pregnancy, this one shot is going to be when she’s around 7 months pregnant. I picture Gray being super protective of her during the pregnancy and trying to do as much as he can so that she doesn’t over stress/work herself or accidentally hurt herself, so that is this one shot xD Juvia’s beloved Gray-sama devoting himself to taking care of her ;D I hope y’all like it :3

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Gray watched his wife still asleep peacefully in the soft sheets of their bed, her pale arms draped over her swollen belly and her light blue waves cascaded around her face on the pillow. Every few seconds her shoulders would rise and fall with her long, even breaths. He gently leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

Juvia was 7 months pregnant and so her belly had swollen considerably with the weight of their unborn son. Their son... Gray still couldn’t believe he was going to be a father, when Juvia surprised him a few months back with an announcement of being 2 1/2 months pregnant, he was happy, but also couldn’t believe it. He was also scared; what if something happened during her pregnancy and the baby was lost? Or... what if something happened and he lost her..? That is why throughout her pregnancy, especially as she started showing more, he has devoted himself to doing everything he can to make sure she doesn’t do too much work around the house and get stressed out, and especially that she doesn’t accidentally get hurt. He couldn’t bare it if something happened to her.

The ice mage brushed his fingers over the soft skin of her cheek and headed to the kitchen. He wanted her to wake up to a good breakfast, so he had to get started. He pulled out a bowl and some ingredients and started to make dough for some flaky biscuits then pulled it apart into chunks to lay out on the baking sheet. He then shoved them in the oven and started on eggs and sausage links. 

Once everything was cooked and the biscuits were done he got them each some fresh diced fruit and a glass of milk. He grabbed their plates and set them on the table before going to see if his wife was awake, and sure enough, the pretty bluenette was sitting up in bed with her blanket pooled around her. She smiled brilliantly upon seeing him.

“Good morning, Gray-sama!” 

He smiled at her, “Morning Juvia.”

“What is that delicious smell?”

He chuckles and shrugs, “I made breakfast.”

“Oooo, What did Gray-sama make?”

“Why don’t we get you dressed in your robe and you can come see for yourself.” he smirks and walks over to her to help her up. She takes his hand and he carefully pulls her up and helps her into her robe.

“Thanks Gray-sama.” She smiles at him and heads out to the dining room and grins. “It looks wonderful, darling!” 

Gray goes over to her chair and pulls it out for her and she smiles at him and sits. He then goes to his own seat and sits and they quietly eat their breakfast till Juvia breaks the silence.

“Juvia thinks she knows what she wants to name the baby.” She blushes and smiles up at him.

“O-oh?” his cheeks redden and he stares at his food as he takes another bite,  “What name would that be?”

“Azure!”

Gray choked on his egg in surprise and finally looked up at her. That wasn’t what he was expecting. He half expected her to want to name their son Gray Jr. Juvia stared at him with worry etched in her features.

“Are you okay, Gray-sama?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just surprised.”

“Surprised?”

“Ahh, don’t worry about it.”

“Does Gray-sama not like the name..?” she frowned.

“No! I do like the name! Azure is a great name for our s-son.” He smiled at her and her face immediately brightened up.

“Juvia loves it!” she shoves a small piece of fruit into her mouth, “Juvia looks forward to meeting him...”

He reaches his hand over to touch her own, her fingers small and smooth in his palm, “So do I..”

They soon finish eating and Gray starts gathering together all the dishes and sets them in the sink.

“Juvia can wash them.”

“It’s okay, I got them Juvia, don’t worry.”

“Okay, Juvia will go take a bath then.” 

“W-wait..! I’ll help you.. If you were to slip, I want to make sure I can catch you...”

“Haha, Okay.”

The water mage chuckles to herself and sits back down in her cushioned chair and rested her hands over her belly. She smiled a little at her doting husband. Juvia had never felt more cared for than she did since she became pregnant. Gray had been even more devoted to her than he had been before, caring about and considering everything she did so as to help her pregnancy go as smoothly as possible. He even had cushioned the chair she was sitting in so that it wouldn’t hurt her back or butt while she was eating. She rubbed her round belly affectionately.

“Gray-sama really loves and cares about us huh...” 

“What was that Juvia..?” he looked over at her curiously.

“Hehe, Nothing, Gray-sama” she gave him a reassuring smile and looked down at her hands as they traced affectionate circles.

A minute later Gray appears in front of her and kneels down to rest a hand on her middle. He sucks in a breath when he feels something push against his palm, more proof that he was soon to be a father to his and his beloved wife’s son. He even had a name now to go with the bump and the kicks. He looked up at her and kissed her gently on the lips.

“Ready, Juvia?”

“Juvia is ready.” Though she was enjoying watching her husband marvel over their baby. 

He helps her up and they head to the bath where he helps her out of her robe and into the bath before stripping himself to help her wash ad climbs in with her. He turns on the water to warm, filling the bath, and once it’s full he grabs a wash cloth and soap and starts gently washing her back and body as she lathers her wavy blue locks with shampoo, conditioner, and warm water, the smell of the sea filling the air. Once he’s helped her he also washes up and they rinse and dry off. The ice mage dresses in fresh clothes and helps Juvia do the same before lightly kissing her forehead and then lowering down to plant a gentle kiss to her belly.

“What shall we do today, love?” he looks into her dark blue eyes.

“Juvia wants to dance with Gray-sama.”

“Eh? Dance?”

She nods her head excitedly, “Yes! Juvia wants to slow dance with you.”

“O-Okay..” his cheeks turn a pink hue and she smiles brightly. “I need to run an errand real quick first though, okay? Just need to drop something off, then when I come back.. I’ll dance with you.”

“Okay, Gray-sama, Juvia will wait here for you.”

“Eh? You don’t want to come with me like you usually do?”

“Not this time, Juvia will wait here. Juvia wants to find the perfect song to dance to with Gray-sama.”

“Haha Alright, just don’t stress yourself too much.. I’ll be happy dancing with you to anything...”

“Hehe okay.” 

He presses his lips to hers in a quick, warm kiss, grabs an envelope from his last mission, and leaves out the front door in the direction of the guild. Juvia smiled happily as she grabbed a broom and started sweeping the living room floor wanting it to be clear when they danced. She then went to her music selection to find a song for them. She already had one in mind and was starting to get disappointed when she couldn’t find it. Then, at the bottom of her collection she found it and set it to be ready to play on their music lacrima. Her mind swam with images of them dancing as she lit a bunch of candles and turned off the lights for dim lighting to create a relaxing atmosphere. Once she was done she sat on the couch to rest and wait.

About an hour later after Gray had left he was back and he opened the door of their house to the candle-lit living room where his wife sat and the song she selected started to play. He blushed a little, recognizing the lyrics immediately. It was the song they danced to at their wedding, ‘Hero’. He closed the door behind him and went to his beautiful wife and offered her his hand. 

“Will you dance with me, Juvia..?”

She smiles and takes his hand, “Juvia would love to.”

He helps her up to stand in front of him and holds her waist while she wraps her small arms around his neck. With her round belly between them it was a little awkward, but neither of them minded as they listened to the lyrics and swayed in small circles. 

“So what brought this on..?” he quietly asked her.

She smiles and looks him in the eye, “Juvia just thought you needed a break to relax.”

“Oh?”

She blushes and gives him a soft smile, “You’re always doing so much for Juvia.. to help and protect us.. to make Juvia’s pregnancy easy.. So Juvia wanted to help you relax a little and say thank you..”

He looks at her, “It doesn’t bug you, does it? I’m just afraid of anything happening to you..”

“Juvia knows.. And it doesn’t bug Juvia, Juvia is happy that Gray-sama cares about her and the baby so much.. Juvia doesn’t want anything bad to happen either, cause Juvia wants to be with Gray-sama and Azure forever..”

“I want to be with you and Azure always.. Juvia.. I’ll protect you both no matter what...” he pauses, “Thank you for today..” 

“Hehe and thank you for loving Juvia so much..”

“I always will...”

He lifts his hands from her waist and cups her cheeks in his palms as she looks up at him through her thick lashes. With the close of their eyes and the touch of their foreheads, he leans in and kisses her lovingly on her soft lips as they dance, whispering words of ‘I love you’ in the darkness...

~The End~

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[aaravos-breaks-the-internet]

【Aaravos liveblogs The Dragon Prince】Season 1, Episode 1

(Note from the mun: Probably best experienced by reading it while watching the episode yourself? Unless you have great memory of the episode’s details, I assume. I didn’t flesh out the descriptions of the individual scenes because the following text alone took me more than three hours and is 12 pages in Word already. Sadly, I forgot to add time stamps. I might edit them in later if I have the time but I hope that it’ll be possible to follow the script without them for now.

With that said, have fun!)

 *The Intro plays. Magical birds are flying over the waves of an ocean.*

Oh, oh my stars… I’m getting a lump in my throat right off the bat…I can watch Xadia everyday thanks to my arcanum’s ability to see into the beyond. Yet, this feels…different. How long has it been since I’ve walked freely in its wonderful landscape, felt the soothing breeze of the Xadian s-

WHAT THE! HOLY SHOOTING STAR! THAT IS MY VOICE. I – what

*His brain enters a state of frantic confusion.*

????!!!???!! This…this is so surreal. Forgive me but I’m – as you people say – absolutely losing it.

….

 ……………

That is- I just can’t believe it.

That Is Me! I’m in the Netflix. My voice is actually, really, in the Netflix!!

*He burries his hands in his hair with excitement. His initial fear is forgotten.*

 [“…rich in magic and wonder.”]

No offense, but I sound GOOD. I mean, technically I know that. But hearing myself like this is so different from hearing my voice from my own perspective.

*He squeals in anticipation.* This is so awesome.

…

Oh, the music is so sweet…

…

That dragon is…well, I guess I can try to ignore him…

…

…Why is he in every shot? Do we really need him to explain the arcanums? He’s not that great. Believe me.

…

Ok, the flight effect is really spectacular. I have to admit that.

Still, stupid dragon.

…

[“…a human mage…”]

OHHHHH I remember that one *he growls*

…

[“…discovered new magic…”]

Yeah, I bet you “discovered” it. I wonder how you “discovered” it. I’d really like to know. You gotta enlighten me about that “discovery” of yours.

…

In loving memory of those poor birds.

…

OH! OH! OH MY STARS! There I am!! It’s me!!! Hey, I actually look decent for a change. Sigh, I miss my old wardrobe. That scarf was my favourite. So silky and soft.

Also, not to brag, but my hair? Nice.

…

Sigh, poor humans. It breaks my heart everytime I think of the split…

…

Still forever impressed that they managed to draw an actual lava line through all of Xadia.

That’s some true dedication to the cause of hating each other. But I guess if it fuels your ambitions…who am I to judge…you idiots…

…

Oh, Thunder…my cherished…friend…

…

[“But in the eve of last Winter’s Turn…”]

*He inhales sharply*

Oh…this is where the future begins…I have yet to experience what is about to be shown…

…

Unspeakable dark magic? *He rubs his temples, visibly annoyed.* Yeah, I already have an idea what that might have been.

You idiots. All of you. Dragons, elves, humans, all idiots!

…

I’m really carrying myself with a lot of grace in this narration. Good job, future me! I can assure you, that is probably not what I have felt on the inside.

…

Welps, guess there goes your family tree, Thunder. My condolences.

…

[“Now the world stands on the edge of all-out war.”]

I’m pretty sure I smashed my head on the table after that line. Again?! AGAIN?! HAVE YOU NOT LEARNED ANYTHING? You incredible fools?!! You like this, don’t you? This is fun for you, there’s no other explanation. Why else would you imbeciles continue to fight each other like little, immature, bratty kindergarden children.

It’s –ARGHASFADADSF

The worst part is – I knew all of this from the very beginning. Why did I – why do I even bother with helping you…

*He takes a deep breath.*

Calm down, calm doooown… *he hums*

Anger is not good for your soul. You’ll just get bitter and start to come up with horrible revenge fantasies. It’s not worth it. Remember that. Caaaaalm…..

……..

Ok. I’m feeling better.

Let’s continue.

…

Is-is that boy drooling on his glow toad? Poor thing…but that begs the question, why does he let it sleep in his bed in the first place. I would not recommend that…at all. *He shudders.*

…

Oh, that’s a very impressive drawing of a drag-………..marshmallow monster? Really?...well, I guess, that’s…human imagination…very…cute.

…

Yeah no, I don’t think the glow toad was scared…

…

Oh my, that poor guard is dead. So many moonshadow elves? Not a chance.

…

Aaaaand, of course he trips.

…

I’m about to eat my cloak. She let him go.

You might as well turn yourself in as voluntary dragon breakfast now.

…

HHHHeeey!! What’s that greasy dude doing in front of my mirror?

Don’t touch it! I hate it when there are grease spots on the glass.

Well, I guess those humans successfully raided Thunder’s lair. At least I’ll have more sunshine now.

Heyheyhey, I said don’t touch it!

It’s not like you could understand any of those runes anyways.

…

What? He is the High Mage? I have foreseen that the High Mage of Katolis will be important to me. But I expected something…else.

Can I never be lucky? Is that what I get for being so kind, so gracious, so willing to sacrifice myself to help you all? Couldn’t fate be nice to me for a change?

Sigh, guess that’s what I have to work with now.

This better not be too tiring…

I mean, he slew Thunder. That’s something. I guess…

…

Noooo, don’t cover the mirror. My sunshine, remember? At least let me have that. I’ve only seen cave walls for the last couple of centuries. I’d love to have a little change of scene.

Damn.

…

*Harrow rising*

“I woke up like this.”

With perfect hair and perfectly dressed. Ah yes, very realistic. Just like me, every morning. (I’ll never tell you if that’s sarcasm or not.)

…

Oh yes, execute him!

Ok, sorry, I guess that came out a little too excited…*cough*

…

That bird’s nice.

…

That bird’s name is…well, I guess it’s a name.

…

He’s surprisingly calm considering he and his whole crew are about to be violently murdered by moonshadow assassins.

That’s some startouch-level coolness.

Impressive.

…

[“…we must find them today…”]

Yeaaaah, good luck with that…

…

Moonshadow elves are always so dramatic when it comes to their acrobatics.

Yeees, you’re very cool. A real ninja. Here, have a pat on the back. Now go back and play with the others.

…

Please don’t tell me you think veteran moonshadow assassins can’t tell the difference between blood and moonberry juice…

…

Aaaand, you think they can’t. *He slaps his forehead.*

I’m foresing that a great assassin career lies ahead of you. Yes, really.

…

*Cough* Wh-who is this very good looking fella, holy shooting star…

I mean.

Who is this?

He looks important. Like an important elf. Probably their leader.

Yes, that must be it. I just deduced that. I’m very smart.

*The coughing intensifies.*

…

*He sees the necklace.*

Nooooooooo, he is betrothed.

Whyyyyyyy fate. Won’t you let me have anything?

…

Did…did he just fall for the moonberry trick?

You’re very beautiful but forgive me, that was very dumb.

…

This face…my stars…

……………………..

 ………………….

………..What on earth is going on with me? Focus you dumb, old startouch elf.

It’s not like you to be so easily impressed with others. There’s absolutely no reason for that.

He’s just a boring, average moonshadow elf.

Whatever those weird, inexplicable, mushy feelings in your stomach are, we are done with those.

No more silly touchy-feely emotions.

Ok, let’s get back on track.

Ha, see, you have no power over me, you ridiculously pretty moonshadow elf!

Glad we sorted that out.

…

Yeah, he can see that.

…

That human village looks pretty sweet actually.

I wonder if they sell bread.

I’d love to have some bread now.

Wait, what?

…

Ah, jelly tarts. I remember those. Never liked them. Not enough chocolate. How can they make pastry. Without chocolate. I will never understand.

…

Those are…some impressive lashes.

Apparently modern day humans in Katolis like to put make-up on their pets?

Isn’t that animal cruelty? Is nobody concerned?

…

That toad is definitely smarter when it comes to this whole jelly tart stealing business…

It’s a bit sad to watch.

Well, at least it helped the human kid out.

Enjoy your tarts. Your sad, little, chocolate-less tarts…

…

Ah, that knight looks like a very smart person.

  Not.

…

He seems as enthusiastic about teaching the artist boy as I am about working together with the greasy wizard.

I relate to you, not very smart but at least good-at-your-trade knight.

…

Geez, this sword fighting lesson is a tragedy.

I’ve read startouch law books that were more uplifting.

…

Love amongst the dragons? Sigh, really? Such an overrated book. Too many dragons.

Ok ok, the love story part is kind of cute.

I guess.

Not that I would know.

As I have never read it.

…

I want to take a moment to thank the universe for not having siblings.

…

I mean, 300 years is nothing. So she’s kinda right? It’s pretty new?

…

*Slaps his face*

No you can’t do it now. That was a bad idea.

You’re noticing that yourself, aren’t you?

…

Is this how you humans court each other?.............

That explains….a lot….

…

Oh? What? He didn’t really stab you? You don’t say. I thought you were dead for real. What a shocking twist of events.

…

Hehe, pushing around those little figures was always the best part of any political meeting.

…

This conversation is off to a rocky start. Don’t do your children dirty like that.

You are evidently muddying the mood of your kids.

…

We have visitors from Xadia…unwanted visitors…look at mee…I’m the human mage…I’m so important…with my condescending voice…I’m so powerfuuuuul…for I am the human mage…

I feel the sudden urge to throw myself from the highest bookshelf in my library.

…

Yes. Yes, I think you’re an idiot, Soren.

…

[“…You’re saying they’ll kill the king?”]

Yeah right. As if Callum could have heard that down there in the courtyard.

He has human ears, not elf ears. *wiggles them in annoyance without noticing*

…

[“…’unstoppable: is just another kind of ‘stoppable’.”]

That’s…not…what?

My head hurts.

Is this the future of dark magic in Katolis?

I’m very concerned now.

…

14 and three quarters?

……………………………

This kingdom doesn’t need any enemies. It’ll take itself down all on its own.

…

[“Think fast.”]

As fast as you, three-quarter-boy?

…

Ah yes, the moonshadow elves. Their leader is talking. He sounds very distressed.

I mean. They murdered the dragon. I understand. I would be very distressed, too.

…

Uh-oh, no, please don’t bind your lives to-

Sigh……………moonshadow elves are so, so very dramatic. It’s painful.

Really annoying a thousand years ago, still really annoying today.

…

Yes, life is precious. Very good, very well observed. So why do you idiots throw it away with stupid binding curses like that? Your assassin career would be just fine without your silly, theatrical honour codes, that you cling to in order to give your life a deeper meaning but that are ultimately very useless and very dumb.

…

You really had to flex your arm like that just to illustrate the binding of the ribbon, didn’t you, moonshadow leader? That was totally necessary. Sure.

…

Ah….Runaan…that is…a nice name.

Which I just assessed factually, neutrally, in a very matter-of-fact manner.

I just noticed. Nothing more.

…

[“What if they know we’re coming?”]

That’s the face of somebody who messed up big time.

…

[“No, I don’t want a stupid jelly tart!”]

Ah, yes. Finally somebody who gets it!

…

Ok, I have to admit…I feel for them though… Poor children.

…

[“…closet full of moon sweaters.”]

*Bursts into laughter*

Closet full of moon sweaters!! That’s-OHHHH Curses! *he growls*

You got me there. Shame on me. Won’t happen a second time. I promise you that!

…

Flopflopflopflopflop

You know…the sound of the moon moth’s wings…right?

…

Yesssss, dramatic horse chase. Follow the moon sweater moth!

…

Well, guess he just…broke off that engagement.

…

Ohhhh, pretty sparkles!!

See? We’re perfect for each other.

He likes sparkles. I sparkle.

A match made in heaven!

…

Soren, they-they’re right in front of you!!

Is this the amount of effort you put into protecting your kingdom? When it is at the brink of freaking war?! Forget the moonshadow elves, you’re the biggest threat to Katolis’ safety…

God, I’m getting a headache.

I hope your father is a bit...brighter or I might have to let the elves and dragons win this thing.

…

[“You lied to me!”]

Ohhhhh, he’s so fierce when he’s angry…

I would never lie to you! *hums*

 Well, because I can’t lie. Which is very annoying sometimes…

…

[“Runaan, I’m sorry!”]

Something tells me that this won’t convince him.

…

[“You let him live but you’ve killed us all!”]

Whoa, Runaan, calm down. She’s a kid. I’m sure that’s not very good for her mental well-being. Cut her some slack.

If this was so important then maybe you should have taken out that soldier yourself. Didn’t occur to you back then? Nope, I don’t think so. Don’t blame her now because you were so bad at planning ahead.

*Shakes his head*

Moonshadow assassin leaders…

…

 Oh, that was it? Already?

That was…surprisingly fun. Not the soul-crushing existential crisis I was anticipating.

What does it say here? Next episode in five seconds? Well, I won’t say no to that…

Maybe I should get myself something to eat…

*He gets up, humming cheerfully.*

[bemorechillifries]

dreams

Fire.

He wonders if everyone will make it out safely.

Well, other than him, he supposes. He'll burn to ash and even his soul won't make it out okay, not after everything he's done, and then he'll never stop burning and burning and burning andburningandburningandburningandburningand--

Rich's eyes snap open, jolting upright and kicking himself free of the sheets, a scream perched on the edge of his lips. Awake, he's awake, he supposes, but if he's awake then why can he still feel flames licking scalding tongues across his skin, why can he taste the smoke clogging his lungs, why can he still smell himself burning, why is he still burningburningburning--

Cold.

Cold water against hot, clammy skin. Shower. He's in the shower, icy water making the tile slick under his hands. How did he get here? He doesn't remember anything, only fire.

He doesn't move, doesn't do any of the normal shower procedures. He just stands there, staring blankly down at the faucet, letting the freezing water soothe his skin while the sound soothes his mind. He pretends it's rain, his own personal thunderstorm to settle his thoughts, put out the fire in his head.

He chuckles bitterly under his breath. He may be out of the fire, but the fire's sure as fuck not out of him. It's trapped beneath his skin, smoke stuck in the slight rasp of his voice.

When he finally starts to register how fucking cold the water actually is, he shuts it off, drying himself quickly so he can sprint back to bed in his boxers. He's not settled enough to actually go back to sleep yet, so he just tucks himself in and picks up his phone to scroll through Instagram.

420 gay: 1 missed call (23 minutes ago)

The part of his brain that equates late night phone calls to emergency has him dialling back before he really realizes it. But then again, this is Michael, who usually sends memes to the chat at 3 in the morning, Michael whose sleep schedule can only be considered that by the vaguest definition. Michael picks up on the third ring, a conversation already sliding from his lips before he even takes his finger off the answer button.

"--ey, you are awake! Dude, I just saw this thing and I figured you'd wanna hear about it, 'cause you like, like, true crime stuff, right?"

"Are you saying you called me at 2:04 AM to tell me about an unsolved murder case?" Rich raises an eyebrow, even though Michael won't be able to see it, amusement lacing his voice.

"Yes. Although I actually called you at like...1 something. 1:40? I dunno. A while ago."

"Michael."

"Richard."

"I'm pretty sure you're my soulmate."

Michael laughs. "Because I'm about to tell you about an unsolved murder case from 50 years ago?"

"Absolutely. But if you don't hurry up and tell me about the case, I'll have to take that back. You'll be downgraded to Regular Friend again."

Michael gasps dramatically. "Fine, fine! Okay, so. There's this guy, right?"

"Let me guess. He gets murdered."

"Are you gonna let me tell you or are you gonna interrupt every two seconds?"

"Depends on how interesting this case is." Of course, he thinks everything that comes out of Michael's mouth is interesting, but whatever.

Michael scoffs. "Why would I call you at 2 AM if it wasn't interesting?"

"Because you wanted to hear my voi-- I can hear you rolling your eyes already, at least let me finish the sentence!"

"Shut up and let me tell you about the case!" They're both laughing quietly at this point.

Michael continues excitedy telling him about the case. Rich listens with the same amount of enthusiasm. The case really is interesting, but he still interrupts every so often with his own little comments. He wouldn't be Richard Goranski if he didn't. He forgets about smoke covered dreams and fire eating him alive. His thoughts are red and warm and no longer scalding, consuming him.

Eventually they fall into comfortable silence. His eyelids start to grow heavy again and he nestles more deeply into his pillows.

"D'you have, like," he interrupts himself with a yawn, "some kinda sensor or something?"

"Huh?" Michael sounds sleepier himself. Or maybe he's just confused. Rich can't tell. Brain's not on.

"Y'know, like -- like some kinda sixth sense or something? For when I'm not doin' so hot?" Hehe. Hot. Fire. Burning. Hot. He was hilarious and he didn't even have to try.

"What?" Now Michael definitely sounds confused. Rich can hear the little crease forming between his eyebrows as they draw together in his "I am confusion" face.

"'Cause you always seem to find me when I'm havin' a shit time. Can't think how else you'd do it," Rich mumbles. He isn't even sure if Michael can hear him, much less understand what he's going on about. He himself isn't even sure what he's saying anymore.

"I do?" Michael sounds surprised, maybe a little amused at Rich's late night (early morning?) ramblings. "Is that-- does it-- Huh. I didn't know." A pause. "...Are you okay?"

"Mm? Yeah, I'm good, dude." Rich shaked himself awake, rubbing his eyes. "Just kinda...like I'm gonna fall asleep soon. What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yeah, are you okay?"

Michael chuckles softly into the receiver. "Yeah, I'm fine. Less high, more tired." He pauses again. He's doing that a lot, Rich thinks. He only does that when he has something he wants to say but isn't really sure how to say it, or even if he should. "...I was asking because, you know, you said I always find you when you're having a shit time and, like. That implies that you were having a shit time earlier? But you said you're good now so I guess it doesn't matter now, right? Oh God, I mean, not that it doesn't matter but just--"

Ah. There it is.

"Whoa, Mikey, breathe." Rich figures it's okay to cut him off this time. "I just had a nightmare earlier is all. PTSD bullshit or somethin'. Fire and all that. And I was too worked up to even try sleeping after." He picks at a loose thread on his pillowcase, focusing on that instead of wondering what Michael's expression might be, or if he's saying too much. "But talking about a bloody hotel murder from the 50s really calmed me the fuck down."

Humor and swearing. The best defense mechanisms.

Michael snorts at that, but Rich feels the weird, heavy atmosphere lift. "I mean. Who wouldn't calm down after that?"

"That's what I'm saying!"

There's another pause before Michael takes a breath and says, "Just call me next time, okay? I mean, I'm always up anyway, so, like. Might as well, y'know?"

"'S long as you tell me about another murder," Rich mumbles, stretching and rolling onto his side.

"You still sound like you're about to fall asleep." Michael is smirking. Rich can tell.

"Nahhhh."

"Dude, go to bed. Only I am allowed to be up at ungodly hours of the night."

"Okay, Daddy. Goodnight."

Michael makes a gagging noise. "Gross."

"Don't kinkshame me! I don't kinkshame you for your vore shit!"

"You're right. We must band together against the true evil. Jeremy and his fursuit."

Rich cackles unattractively, Michael's laugh mixing in to create the best melody Rich has ever heard.

Okay, damn, that was cheesy, Goranski. Wow.

Rich is asleep before the call ended screen fades away. He dreams of gentle fingers against rough scars, of guiding a hand slowly to his cheek and chocolate eyes widening under thick lashes and even thicker lens, red cheeks and red hoodies and red slushies. He still wakes up burning, but this one whispers love instead of war.

[channimagine]

Chanyeol x Reader

Hi guys! Here’s part 2 of my Chanyeol x Youtuber!au I made few weeks ago. Last time, Chanyeol was doing his girlfriend’s makeup, so what about doing the opposite? Hope you’ll like it :3

Btw, here’s part 1 ! Enjoy~

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You were checking your camera, cleared your throat and looked at your boyfriend.

“Are you ready, honey?” you asked, with a smile.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea…?”

“Come on babe, you’ve already said yes…”

“I know I’m sorry. I’m a little stressed…”

You took his face on your hands and kissed the tip of his nose, smiling.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to worry about anything, I’ll do my best~” Your boyfriend smiled and kissed your nose back.

“Oh well, I’m not scared of that I know you’ll do good but you know… Doing makeup on a guy… People might think it’s weird…”

“Chanyeol…”

“I mean, I don’t want anyone to attack you on social medias…”

“You know I don’t care about them, and you shouldn’t too! We’re having fun and won’t let anyone say anything bad about this, okay? So, let’s enjoy our little moment okay~”

“Hmm alright…” he smiled.

“And don’t worry, you’ll look good!”

“Well I’m already a beauty, you know.”

“Please stop. Okay, ready…” you turned the camera on. “Hi guys, welcome back to my channel! Today, because you guys were like 1556854 to ask another video with my boyfriend Chanyeol… here he is.” 

Chanyeol raised his hand with a shy smile and looked at the camera and then you.

“Yup. It’s me, ya boy…”

“What?”

“Nevermind.”

“Alright!! I don’t know if you guys remember, but last time Chanyeol was there, he did my makeup for the first time in his life. So, this time, we decided I’ll do his makeup, for the first time! How do you feel about this, honey?”

“Well… Stressed. Does it hurt?”

“What?”

“All those… pencils and brushes on your face…” Chaneyol was speaking slowly, and touching his skin, looking concerned. You laughed and caressed his cheek.

“Aw don’t worry honey I’m not gonna hurt you…”

“I have faith in you, so please don’t destroy me, okay?”

You both laughed a little.

“Okay I’ll do my best! Are you ready to look like a king?”

“Yup!”

“Okay so…” you were searching for some things all around the table, in front of you. “I’m going for a soft look okay?”

“Alright…”

“Good. Put that on your skin, I have to find my blinder, I think I’ve lost it…” you gave a little tube to Chanyeol. He considered it for a moment and opened it carefully.

“What is this…?”

“A primer, honey.”

“A primer? For what?” Chanyeol squeezed the tube a little bit and put some primer on his finger. “Where should I put it?”

“On your face Channie. It prepares your skin and stuff like that- Ah I’ve found my blinder!”

Chanyeol was shyly applying primer on his cheek, confused. You giggled a little and put some more on his forehead, nose and eyes.

“Okay that’s better~ Let’s start with the eyes… I’m going to use brownish, reddish colors for this look. All the products are listed on the description down bellow, by the way!”

“It’s going to be so painful…”

“No, I’m gentle, don’t worry!” you kissed his cheek and gave him a sweet smile. “All right, first, I’m going to start with a light base, so the color will pop-up when I’ll apply it… Close your eyes.”

Chanyeol closed his eyes and you started applying the light base on his eyelid, trying to be as gentle as possible.

“Am I hurting you?” you asked.

“Hmm no. I have to say it’s a little uncomfortable, but that’s fine.”

“Cool~ Now, I’m going to apply this brownish color. Pretty right? And then this reddish.”

You showed it to your boyfriend and then to the camera. He smiled, looking at the pretty colors and closed his eyes again.

“How did you lean all of this…?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“To to apply makeup and stuff.”

“I guess I learned all by myself. I learned thanks to tutorials on the internet!”

“Hmm I see. It’s impressive…”

You smiled, trying to stay focused on what you were doing.

“Thanks, Channie you’re cute. But you know, it’s the same thing for you: you learned to play the guitar all by yourself.”

“Yeah it’s true.”

“All right! I’m done here! Have a look.” You gave him a little mirror, smiling. “Tell me what you think.”

Chanyeol look at himself in the mirror with a smile, feeling great about his look.

“Wow. I… I look good.”

“Of course, you do, idiot. Alright, let me but some glitters, now. This has to GLOW.”

“Hey, I don’t want to be like a disco ball, Y/N.”

“You won’t, don’t worry. I’m a professional~”

“Oh well.”

You put some glitters on his eyes, proudly looked at your master piece and then started working on the foundation.

“Okay let’s take this shade…”

“Isn’t it a little too light for me?”

“No I think it will be perfect with contouring.”

“… okay??”

Chanyeol watched you carefully putting some foundation on a beauty blinder and applying it on his face, by softly patting his skin.

“Am I hurting you, honey?”

“Not at all. It’s quite relaxing, to be honest.”

“Okay good! It’s nearly finished. I just have to lighten some zones or make others darker… and we’ll be good!”

“Waw it’s really hard and long…”

“It’s because I want you to look like a real king!”

“You’re cute Y/N.”

You smiled and kissed the top of his nose.

“Alright. Next step: contouring.”

“…”

“It’s okay, it’s basically the same thing but with other colors.”

“Oh nice.”

“You really like that blinder, right?”

“It feels soft on the face!!”

“Yeah I guess…” 

You took your brushes with a little smile on your face and started contouring his face. Your boyfriend took a look at the mirror next him, and raised an eyebrow.

“…why do I look like I have some paint on my face, right now?”

“It’s because makeup is an art and you’re my canvas~” you winked.

“…did you just flirt with me?”

“It was too much, right?”

“That was pretty funny.”

“It wasn’t supposed to be funny!!”

Chanyeol laughed and kissed your hand as an apology.

“Alright you giant, let me finish this.”

“Yes please~”

You quickly finished what you had to do to make a beautiful skin for your boyfriend and started working on the eyebrows.

“Okay don’t move. … I SAID DON’T MOVE.”

“I’m sorry, it tickles!!”

“How??”

“How can I know?”

“…”

“…”

“You have pretty eyebrows, to be honest.”

“Thank you princess.”

“You’re welcome, honey.”

You finished and took your eye-shadow pallet once again. Chanyeol looked at you with concerned eyes.

“Again? You said you were done with the eyes!”

“No, I need to work on your under-eyes and… eye liner.”

“…No please.”

“I’m sorry but you knew it was going to happen sooner or later.”

“Can’t you skip this step?”

“Are you kidding me this is the most important thing! Alright, take a deep breath don’t move a single finger, okay?”

“I don’t want to die.”

“You’ll die if you move, Chanyeol so stay focused!”

Chanyeol did as you said and took a deep breath, closing his eyes. You took your liner pencil and started drawing a thin line on his eyelid. When you were too close to his lashes, your boyfriend made a little sound, to make you understand how uncomfortable he was.

“I’m almost finished, don’t worry.”

“Hmm…”

“Okay! I’m done!”

“Finally!”

“Now, let’s do the other one.”

“NO.”

After a moment of negotiation, you were finally able to do the other eye. You was faster with this one than the other, because Chanyeol was holding his breath a little too much, and you were scared he might die.

“Ta-dah!”

“Oh my god finally.”

“You look beautiful, honey.”

“Thanks, but please, don’t touch my eye with that pencil of the devil ever again.”

“Alright~ Look at your gorgeous self in the mirror now! …and please don’t cry, you’re going to ruin my master piece.”

“You’re so heartless…” 

He took the mirror, pouting and then saw his reflect in it. He blinked and looked closer. 

“Wow. I’m probably going to fall in love with myself, I look so damn cute.”

“Well, you’re welcome??”

“You’ve done a pretty good job, here! Thanks baby!”

“Hmm…”

“What’s wrong?”

“I feel like something is missing.”

“Really?”

“…do you want to get cuter?”

“…are you really asking??”

“Okay don’t move!!”

You left the room, leaving Chanyeol alone in front of the camera, admiring himself.

“Not gonna lie, I look pretty gorgeous.” He looked at the camera, and moved his eyebrows, making a flirty smirk. “Hello ladies and gentlemen, here’s your handsome boi Park Chanyeol, please don’t fall in love with me…”

“What are you saying, Chanyeol…”

“Nothing babe~”

“Okay, I got you some fake eyelashes and some brushes to make fake freckles! What do you think?”

“Is it going to make me look cuter?”

“Definitely.”

“What are you waiting for, then?”

You took the fake eyelashes and put some special glue on it. Chanyeol looked at you, confused.

“…what the fuck is that?”

“Glue.”

“…are you really going to put that on my eyes?” he asking, pointing at the glue with his finger.

“Yup. It’s safe don’t worry!”

“It doesn’t look safe at all!”

“Stop complaining and come here, you crybaby. I’m doing this everyday.”

You put the two eyelashes on and looked at him, with a smile. 

“… You look amazing.”

“It’s heavy…”

“Yeah but you look cuter!���

“Right…”

“Now, the freckles.”

“Please tell me this is not going to be painful.”

“Nah you’re gonna love it, I’m using my beauty blender.”

“YES.”

You smiled and took several brown pencils and made little dots on his upper-cheeks and his nose. Then you took your blinder and toned down the little dots.

“Waw this looks super cute.” You said.

“I AM super cute.”

“Please don’t speak, I need concentration.”

“Hehe~”

“And…here we are~ You’re now the cut- WAIT no you’re not.”

“Why?”

“I forgot about the lips, wait.”  

“Oh right.”

You took your favorite liquid lipstick and applied it on your boyfriend’s lips, and then admired your masterpiece, finally completed.

“All right! Now you’re officially the cutest boy in the entire galaxy~”

“Please give me the mirror!!” he took it and smiled to himself. “Wah you’re right I look pretty cute~ Thank you Y/N you did an amazing job~”

“Hehe you’re welcome!” you smiled to you boyfriend, and he came closer to the camera.

“Hello ladies and gentlemen, it’s me again, you’re boi. Now my transformation is finally completed, and I’m the prettiest boi alive… Once again, if you fall in love with me, I’m not responsible…~”

“Are you done, yet?”

You boyfriend laughed a little, as a reply. After a moment, you finally said goodbye to the camera and tuned it off.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“Please, can you teach me how to do those freckles? And the liner is pretty cool too… And how do you apply foundation properly??”

You proudly smiled at him and took his face in your hands. You gave him a soft kiss on the forehead and smiled.

“I will!”

“Thank you, Y/N, you’re the best!”

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It’s finally done!! I’m not gonna lie, this made me want to do my boyfriend’s makeup but UH he’ll probably cry at every step.

Hope you guys liked anyway (tell me if you did :3) it and if you have suggestions, please tell me, my ask box is fully open! :3

[operascenes2021]

1st scene of Das Rheingold 

Prelude and Scene One At the bottom of the Rhine (Greenish twilight, lighter above, darker below. The upper part of the scene is filled with moving water, which restlessly streams from right to left. Toward the bottom, the waters resolve themselves into a fine mist, so that the space, to a man's height from the stage, seems free from the water, which floats like a train of clouds over the gloomy depths. Everywhere are steep points of rock jutting up from the depths and enclosing the whole stage; all the ground is broken up into a wild confusion of jagged pieces, so that there is no level place, while on all sides darkness indicates other deeper fissures.) (The curtain rises. Waters in motion. Woglinde circles with graceful swimming motions around the central rock.) Woglinde Weia! Waga! Wandering waters, swing ye our cradle! wagala weia! walala, weiala weia! Wellgunde (from above) Woglinde, watchest alone? Woglinde If Wellgunde came we were two. Vorspiel un erste Scene Wellgunde (dives down to the rock.) How safe is thy watch? Woglinde (eludes her by swimming) Safe from thy wiles! (They playfully chase one another.) Flosshilde (from above) Heiaha weia! heedless wild watchers! Wellgunde Flosshilde swim! Woglinde flies: help me to hinder her flying! (Flosshilde dives down between them.) Flosshilde The sleeping gold badly ye guard! Better beset the slumberer's bed, or both will pay for your sport! (With merry cries they swim apart. Flosshilde tries to catch first one and then the other; they elude her and then together chase her and dart laughing and playing like fish between the rocks.) (From a dark chasm Alberich climbs up one of the rocks. He remains watching the water-maidens with increasing pleasure.) Alberich Hehe! ye nixies! (The maidens stop playing on hearing Alberich's voice.) How ye delight me, daintiest folk! From Nibelheim's night fain would I come, would ye turn but to me! Woglinde Hei! who is there? Wellgunde A voice in the dark. Flosshilde Look who is below! (They dive deeper down and see the Nibelung.) Woglinde, Wellgunde Fie! thou grisly one! Flosshilde (swimming quickly up) Look to the gold! Father warned us such foe to fear. (The two others follow her, and all three gather quickly around the middle rock.) Alberich You, above there! Rhine Daughters What wouldst thou below there? Alberich Spoil I your sport, if still I stand here and gaze? Dive ye but deeper, with you fain would a Nibelung dally and play. Woglinde Would he be our playmate? Wellgunde Doth he but mock? Alberich How bright and fair in the light ye shine! Fain are my arms to enfold a maiden so fair, would she come to me here! Flosshilde I laugh at my fear: the foe is in love! Wellgunde The languishing imp! Woglinde Let us go near him! (Woglinde lets herself sink to the top of the rock, the foot of which Alberich has reached.) Alberich One sinks down to me. Woglinde Come close to me here! (Alberich climbs with imp-like agility, but with frequent checks, to the top of the rock.) Alberich (hurriedly) Loathsome, slimy, slippery pebbles! I cannot stand! My hands and my feet cannot fasten or hold on the treacherous smoothness! Waterdrops fill up my nostrils ... accursed sneezing! (He has come near Woglinde.) Woglinde (laughing) Sneezing tells of my love's approach! Alberich My sweetheart be, thou loveliest child! (He tries to embrace her.) Woglinde (avoiding him) Me wouldst thou woo? then woo me up here! (Alberich scratches his head. Woglinde has reached another rock.) Alberich Alas! thou escap'st? Come but nearer! Thou canst fly where I scarcely can creep. (Woglinde swims to a third rock, deeper down.) Woglinde Climb to the ground, then safe wouldst thou clasp me. Alberich (clambers hastily down) 'Tis better down lower! Woglinde Now let us go higher! (She darts quickly to a high rock at the side) Wellgunde, Flosshilde (laughing) Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Alberich How catch in her flight the timid fish? Wait a while, false one! (He tries to climb hastily after her.) (Wellgunde has sunk down to a lower rock on the other side.) Wellgunde Heia, thou fair one! hear'st thou me not? Alberich (turning around) Call'st thou to me? Wellgunde I counsel thee well: to me turn thee and Woglinde heed not! (Alberich clambers hastily over the ground to Wellgunde.) Alberich Far fairer seemest thou than that shy one, who gleams less brightly and looks too sleek. Yet deeper dive, if thou wouldst delight me. Wellgunde (letting herself sink down a little nearer to him) Now, am I not near? Alberich Not near enough! Thy slender arms come fling around me; that I may touch thee and toy with thy tresses, with passionate heat on thy bosom so soft let me press me! Wellgunde Art thou bewitched and longing for love-joys? then shew, thou fair one, what favor is thine! Fie! thou hairy and hideous imp! Swarthy, spotted and sulfury dwarf! Seek thee a sweetheart whom thou dost please! (Alberich tries to hold her by force.) Alberich Though foul be my face, my hands hold thee fast! Wellgunde (quickly swimming up to the middle rock) Hold fast, I flow from thy hands! Woglinde, Flosshilde (laughing) Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Alberich (calling angrily after Wellgunde) Faithless thing! Bony, chilly-skinned fish! Seem I not comely, pretty and playful, brisk and bright? Hei! go wanton with eels then, if so loathsome am I! Flosshilde Why chid'st thou, elf? So soon cast down? But twain hast thou wooed: try but the third one, sweetest balm surely her love would bring! Alberich Soothing song comes to my ears! How good that ye are not but one: of many, some one I may win me; alone, no maiden would choose me! If I may trust thee, then glide down to me! Flosshilde (dives down to Alberich) How foolish are ye, senseless sisters, if ye find him not fair! Alberich (quickly approaching her) Both dull and hideous well may I deem them, now that the fairest I see! Flosshilde O sing still on thy soft sweet song, its charm enraptures mine ear! Alberich (confidently caressing her) My heart bounds and flutters and burns when such sweet praise laughs to me. Flosshilde (with gentle resistance) Thy winsome sweetness makes glad mine eyes, and thy tender smile all my spirit cheers! (She draws him tenderly to her.) Dearest of men! Alberich Sweetest of maids! Flosshilde Wert thou but mine! Alberich Might I e'er hold thee! Flosshilde (ardently) O, the sting of thy glance and the prick of thy beard, for ever to see and to feel! Might the locks of thy hair, so shaggy and sharp, but float round Flosshilde ever! and thy shape like a toad, and the croak of thy voice, o might I, dazzled and dumb, see and hear nothing but these! (Woglinde and Wellgunde have dived down close to them.) Woglinde, Wellgunde (laughing) Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Alberich (starting up, alarmed) Wretches, laugh ye at me? Flosshilde (suddenly darting from him) As fits at the end of the song! (She swims quickly up with her sisters.) Woglinde, Wellgunde (laughing) Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Alberich (in a wailing voice) Woe's me! ah, woe's me! alas! alas! The third one, so dear, doth she too betray? Ye shameless, shifting, worthless and infamous wantons! Feed ye on falsehood, treacherous watery brood? Rhine Daughters Wallala! Wallala! lalaleia! leialalei! heia! heia! ha ha! Shame on thee, imp! why chid'st thou down yonder? Hear the words that we sing thee! Say wherefore, faint-heart, didst thou not hold the maiden thou dost love? True are we, free from all guile, to him who holds us fast. Gaily to work, and grasp without fear; in the floods not fleet is our flight: Wallala! lalaleia! leialalei! heia! heia! ha hei! (They swim apart, hither and thither, now deeper, now higher, to incite Alberich to chase them.) Alberich Through all my frame what passionate fire now burns and glows! Rage and longing, fierce and mighty, lash me to madness! Though ye may laugh and lie, yearning masters my heart, and one to me now shall yield her! (He begins the chase with desperate exertions. With terrible agility he climbs the rocks, springs from one to the other, and tries to catch first one then another of the maidens, who always elude him with mocking laughter.) (He staggers and falls into the abyss, then clambers hastily aloft again to renew the chase.) (They let themselves sink a little. He almost reaches them, falls back again, and again tries to catch them.) (Foaming with rage, he pauses breathless and stretches his clenched fist up toward the maidens.) Alberich Could I but capture one! (He remains in speechless rage gazing upward, when suddenly he is attracted and chained by the following spectacle.) (Through the water from above breaks a con- tinuously brightening glow, which, on a high point of the middle rock, kindles to a blinding, brightly shining gleam; a magical light streams from this through the water.) Woglinde Look, sisters! The wakener laughs to the deep. Wellgunde Through the waters green the radiant sleeper he greets. Flosshilde He kisses her eyelids, so to unclose them. Wellgunde Look, she smiles in the shining light. Woglinde Through the floods afar flows her glittering ray! Rhine Daughters (together swimming around the rock) Heia jaheia! heia jaheia! Wallala la la la leia jahei! Rhine-gold, Rhine-gold! Radiant joy, thou laughest in glorious light! Glistening beams thy splendor shoots forth o'er the waves! Heia jahei! heia jaheia! Waken friend! wake in joy! Games will we play so gladly with thee: flasheth the foam, flameth the flood, as, floating around, with dancing and singing, we joyously dive to thy bed! Rhine-gold! Rhine-gold! heia jaheia! heia jaheia! Wallala la la la heia jahei! (With ever-increasing mirth the maidens swim around the rock. All the water gleams with golden light.) Alberich (whose eyes, strongly attracted by the gleam, are fixed on the gold) What is't, ye sleek ones, that there doth gleam and glow? Rhine Daughters Where hast thou, churl, ever dwelt, of the Rhine-gold ne'er to have heard? Wellgunde Knows not the elf of the gold's bright eye, then, that wakes and sleeps in turn? Woglinde Of the wondrous star in watery deeps, whose glory lightens the waves? Rhine Daughters See how blithely we glide in its radiance! wouldst thou, faint-heart, then bathe in brightness, come float and frolic with us! Wallala la la leia lalai! Wallala la la leia jahei! Alberich For your water games is the gold alone good? Then nought would it boot me! Woglinde The golden charm wouldst thou not flout, knewest thou all of its wonders. Wellgunde The world's wealth would be won by the man who, out of the Rhine-gold, fashioned the ring which measureless might would bestow. Flosshilde Our father said it, and bade us ever guard with wisdom the shining hoard, that no false one should craftily steal it: then peace, ye chattering brood! Wellgunde Most prudent sister, why chidest thou so? Well knowest thou, only by one the golden charm may be wrought? Woglinde He who the sway of love forswears, he who delight of love forbears, alone the magic can master that forces the gold to a ring. Wellgunde Secure then are we and free from care, for all that liveth loveth; none from love's fetters would free him. Woglinde And least of all he, the languishing dwarf with love-desire wasting away. Flosshilde I fear him not, whom here we have found: in his passion's blaze nearly I burned. Wellgunde A sulfur brand in the water's surge, in lover's frenzy hissing loud! Rhine Daughters Wallala! Wallaleia la la! Loveliest Niblung! laugh'st thou not too? In the golden shimmer how fair thou dost shine! O come, lovely one, laugh thou with us! Heia jaheia! heia jaheia! Wallala la la la leia jahei! (They swim, laughing, to and fro in the light.) (Alberich, with his eyes fixed on the gold, has listened well to the sisters' hasty chatter.) Alberich The world's wealth by thy spell might I win for mine own? If love be denied me, my cunning shall win me delight? (terribly loud) Mock ye then on! the Niblung neareth your toy. (Raging he springs to the middle rock and clambers with terrible haste to its summit. The maidens separate screaming and swim upward on different sides.) Rhine Daughters Heia! heia! heia jahei! Save yourselves! The elf is distraught; how the water swirls where'er he swims: for love has lost him his wits! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! (With a last spring, Alberich reaches the summit.) Alberich Fear ye not yet? Then wanton in darkness, watery brood! (He stretches his hand out toward the gold.) My hand quenches your light, I wrest from the rock the gold, fashion the ring of revenge; for hear me ye floods: love henceforth be accursed! (He tears the gold from the rock with terrible force and plunges with it hastily into the depth, where he quickly disappears. Thick darkness falls suddenly on the scene. The maidens dive down after the robber.) Flosshilde Seize on the spoiler! Wellgunde Rescue the gold! Rhine Daughters Help us! Help us! Woe! Woe! (The water sinks down with them. From the lowest depth is heard Alberich's shrill, mocking laughter.) (The rocks disappear in thickest darkness, and the whole stage is from top to bottom filled with black water waves, which for some time seem to sink downward.) (The waves have gradually changed into clouds, which little by little become lighter, and at length disperse into a fine mist.) (As the mist disappears upward in little clouds, an open space on a mountain height becomes visible in the twilight. At one side, on a flowery bank, lies Wotan with Fricka near him, both asleep.)

[btsfaris]

Heavy Heart [P.2]

A/N: hii!! I’m so glad you guys enjoyed part 1!! I decided to be nice and post part 2 early hehe :))

Warnings: Lots of Fluff, More Angst(bc im a sad person)

Words: 2k+

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P.1

You;

And there he was again, sitting beautifully in that lunch table.

It was currently lunchtime, and you were grabbing your lunch from the cafeteria like majority of the school. The place was filled with roudey teenagers, loud voices murmuring to their friends and lots of clatter from the lunch trays. Peter was sitting peacefully in his usual spot, half-way into the cafeteria, and munching on his meal.

You could always talk to him at this time, as he spent majority of his lunches with only Ned and not with a crowd. It would be so easy to just walk up to his best friend, ask him about the homework in Chemistry and casually greet Peter.. but you were a scaredy-cat.

Speaking to Peter always made you nervous. No matter what it was or even short it was, you’d become a mess. Your fingers would get antsy or your legs would start shifting in place.

Sometimes you couldn’t even look at eyes properly. You just never could build up the courage to smile at him, so it would be a complete challenge to say hi.

You always wished you could, perhaps things would be different. Maybe he would actually acknowledge you for once, and you’d grow from there. Even have the possibility of building up a relationship.

In your dreams, you think.

You’re not sure how long you’ve been staring at him, probably for a good minute now, by the way the person behind you groans for you to keep moving along the line. Can’t you see I’m enjoying the view? You want to hiss at them.

Grabbing a sandwich and some orange juice, you get out of line and slowly walk to the exit. Which is on the way to Peter’s table. Your eyes keep trained on him, watching him conversate with Ned.

His eyes suddenly shift to stare at his plate, moving his food around with the fork for a few moments before looking up. Directly on you.

Oh fuck. You look back down at the floor and a blush creeps up your neck. Hopefully, he didn’t notice you creepily gawking at him.

You count to five, still moving fairly slow across the cafeteria before glancing back up to see him still gazing at you. You blink a couple times, wondering if your eyes were playing tricks on you. You look around to see no one around you, and turn back to him, furrowing your brows.

His hand raises up and he gives you a shy smile. An actual smile. Your cheeks redden at this point, fingers slowly letting go of the tray to wave at him. As you raise up your palm, a familiar voice behind you perks up.

“Peter!” Liz calls, walking past you and towards his table. She stands in front of him, speaking inanimately and Peter’s eyes are wide, watching her talk with admiration. Something you do to him always.

Of course, he was smiling at her, not you. How stupid were you to think that he’d be waving at you like that? He was obviously looking at Liz, it was clear now.

Your hand immediately falls back down to your tray, gripping at it as you stare with jealousy at the pair. Gazing back at the floor, you turn around to take the exit near the front rather than your usual route, clearly not able to witness the scene any longer.

Peter;

“I hope I passed the exam,” I tell Ned, through a mouthful of my lunch. “Mr. Delmar said if I did, I could get a sub for free after school!”

“Let’s hope you do,” Ned agrees. “Maybe you could ask Y/N out and share half with her!”

“Going to get a free sub for our first date?” I snort. “How romantic! I might as well write cheapskate on my forehead.”

“Well, maybe she likes to be independent-“ Ned wiggles his brows, but stops mid-sentence as he looks across the cafeteria. “Speak of the devil! Peter, she’s staring at you right now!”

“What?” I still, looking at him with wide eyes.

“Yes! She’s totally giving you the googly eyes!” Ned exclaims.

I swallow the food in my mouth and glance back down at my plate casually. Okay, keep cool, keep cool.. Don’t freak out Peter. Slowly looking up, I spot her immediately and truth be told, her eyes are stuck on me.

My heart almost explodes in my chest but not a second later, she looks away as her gaze is now on the tray in her hands. I continue to look at her, wondering why she was staring at someone like me.

Could this be it? Is she finally showing interest in me? Don’t overthink this. Her eyes look back at me once more, and she flutters her pretty lashes, entrancing me in her beauty.

“Well don’t just stare at her! Do something Peter!” Ned hisses beside me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

With all my courage, I slowly smile and raise my sweaty palm at her. Shit, what if she doesn’t smile back, I think to myself. No, I must do this, I need to finally be brave without my mask.

A smile morphs on to her cute face, making me practically melt at the sight. Her dainty fingers slowly reach up, raising it up to match mine and my smile widens. It’s happening! It’s actually-

“Peter!” The voice does not come from my beloved angel, but behind her. Someone blocks my view of Y/N, revealing to be Liz Allan.

“Why didn’t you show up to the last meeting?” Liz frowns, making my eyes widen.

Shit! I completely forgot about that! I was too caught up with taking care of the city and surveilling, that it completely passed my mind.

“Jeez- I’m sorry Liz, I got caught up with studying for my Spanish exam, I totally forgot about it!” I lie through my teeth, praying that she bought it.

“Peter-“ She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose for a second, before looking back at me. “Just try to make it next time, okay? This championship really means a lot to me.”

“Definitely, I will!” I nod rapidly, and she rolls her eyes.

“Alright, bye you guys.” She leaves with a wave and I immediately turn my gaze back to Y/N.. only to see that she is no longer standing there.

My shoulders slump, a sad frown placing itself on to my face. My only chance to finally talk to Y/N.. and I blew it.

“Sorry man, maybe next time,” Ned pats my back sympathetically. I sigh, pushing away my lunch tray and place my head in hand.

-

You;

It’s currently after school now, and you’re sitting outside, enjoying the warm sun hitting your skin. A sketchbook in your hand, drawing your current piece of Peter. You’ve been working on it for months now, hoping to slip it in his locker one day as a gift, once complete.

You’re sitting in the middle of the bleachers, listening to students play a friendly game of football. It was nice out here, mostly quiet and gave you some time to yourself to think about things. Or time to work on your little secret project.

Humming a random tune, you are erasing a small mistake you made when the sound of a whistle startles you, causing you to drop your pencil. Great, you think, as you bend to pick it up. You look up carelessly and back down at your sketchbook before doing a double-take.

Low and behold, there was Peter, walking on the track with his backpack strapped over his shoulders. His skin and hair practically glowing under the sunlight. His big brown eyes looking at the boys playing football, before looking up at the sky.

“What is he doing here?” You whisper to yourself.

Peter never hung out by field after school, he always made his way to the nearby sandwich shop a couple blocks down. So what was he doing back here?

You look back down at your book, pretending to scribble something down. You bite your lip, placing your pencil down and glance up at him. This time, his eyes were on you and you felt your heart start to race.

He flashes you a small smile. Your eyes widen as you realize it’s directed at you, since no one else is on the bleachers.

“Hey-“ Peter waves, but is stopped short as a football hurtles towards him, hitting him square on the nose and knocking him off his feet.

“Peter!” You gasp, running down the bleachers and heading towards him.

You immediately drop your open sketchbook next to him and kneel over him. “Oh my god, are you okay?” You ask him, worried as he blinks repeatedly.

”N-Ned?” He asks, dazedly.

“No,” You whisper shyly. “It’s Y/N.”

“Oh, Y/N..” He repeats, before his eyes widen, he looks at your with big eyes and scrambles to sit up.

“Careful Peter!” You scold mildly, and notice the blood dripping from him nose. “Oh no, you’re bleeding.”

“I-It’s nothing! Just a scratch!” He attempts to play it off cooly, but winces as he touches his nose.

“Here,” You hand him a napkin from your bag.

“Thanks,” Peter mumbles, dabbing his nose with it. “This isn’t how I planned for this to go..”

“For what to go?” You ask curiously. He shakes his head and looks at you. His eyes stare into yours before scanning your face, causing you to blush.

“Hi Y/N..” He whispers.

“Hi Peter,” You stare at him back and smile lightly.

He seems to snap out of it, as he struggles to stand up and you scramble to help him.

“Uh, thanks for your help,” Peter clears his throat, trying to hide his embarrassment. He looks down and notices your book on the ground. “Oh here, you dropped this-“ He bends down to pick your sketchbook up but stops to look at it.

“Is this.. me?” He asks, looking up at you with wide eyes.

Oh no. “Um,” You bite your lip, mortified. “Y-Yes.” Now he’s really going to run!

A grin morphs on to his face instead. “That’s so cool!”

“Wait, really?” You raise your eyebrows.

“Y-Yeah.. it looks really good! Not that I’m self centered or anything, but you made me look good-it looks-you, uh, look good-“ His eyes widen. “I-I mean the drawing! Not that you don’t look good! You always do-” Peter stutters, making you crack a smile.

“Thank you Peter,” You interrupt him shyly, putting him out of his misery and take the sketchbook from him.

“No problem..” He blushes, scratching the back of his neck. “Hey, uh, are you free right now?”

“Oh, um, yeah I am.. Why?”

Instead of answering, he pulls out his phone and types into it quickly. “I passed!” Peter grins to himself and you quirk up a brow as he puts it away into his back pocket.

“Well, I’d like to repay you for your help.. So, would you like to share a sub with me right now?” He asks, looking at you with a nervous expression.

“Like, as a date?” The words come out of you before you can stop yourself.

“Uh, no! Of course not!” He snorts awkwardly causing your face to fall. “Unless you want it to be..” He shifts his gaze from the floor to you nervously and your mood skyrockets immediately.

“I’d love to..” You smile.

“Really?” He blinks rapidly and you nod.

“You sure you’re okay?” You ask again, worried as you notice the dry blood around his nose and he waves you off.

“I’ll be fine, if anything happens, you can take care of me.” He grins, and you let out a small giggle.

“Alright.. Well, shall we?” He smiles, standing beside you now and puts out his arm. You laugh a little at his gentlemanly actions and slip your arm around his.

“Also, quick question. Do you like your sandwiches flattened out?”

What a peculiar question.. “I love them.” You answer nonetheless.

“Perfect.” He grins and you both happily make your way down to the shop.

End.

-

a/n: this was so cute :’))) someone find me a Peter Parker pls !

[markleetrashh]

Makeup Voiceover;Taeyong

Request: I literally have your tumblr on my internet tab all the time, never closing it once :'' i love your work!! Can i request a make up voice over by taeyong? I think it'd be funny considering how he's always the manlyman lol THANKKKS

A/N: i actually feel like he'd be super sweet & soft while doing this so sorry if it wasn't what you expected!!

i've only recently just got back to writing so i hope this isnt too bad

and i think it's been long too since i wrote for taeyong?

but i hope this is good enough and it works!!

also

im running out of makeup brands to write google isnt helping anymore help this clueless makeup girl out

let's go

so taeyong's always been fascinated by your skills and makeup

he'd straight up just stare at you with his mouth open as you do your makeup

kid taeyong would appear and clap his hands together whenever you finish

"woah so pretty my baby"

and your fans have noticed that he's always in the background of your makeup tutorials giving a thumbs up or nodding his head

such a supportive boyfriend

so they'd always comment and ask yall to do the makeup voiceover challenge

which taeyong hesitated at first

mainly because he was shy

but finally agreed because you flashed him your cutest pout that made him s o f t

while you're filming the video he's upset because he doesn't get to see you do it this time

"BABE you'll see it later stop pouting"

"but, it's different"

"it's the same taeyong omg"

"tsk alright alright"

when you finish taeyong barges into the room with a straight expression on his face but does the weirdest dance ever??

yeap the one you're thinking of and the one he always does

and luckily you caught it on camera, which made him more embarrassed

so before recording he gets all nervous and talkative like

"omg babe what if i screw up"

"okay im a strong man i can do this"

"taeyong.... it's only a recording..."

"i know, i'm not nervous at all"

and you just shake your head because you're super used to him

"hello everyone!! it's taeyong here today to do a voiceover for Y/N's makeup!"

"i hope you all would like this video and continue supporting my babe"

"aww just look at her in this headband, so cute"

"barefaced Y/N, my favourite!!"

"oo she's doing her foundation?"

"the one she always uses! the one from innisfree"

"i feel like this shade suits her very well, what do you guys think?"

"she's using her favourite pink egg to blend it out"

"all smooth now!"

"she's taking out a stick.. pen? oh it's an eyeliner"

"babe you showed it too fast and the word's so small i couldn't see the name"

"she's drawing her eyelids now, look at those skills!!"

"every single time i watch her do her makeup and i'm still amazed by how she manages to draw the line so smoothly woah"

"the other eye..."

"oh they're symmetrical, great job"

"let me guess what's next, eyeshadow!!"

"yes i'm right"

"it's because you've seen me do my makeup so many times"

"your boyfriend's an expert shh"

"oh it's the uh.. L-Laura Mercier??? brand"

"so hard to pronounce woah"

"but she's taking her brush and applying this... uhm.. slightly blue colour!"

"make sure to smooth them out"

"moving on to the other eye"

"and.... she's done!"

"doesnt she look brighter now?"

"oh? she taking out a small box"

"what's that i've never seen that box before"

"oh! it's fake lashes"

"you've never worn them before, why so sudden?"

"got to always try out new things!!"

"woah she's applying this liquid thing on it-"

"WAIT IS THAT GLUE- BABE WHAT IF THEY NEVER COME OUT AGAIN"

"IT'S EYELASH GLUE DONT WORRY"

"OH oh... sorry for that outburst everyone"

"but she done sticking on her eye and woah, so beautiful"

"just look at those gorgeous eyes and lashes"

"oh she's moving on again"

"to.. her cheeks!"

"cutie"

"first of all, blush!!"

"makes her cuter than she already is but"

"she's using the one from nars"

"looks slightly pink"

"aw just look at those rosy cheeks!!"

"woah"

"her favourite next- highlight"

"she covered the name- i can't see it omg babe"

"but uh.. just look at how shiny that is"

"cheeks... forehead... nose... and jaw..."

"my girlfriend's glowing!!!"

"i think this is the last step but lipstick!"

"she just bought one yesterday from moonshot- oh she's using it"

"it's dark red shade"

"pouty lips aw!!"

"and my baby's done with her look!!"

"doesnt she look amazing?"

"what did i do to deserve her"

"woah- wait- I FORGOT ABOUT THE ENDING im sorry you all have seen this side of me"

"but anyways, thank you for taking the time to listen to my voice and for loving Y/N!!"

"continue to send more love and i'll be grateful hehe subscribe and comment!"

[onlyjihoons]

my boyfriend does my makeup voiceover; jeno ver.

a/n; i know im pretty late on the bandwagon but i was casually reading some of cheryl’s( @markleetrashh ) works and i happened to see her version of it and damn i was inspired to write my own hehe.. this might eventually be a series(ish) on this blog i already have someone else in mind for the next part of this series so do request if you want to see anyone in particular:)))

bye my heart is weak for my dearest bias wrecker zeno sails again and yes i totally made that ship name up i have zero shame

ok so

it took you a aju long time to coerce coax jeno into doing this

“i don’t know anything about makeup!!”

“says the one who puts it on when they go on stage”

“okay maybe a little but- I KNOW NOTHING”

“i’ll cuddle you whenever if you do it”

“even when you’re doing homework?”

“...”

“yeah as long as i don’t fail my exams”

hence

mc jeno in the house with you beside him

“hey guys, its jeno here, y/n’s boyfriend, and today i’ll be voiceover-ing her everyday makeup look!!”

“i heard from y/n that alot of you guys have been requesting this since forever--”

“they just like you better jeno”

“that’s not true!!”

“it is!! the comment section is 70% of ‘where’s jeno’”

“ anyway, i know absolutely nothing about makeup, please forgive me.”

“so first off!! y/n looks beautiful even without makeup omygod shes so pretty and damn she looks like she already had makeup on--”

“i’m deducting one cuddle hour”

“why do i get called out for complimenting you y/n”

“oops okay so here is this mint looking tube called pore-fessional?? i don’t get why makeup has weird names”

“soooo she’s just squeezing a dot on the back of her hand and then spreading it all over her face”

“next we have this,,, thing called laneige”

“oh it’s a bb cushion! the makeup noonas put it on my face too”

“now she’s patting it all over her face, papapapapapapt”

“and done!! wow she’s so pretty!!!”

“and now for this,, thing that has a white fluff on the top, wha-- age-rewind?? why does she need it she looks so young why does she need that”

“she’s using that to draw a triangle at the bottom of her eyes on her cheeks”

“then she uses the same sponge from the bb cushion thing, papapapapapapat”

“ok she’s done i don’t see you looking like a 3 year old y/n-- i’M SORRY I LOVE YOU BABE”

you threw your stuffed unicorn and jeno, as he caught it,,

“omygod jeno”

you just sighed and leaned your head on his broad shoulders, as he smirked smiled to himself and continued the commentary

“so now y/n has to draw her eyebrows,, using this silver pen?? g--goofproof something idontknow”

“after drawing, she takes this small bottle called gimme brow and brushes the very small brush through her brows and now she has pretty brows as pretty as her yay”

“y/n now has this too faced sweet peach palette! i know the name because i bought it for her and she was so happy and the palette smells like peaches i recommend it,, and she’s taking this uh,, beige? colour and putting it on her eyelid”

“and now she’s taking a pink colour and putting it on too, y/n looks so pretty what did i do to deserve her”

“oh my god jeno istg”

“i’m the best boyfriend commenter i know that babe”

“now she uses another black pen to draw a line on her eyelid, and with a tiny little flick at the end!”

“okay it’s time to put the mascara, she uses this scary looking scissor-like thing to cut?? oh no curl her lashes! the makeup noona did that to mark-hyung’s eyes because we can’t see his eyelashes”

“you’re lying when you said you know nothing about makeup, jeno”

“i really know nothing,,,”

“don’t lie! i bet you know more than me”

“now y/n uses this pink thing called galifornia?? i thought it was california”

“oh and now she has pink cheeks oguogu so cute”

“next she uses becca’s highlighter in champagne pop! i know it because i bought it for her along with the peach palette! i like it because it looks like iron man’s armour”

“with a mini fan she uses it to highlight her nose bridge, and her cheeks, so she will shine bright like a diamond”

“wow jeno you really don’t know anything about makeup”

“the makeup noona taught me”

“lastly, she uses this lip thing, that has a triangle in the middle”

“y/n says its from laneige, the what?”

“two tone tint lip bar”

“anyway, its called tint mint, and it smells really good when i--”

“okay too much information”

“and now she has this pretty gradient lip thing!! so pretty”

“i guess she’s done now, she’s posing prettily for the camera!”

“remember to like, share and subscribe to y/n’s channel!” 

“if you subscribe i will do a boyfriend tag with y/n”

“ok what lee jeno i did not agree to this--”

“thank you for watching and please give y/n lots of love!!”

and then jeno just stops the recording himself and slouches in his seat,

“did i do good y/n? i literally kept asking the makeup noona questions so i can--”

“you did great jeno, you’re the best” as you hugged him in assurance, as he hugged you back

“can we do this again? it was really fun”

“i think my viewers would love that more than my usual videos”

[typologycentral]

[ENFP] INFJ NEEDS HELP FIGURING OUT THIS VERY VERY PUZZLING ENFP!

:hi: Im new here, fairly new to the world of MBTI but I'm doing copious amount of reading so far and ninety percent of my knowledge has been built pretty much on the basis of this amazing forum. Back to the topic at hand, I'm an INFJ. I've known this since years since I've always been retaking the test and always getting the same but only really gotten into this elusive and exciting world now. In the brink of graduation in the Design Major, it wasn't unsual to bump into an ENFP. Only, he is an instructor. And then the rest is a rollercoaster ride as you all can imagine! ;) Now I want to preface by saying that there is no label to my relationship with him and I am first and foremost his student, so romantic interest is out of the way. The story is very long so those who are not into long tales can go by their day, hehe but keep in mind, you ENFPS love stories so, oh well :) :) He is a bit less than twenty years older to me, although his actions give the illusion to a number of girls that he could be our age even though he's not. We are a females only university so he gets a lot of attention from the girls (he is good looking as well). So much of it being unintentional. Last year, I took my first class with him-which was very hands-on in nature. I was initially very wary of him since he is VERY CONTROVERSIAL or so I'd heard before taking the class. This is probably the first thing I'd told him anyway in a very upfront manner and him being controversial amused me (and amused him as well when I told him so) so that I could figure out myself who he really is. PART 1: Our first class activity was to sketch people, four volunteers each week from our class and the rest of the class would draw them. He kept no rules and just asked us to sketch as what we wanted. I realized all the girls were doing the same and the first thing that struck me what I needed to stand out in my implementation; so I used my natural strength which is reading into people. As more of a fun activity, I tried to read them in a lighthearted way and annotated a lot in my sketches about how their external appearance gives clues to their personality (the colors they wore, the pose they adopted, etc.) He was taking a round of the class and when he came to me, he was blown away. This embarrassed me to no end because since then on, he would always highlight me to the rest of the class. I'm someone who always tries to stay away from the spotlight and more like an underdog? I kind of like doing my own thing and enjoy being individualistic without getting attention while at it, so this was out of the blue for me. He would use very elevated terms to compliment me as well which again would perplex me because I have never believed myself to be as special as he made me out to be for the rest of the class. This in turn caused all the other girls to constantly be around me as well which was overwhelming. This was all in a matter of two weeks through which this same activity continued until all of us had volunteered to pose. At the end he asked me why he's never seen me around before and if I maintain a low-profile. At that point he had been teaching there for two years. I said that I did indeed keep a low profile. The second activity was to paint a mural on a blank big wall. Each student was assigned a section of the wall and again there were no rules except that all of them should be portraits. I took him aside and told him I didn't want to do a portrait and wanted to do a city skyline. I explained by saying that portraits are very naturally interesting. I wanted to do a skyline and we were supposed to paint with greys, blacks and whites and I loved the challenge of taking something inanimate and breathing life into it through my art. He said he loved the way I think and made an exception for me. Consequently I needed to have a bigger section to paint now. He asked another girl to give up her section for me (I did not know this until later) and found an earlier friend (that same girl) behaving very rudely towards me until I knew the truth. She stopped attending thereon. A lot of girls in the class had started showing animosity towards me and this too hurt me. He began to frequently intrude my physical personal space too and eventually I found him to be so smothering even though I had slowly come to drop my reservations and somehow like him that one day I walked out during a class (we were allowed to go in and out) because of being overwhelmed by him. Since that day he stopped talking to me until the next month. I could NOT FIGURE OUT WHY. He pretended as if I didn't exist and stopped helping me or guiding me through the activities when I became stuck while at the same time helping every other student. I tried asking him directly and he would pretend he didn't hear and walk away. One day I personally went up to him out of class time and stated I need help with my project (another activity by now) and he agreed. Since it was out of class time I asked him if he had come to hate me while we both sat down to work. He said "NO! On the contrary. I share things with you that I rarely share with others!" Keep in mind, that he is married and we live in a very conservative environment so I was taken aback. Yes, he had shared with me but I didn't know to what depth. I asked him right up to explain his weird behaviour with me in class and he denied it at first then himself said that he realized I needed space that day alluding to my non-verbal walking out of class. It had been almost a month and a half since this incident so I was shocked and asked him if all his treatment was because of this one day! He said yes and laughed. At that point I could not process him anymore so we fell silent. He said I was a very special student and his usual praise of me and even though he knew he didn't help me he trusted me that I would find my way. Another key point is that I am already in a serious relationship with someone and often talk to this person in the class since a lot of times his classes ran full day and even outside of uni hours. I had once overheard him asking my friend who is it I keep talking to again and again on the phone. After me confronting him for similar avoidant behaviour again, he was fine for a few days but again started acting like I didn't exist. I waited out again very hurt for him to become normal while also successfully completing each class project until one day with his back facing me he told the other class students how I could read through him like no one else and could see the beyond. He also said that I just know when he feels sad and when he's happy without even him saying anything. The whole class was staring at me and I was embarrassed...again. I had once written a letter to him during this course that I feel he's not been himself lately and I hope things get better because he is someone who exudes amazing energy that can light up a room. He had pinned it to his office wall (against my pleas). In a field trip for our class, I was as usual off doing my own thing and as was his habit whenever he would find me missing he would ask several girls about where I was and they would always come and tell me. This was a guy who kept no rules so it wasn't a big deal if anyone wandered or did what they wanted. In fact this was something I loved about him since I detest working in controlled environments.He asked me during that trip that he didn't know as compared to my initial bubbly disposition (which was very cocky, not shy and self assured, hey I can be quite a chameleon!) in the first activity that I was actually a quiet person and I accidentally blurted I can be very extroverted and open to only those who I trust and am close to. I think it may have come across as arrogant or stand-offish but that is not how I meant it at all. I later told him in a letter about my social awkwardness (again he pinned it to his wall to my retaliation) and he said he found it sweet. I always found that while he was so open t everyone and had an aura of being quite vulnerable that he had a more melancholic and serious side to him. I found his multi-dimensionality very attractive and the only person whom he used to share very deep sad feelings with was me. He told another friend of mine that I have a way of drawing him out that only I can do and he cannot help it. The end of that course had almost come and he continued his habit of occasionally being very, scarily close to me and acting as if i didn't exist.This frustrated me to no end and again I had to confront him because it would cause me pain. I was in tears when I talked to him and exploded at him since I had kept it in for so long. I told him I am only his student so why does he stop to guide me and never help me when I run into problems with work. We would do a lot of large-scale construction activity as well, everything i learnt, I learnt myself eventually due to him intentionally avoiding me. He said that he had forgotten I am "only his student". I didn't know what this meant. He furthur told me that he knew from the first day I was different and even perfect (!!!), that he sees something in me and he said I am so independent that I didn't need him. I pleaded to him that I did, at least in this last project and that I am not perfect in any sense. We argued on this point a lot until he finally agreed. He did help me and then started his usual hot-cold routine. I eventually gave up and ignored him as well. In a few days he stopped me, lashed at me and asked why I don't pay any attention to him and said that I should at least tell hi when I see him and it was the least I could do. Our last project was to make a gypsum sculpture and explain the concept behind our creation. I had such a complex concept that I wasn't sure he would understand but he did and was floored and went around telling everyone about it. He would occasionally quote my words to various people (I found this very flattering). My concept was called "Layers of secrets" pretty much describing me and my view of life and people. He later in private told me, that he recognized that I am the person who is "layers of secrets" and told me he found me very fascinating. As we came to a close and since I had started becoming more and more introverted around him, he would pester me to tell him what was going on in my mind. I told him at the end, that everything I did, even my silence was intentional. He would later stage come uncomfortably close to me during my silent working on the project's last stages that he knew I was being "intentionally silent" with him in a very I dunno, mischievous (?) tone. He would occasionally linger around me and become very shy around me (often stuttering) like he wanted to say something but never did which I found very confusing. This would happen a LOT, on other days he wouldn't even look at me in the eyes. At the end though, i grew so tired of his antics and outbursts that after the course ended (I got full marks and the highest grade), I did no talk to or meet him. He later told his other class ( I had friends in that class as well who told me that his obsession with me was out of order but I found it to be very perplexing tbh) as he took them on another optional field trip (that I would have loved to go to as well had I not been in another country) telling those students that he became very close to me and I stabbed him in the heart to his dismay. Needless to say, I couldn't make head or tail of this. Months down the line I once met him while he was taking another amazing modelling class and was going round praising the work his students had done. He came up beside me and told me in third person describing that he knew of someone that taught him that even if a student is very high in calibre, that he should not give up on them and he really liked her a lot and she is standing next to him right now. So, me. I pretty much didn't know how to respond- I'm very weird and withheld in these situations unfortunately due to my nature *_* but I ended us leaving on good terms. Whew, so that is part 1. His wife used to work in the same uni but he would never mention her in our class while in his other classes he would frequently invite her. I know it's a huge tale but I needed to fill in all the details so my friends here could get a precise picture. My dearest lovable ENFPs, could you help me place his behaviour and what it meant?? I just finished taking another class with him so that will be in part 2, the story is entirely different and even more mysterious and puzzling there. I will very honestly admit that I do care and platonic-ally love him and admire him a lot but he just frustrates me to no end with his highs and lows. I would be so grateful if you could explain to me why he did the things he did in part 1 and a better way to react to him in the future. I still have a few months left before I graduate :D http://www.typologycentral.com/forums/the-nf-idyllic-enfp-infp-enfj-infj-/88646-infj-help-figuring-puzzling-enfp-new-post.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr