Could I perhaps request my favorite rarepair, Moondancer x Vapor Trail? <3
Paraselene was raised to be confident in herself and her abilities. She never backs down from a challenge, and she never lets anyone put her down. She knows sheâs a talented flyer⌠which is why sheâs training to be a Washouts stunt pony. Why fly for the Wonderbolts when you could fly even higher?
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todayâs ten minute project: rinsing the wash-out manually
So I was going through some newly-obtained slides and noticed that the flash on someoneâs 1985 Christmas party was too bright on the subject. Hereâs the original scan with no tweaking:
See what I mean? Okay, first things first, how about we clean this up in the scanner using Digital ICE on mild to get the dust and lint out, plus just a touch of grain removal and a light sharpening so this will come out a little better. I then touch the Restore Colors and the Restore Fading checkboxes, but neither of them do enough significant repair in the previews so I leave them off.
Okay, good foundation to work with. Taking this version and viewing it in IrfanView, my free Swiss army knife viewer of choice, to try some adjustments in the various levels to make this less high-key. After some trial and error I settle on reducing the contrast to 55%, lowering the light intensity down to 0.65, and raising the saturation to 85. I donât want to change any of the color balance this time because this image seems properly weighted, which is a rarity.
The result pleases me so I leave it at this and figure any further messing to bring more color to her face would also affect the white walls; we can now see that her sweater is peach.
Not sure those are really her size.
But now you, my awesome readers, are saying, âBut canât the scanner software itself fix the colors somehow, even if the automatic tools donât do the trick?â Yes, yes it can. Here, let me pull up another slide of this woman, and Iâll show you the preview screens in VueScan of how she looks with no changes to the color setting...
...and how it looks if the limits of the color scale are moved just a bit away from white, in a manner similar to what Photoshop can do in its Adjustments:Levels window (though without the center marker for within-scale tweaking)...
Okay, that brought out some color! At the same time I also reduced the brightness by roughly 20% to increase the shadows and, as a pleasant side-effect, this also added a bit of vignetting to the perimeter. Now letâs scan and see how this works!
Thereâs a little wiggle room here for further reduction of brightness, sure, but the point here is that we got to this aesthetic juncture without fiddling in an external editor or relying on the scannerâs preset tricks to do the work for us.
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Pairings: Dolphintrainer!Taehyung x SharkDiver!Jin, Â Mer!Jimin x Reader, Scientist!Namjoon x MerKing!Jungkook, Mer!Yoongi x Mer!Hoseok.
Rating: 16+
Genre: Mystery, Romance, Comedy, Drama, Fantasy, little bit of Action, Slice of life, Enemies2Lovers, Friends2lovers, Social media au, Fake Texts, Fake Subs.
Summary: Taehyung and his best friend Y/N are Dolphin trainers at Wash Out; Marine Wildlife and Theme Park. When the nerdy marine biologist and resident veterinarian Doctor Kim Namjoon goes missing; the two friends form a ragtag team with Taehyungâs rival Seokjin and aâŚ. Fish?
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Yoongi stood still, his legs shaking. It was not normal for him to be standing for this length of time. They were mermaids used to having tails their strength in the water. Swimming was like breathing. Of course their legs only appeared on their sacred land under the ocean.
They couldnât walk on human land, could never compare to their leg strength. Most Mermaids spent their days in the water only entering the sacred land for celebrations. Yoongi being one of many guards would protect the royal family, albeit there was no longer a royal family. Jungkook was all that was left, a prince forced to be a king before he was ready.Â
Guards were the most common of the merfolk to adorn legs. Jungkook was confined to the sacred land, his time in the water limited. Anything to keep him safe from the threat of other merclans. Each guard embellished in the silk of the clams. Byssus was woven finely like silk, the light material was surprisingly warm enough to protect the guards and King whilst in their more vulnerable form.
Yoongi looked across the crystal throne room, the love of his life standing just as tall, his stature stronger than Yoongiâs. A feat as Jungkook tore the room apart, bioluminescent vines and lanterns ripped from the walls. Food and wine splattered on the floor of their ancestors.
Hoseokâs mouth turned down, the sight unnatural for his usually cheerful disposition. The hardest part of their job was raising Jungkook, it seemed no matter how hard they tried to teach him right and wrong, politics and history they still came up short. He didnât have a family, not anymore, he didnât know how to share and never had to work for relationships.Â
Everyone adored him, feared him, doted on his every whim. He was given the finest foods and all the newest technology Merfolk could offer. Anything to keep him content in his prison. It surprised Yoongi that Jungkook hadnât questioned his confines, that he was complacent with their level of control over his freedom.
Jungkook no longer understanding, why his new found friend was so reluctant to stay. He extended all his riches and gifts to the human, something other merfolk would cherish.Â
âWhy does he still want to leave, with me he could be treated as a king,â Jungkook seethed, throwing a leg over the arm of his throne massaging his temples. âLeave me.â
Hoseok marched dutifully to Yoongi, supporting the older merman as they made their exit. Walking him to the entrance of the underwater cove, the air though damp enough to keep their lungs from feeling dry, they much preferred sinking into the cool water. Doing so allowed the power of the sacred land to slip away leaving only their natural form.Â
The two transformed their black and blue tails wrapping around each other, a romantic gesture Yoongi enjoyed more than he wished to admit. They relaxed in eachothers arms peacefully, sinking further until they landed on the floor of the large network of caves. This is where most of the merfolk lived as they were still protected from the open ocean.
Under the cove was wide and besides a few stalagmite and stalactite the surface was predominantly flat. However the local life was anything but, everyone bustling around the settlement enjoying tending to the seaweed, crafting and protecting the sealife.Â
âJungkook, is struggling. He doesnât understand how to handle rejection. He doesnât understand that people value the same things,â Hoseok mumbled, massaging Yoongiâs lower back to help relieve tension from standing for such a long time.
âThat human cannot survive long under the ocean, he grows weaker by the day, barely eating.â Yoongi huffed, âIf Jungkook doesnât let him go, the poor thing will die, Jungkook isnât ready to experience something like that so close to him.â
âI think he has gotten too attached, losing this human might break him,â Hoseok bit his lip, âDare I say he is in love with him, he could be his promised.â
Yoongi scoffed, the idea that Jungkook happened to find his promised one and he was a human, the first human he had ever met. Yoongi and Hoseok were unaware they were each other's promised until Yoongi had a week off from guard duty and started to get really sick. The two had met in the infirmary wasting away and only in one another's company did their condition improve. âHoseok, thatâs a bit much.â
A figure swam down the path quickly, heading straight to the sacred cove entrance, carrying something large. Was someone trying to attack their home? The two fell apart taking up offensive stances, each lurching forward when they spotted Jimin holding an unconscious human.
âNot another one,â Yoongi chastised, eyes sweeping over Jimin trying to be inconspicuous. Though he cared he showed it silently, not fond of open praise. The kind to listen and assist others out of sight.
âI have to make sure he is alright,â Jimin gave no further explanation, swimming up into the cove entrance dragging the human onto the sacred land. Jiminâs gold tail disappearing, leaving behind two bare legs.Â
Wrapping himself in a cloth, the two followed. Yoongi strained to lift himself into an upright position. Hoseok brought out their usual transport, especially for Jungkookâs deliveries. In this case they threw the unconscious human across the shell of the crustacean and they headed to their king.
âAre all humans this big?â Yoongi asked, eyeing the figure draped beside Jimin. The two crab-pooling wasnât the issue, the way Jimin looked genuinely concerned for the human was. It was no good for humans and Merfolk to fall in love, the dynamic wouldnât end well.Â
âNo, they arenât all this big, some of them are small, delicate and beautiful. They are magnificent, fascinating beings. Some are scary and mean and others are innocent and protective, just trying to do the right thing.â Jimin whispered, checking the humans breathing once more.Â
âIs he your promised?â Hoseok asked softly, not knowing how to approach the topic sensitively. Jimin smiled, shaking his head. The thought appeared to have amused him.
âHe is someone elseâs promised,â Jimin said, âBut I think I met her, she was beautiful and strong, never letting anyone stop her, never letting bad things keep her down. She would swim head first into enemy waters to save someone she barely knows.
The human groaned, âWhere am I?â Jimin let out a sigh of relief, this human was waking up and didnât seem to be physically hurt, at least there were no wounds they could see upon his flesh. âAm I dead?â
âNo, you are not dead, you are in our settlement.â Jimin grinned at the disorientation present in Seokjinâs words. He was struggling to enunciate his words, each more like a whine drawn out.
Upon entering the crystal throne room the group tried their best to support the sluggish human inside. Gaining the attention of Jungkook, ceasing his brooding long enough to assist the three struggling mermen. As if hearing the commotion or perhaps Seokjinâs terrible jokes Namjoon emerged from where he had been staying.
âJin! Are you okay?â Namjoon grabbed his friend, checking him over for injury, âWhat are you doing here?â
âRescuing you and avoiding the police, I ran my car off the cliff and also may have destroyed the letter box outside your beach house.â He laughed, âNever really liked it anyway.â
âYou did what?â Namjoon said, concerned, âAre you crazy?â
âListen, we were being chased. It was all for you, and Jimin of course, returning Jimin and rescuing you.â Seokjin smiled at his friend. Yoongi thought these humans were weird, they were reckless and too odd for his liking. âI even teamed up with Taehyung and Y/n in order to save you. Do you know how hard that was?â
âDidnât seem hard at all, you and Taehyung seemed to get along really well.â Jimin pushed the human with a smile, it was weird to see Jimin acting so comfortable with the humans. âWe will return you so that the issue can be resolved, I am starting to grow worried about how we left.â
âWhat do you mean?â Seokjin asked confused
âHumans tackled Y/n and Taehyung dragged me into the water. Right before you and your car contraption fell into the water I killed the man who scared you all.â Jimin said proudly, this didnât seem to go over well with the humanâs. Yoongi hoped Jimin didnât do something stupid turf war wasnât on his to do list.
Yoongi didnât understand the words coming from Seokjinâs face, if he had to liken it to anything, it sounded like vulgar slang, curse words. The human looked panicked.
âWe have to go back, they are probably being sent to prison,â Seokjin said, trying to leave unsure which direction to go, âThey are in big trouble.â
âCanât you just talk to your king and explain and they will be removed from prison?â Jimin said
âPrison doesnât work the same as it does here,â Namjoon explained, âVery Very bad people go to prison, Murdererâs, thieves and other despicable humans put in one place.â
âYeah and if they go to prison, they may be beaten or worse,â Seokjin huffed. Jimin looked up at Jungkook who nodded, bringing out a small mirror and handing it to Jimin.
Looking over Jiminâs shoulder, Yoongi noticed a human different to the two infront of him, she was feminine delicate and leaking. âWhat is happening to her?â
âShe is crying,â Jimin explained, âHumans do that when they are hurt or in despair, from what I have been told they do the same when they are happy too.â
âConfusing and a little stupid.â Hoseok laughed, âHow do you know the difference?â
The charges have been dropped, Namjoon breathed listening to the interrogator, explaining that they couldnât record the phenomenon that occurred on the beach. âThey are being let go,â He smiled, a sight Yoongi hadnât seen since he first laid eyes on their large domestic crustaceans.
âThere is Taehyung,â Seokjin called out looking down, the two humans looked void of any emotion, they collected their things and climbed into the police car getting an escort to their homes. âThey are safe and thatâs all that matters.âÂ
Seokjin smiled, his eyes leaking much to Yoongiâs disgust. Namjoon smiled, he seemed a little amused by the older human. âI remember distinctly you saying you hated Taehyung with a passion and wanted him to choke on a sardine.â They two laughed for a moment, âWhen did things change?âÂ
âI guess when you are working as a team to save someone you develop an understanding.â Seokjin shrugged his large shoulders, âIt also didnât help that he was living in my house for almost a week.â
âYou like him,â Namjoon poked him, âAdmit it you have feelings for him.â
âWe can head back when you are ready, we have returned Jimin home safely.â Seokjin smiled, looking around at the group and smiling, âI am Seokjin by the way, you can call me Jin.â
The man was goofy, reminding Yoongi of Jungkook himself, the two so alike in their childlike nature, letting themself play without hesitation. It was almost admirable that people could act so carefree, unaffected by how they could be perceived.
âI donât know if I am allowed to leave?â Namjoon said, his smile falling, eyes fixed on the ground before him.Â
Yoongi looked at his king, the spoiled young man reflecting on his actions, it had been many days since they saw the young man smile. Almost expecting him to refuse, Yoongi schools his expression when he doesnât.Â
âYou should go, You donât belong down here?â Jungkook took the mirror before walking away from the group to sit on the throne. He lowered his head looking at his reflection trying to distract himself from the pain. Letting your promised go was the hardest thing a merperson could do. Under normal circumstances, promises are only parted by death.
Namjoon walked over, placing a hand on the king's head and smiling at him, âIf ever you want to visit, I would be happy to show you some great places, places you would love.â Jungkookâs broken heart warmed at the humanâs dimples appearing softly in the flesh of his cheeks.
That was the last thing they needed, their king running off for a romance on the coast line. Seokjin swung his arm around Jimin playfully, the merman giggling whilst his legs almost buckled. âYeah Jimin knows the private beach by Namjoonâs house, he can show you the way if you ever want to visit.â
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Australiaâs east-coast bushfires of 2019-2020 have been extinguished for some time now, but the rafts of charred debris continue to linger on our beaches, leaving a permanent record of the events of last summer.
Such records, when successfully preserved in sedimentary environments, is what scientists study to better understand what fire regimes were like in the past, so we have better idea what is to come.