#also wanted to try something different other than the moodboards hehe

[snowangeldotmp3]

rebel robin: surviving the upside down

chapter one: the disappearance of robin buckley

(check out this really cool art by my beloved pal mj @silvereyedsankta here)

It looks like her house, like her backyard, but it’s…different. Reversed. Bizarro. Upside down, her brain supplies. Flakes, reminiscent of ash or snow, fill the air. Everything is dark, a weird, blue hue painting everything around them. Tentacles—squelching and pulsating and living—cover the ground and the walls and anything that has a semblance of a flat surface. The air feels thin and thick at the same time, like there’s not enough oxygen but there’s too much pressure to breathe it in. Robin and the Byers kid share a singular, similar, worried look. We aren’t in Hawkins anymore.

[maskrosfe]

Hi I was wondering what is your thought process to “OC-ify” matsuda to make kenzou who is absolutely wonderful and I love them so very much whenever you share of them!!!

How do you separate your “matsudas” and your “Kenzous” in your head??

As someone trying to “OC-ify” my faves I have been hitting a wall and would like some advice if you are willing to offer some!

Thank you!! I hope you have a lovely day and your art creations are amazing!!

Hello hello, and thank you so much 😊!! This is a really good question actually! I'll do my best to write some thoughts about it and you can feel it out and see if it works for your OC-ifying project! (which is always exciting! OC-ifying Matsuda and others has brought me lots of joy #^_^#)

Intro: At the point in time that I OC-fied Matsuda and the others, I had been drawing them as cats for a bit already. I had experienced prior to this a feeling of "hehe those are my Ocs" when looking at Matsuda, L, Near and Mello especially. However, having suddenly drawn this very stark contrast (colorful catboys) to how they appear in the original work, it made me connect more to the idea that these guys are becoming something else in my head, more or less kickstarting actually OC-ifying them.

Tip 1: I do believe therefore, that if you wish to OC-ify a character, it can be good to pull them toward some sort of extreme to create a contrast to their "original". This helps with giving them a new home in your head, understanding them more as something different than where they started.

For me that process entailed cute-ifying the characters, taking them out of their bleak epic supernatural crime drama and putting them into a colorful world of love and comfort, but it could entail bringing any sort of contrast to the mix. Tip 2: Spending time with the idea of Kenzou also brought him to life: Drawing him, thinking about him, etc. To find out who Kenzou was beyond who Matsuda was, I had to draw him out of me. Like pulling a heavy anchor out of the ocean. Same with Piyara and the others, and I'm still pulling ^_^ so everytime I draw them I learn more about them! You can also make playlists or moodboards, if you enjoy that sort of thing :-)

Tip 3: To find out who Kenzou was I also had to create the world around him. Contrast here helps a aswell, because if I change the world completely, the character changes almost automatically too.

When you're focusing hard on one character, It's sometimes easy to forget how important others + the surrounding world are to who that character is, so I'm tinkering a lot with those around Kenzou to see what they bring out of him. For example, I'm currently pondering a lot about who his friends are, or co-workers. Removing his occupation as a cop and removing his relations to the task force has already changed who he is / who he appears to be a lot. So, worldbuilding! If you want to Oc-ify a character, it brings a lot to the process by also re-making the world you found them in. (with that said, there's no need to abandon the world you found them in, if the world you found them in is part of what you really enjoy about them. If that's the case, try to imagine a different POV in that world perhaps) Tip 4: Seek inspiration from other places *nod nod* What is your character missing in it's original form, that you would like to give them? A lot of times new creations is a mixtape of things we are drawn to, and this is what is so lovely about creation 😤

When I began working on Kenzou as a charatcer, I was very inspired by the ambience of the manga Hirayasumi by Keigo Shinzō, and I think that affected early choices a lot! Conclusion: Alright, phiouw! I think that's a solid summary of my thoughts on the topic for now. Kenzou is the first time I've so shamelessly and directly made a character out of the shell of an already existing one (that's not mine), so I'll probably have more thoughts on the topic in the future. I hope this could be of interest to your own process anon, and that you have lots of fun with the OC-ifying 😊 Thank you for your question and for your love! Best regards from me :-)

[1004tyun-archive]

my love 🥺🥺🩷 i hope you’re feeling well despite the wi-fi issues!! >< hopefully those get solved soon…

while you woke up i was actually in the middle of looking for these concept pics of tyunning because they’re some of my favorites 😭 and i needed to add some ice cream because i’ve bought so many 😭

now is the countdown of what we got… we got chocolate vanilla, chocolate gelato, frozen themed ice cream, SPONGEBOB ICE CREAM???? it looks so cute 😭 i haven’t had the chance to eat it yet but it looks so cute if i have it i’ll take a pic for you mommy 🥺🩷 and SO many ben and jerry’s flavors 😭 we got all of the ones we found at the store (no milk and cookies in sight… 😔)

while waiting i also found they had some cookie cake and i took a picture that i’ll send you in dms~ it looks like something you’d like hence why i took the pic but i wasn’t sure it was wise to buy it with the amount of ice cream we got so i decided not to get it but at least keep the memory of it because it reminded me of you 🥺🥺🩷 there was also banana cake and pumpkin spice cake??

anyway hehe~ that’s all for the groceries 👉👈🩷 going to my appointment and having my therapist be so supportive like yours is really made me feel so happy so early in the day and i’m just so relieved and glad 🥹🥹🩷 getting to talk about how it all happened was so fun and i was all happy talking about you although shy as well >\\\< 🩷🩷 i love you so much mommy 🥺🥺🩷 you’re the gem of my life, my sweetie pie 🥺🥺🩷 i missed you lots~ me wants to call mommy soon ;3; 🩷🩷 i hope you have a good day my love 🥹 later in the evening i’ll try to take pics of what i get at the buffet just for you!! 👉👈🩷 i love you my sweet darling~ 🥺🥺🩷

my baby~ 🥺🥺🩵🩵 other than the wifi issues i feel great!! honestly i’m just glad it’s an internet only issue and not a power issue i would’ve hated to wake up to no air conditioning or functioning oven that sounds like a nightmare 😭😭

an update on the internet: the company says it’s an outage that’s been going on for 12 hours now i’m surprised it hasn’t been fixed yet 😭😭 hopefully they’ll get this resolved soon

OMG THESE PICS ARE SO PRETTY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵 this is such a pretty moodboard baby i love it 🥺🥺 (it’s almost as pretty as you~)

when you said you got spongebob ice cream i immediately thought of this abomination with the gum ball eyes and melting face 😭

(i remember them tasting pretty good though, like sorbet :o) hopefully yours looks better than this sjshhs

i’d love to know all the ben & jerry’s flavors you got 👀👀 so sad that milk and cookies is still nowhere to be found 😭😭 such is also the case for me finding that tiramisu flavor either it’s hiding from me or maybe it never even existed 😨😨😨

the cookie cake you sent is so cute now that i think about it we definitely have something like that here it’s just funny that for the label they use a completely different kind of cookie when it’s clearly oreo flavored 😭😭 i’d totally devour that though for sure 😩😩 oooh banana cake and pumpkin spice cake?? i’ve never had banana cake but i like making banana bread (it may as well be banana cake with all the flour, eggs, and sugar required to make it djshs) and i’ve made spice cake before too so i’d like to try those someday :0

i’m so relieved that your therapist was so supportive 🥺🥺🥺 that seriously made me so so happy it really made my day 🥹🩵 hehe i’m imaging you getting all shy when talking about me and i want you to know that i also get shy when asked about you even though internally i’m always begging for an excuse to bring you up hehehe 🤭🤭🩵 i always get so happy when i get to talk about you my love 🥺 i love my sweet baby so much~ you’re the light of my life and my shining star i’m always missing you and looking forward to the next time we can talk 🥺🩵🩵 mommy wants to call her baby soon too 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵 my day has been amazing so far because of you 🥺 i hope yours has been great too~ yesss send pics let me eat vicariously through you hehe :3 i love you so much my little cherry fairy 🥺🩵

[loaksky]

you are such a talented writer! i’m taking a creative writing class this summer and i wanna start writing my own fics, do you have any writing tips? like ur process and how tf you pull such wonderful imagery and feeling out of a story?? thank you! xx

hi babes ! sorry it took me a bit to get around to answering this ! thank you so much for such a sweet message AHHH ! i actually took creative writing my senior year of college as an elective and it was SO fun so hopefully you have a blast taking it ! also so excited that you're getting into writing your own fics, it can definitely be a gratifying experience. even though i feel like i'm not qualified to give writer advice, some thoughts are under the cut LMAO <3

my initial thought is gonna sound so unhelpful, but i read this quote / saying somewhere and it's stuck with me since: just write and keep writing after, even if you hate what you write. and the reasoning that came with the quote is that you already have 100 percent more to work with than if you were to write, hate what you produce, and then stop until you feel 'good enough' to go again. you can always revise, you can always edit, you can always delete and rewrite, but you'll have something to work with. this is something i really struggled with in high school when i was really getting into writing.

obviously you don't want to push yourself into a state where you develop an unhealthy relationship with it, but it's just a little encouragement or motivation that i used to remind myself of when i would get in a funk.

some random technical (?) advice in no particular order:

use pinterest for writing prompts, templates (for world building, character building, plot structuring), creating moodboards for your projects, etc. pinterest is my holy grail for writing both fanfiction and regular fiction / personal projects. possibilities are endless with miss pinterest.

said and says can get repetitive, yes, but they are still very useful. if you try to swap out said and says with too many alternatives, you run the risk of compromising reading flow and sounding a little too wordy.

in that same vein, try out different word choices, but be careful with which ones you choose! sometimes (like with said and says), writers will use a thesaurus and pick the 'smartest' sounding word and then it ends up throwing off the way the sentence reads...if that makes sense...i'm rambling now lmaooo

in regards to your specific question about my process:

i'm literally so all over the place. sometimes i'll think of a really cool title and then just run with that.

other times, i'll think of a conflict and craft a plot around the conflict and build outwards.

sometimes i'll already have my ending in mind and backtrack all the way to the beginning. then i'll the time to flesh out the foundation.

i also listen to a lot of music. if you go through my masterlist, you'll probably peep a lot of song titles hahaha. i usually use music as a way to feel out a vibe or write using inspiration from the lyrics.

as mentioned above, i love making moodboards and perusing pinterest !

also, this may sound lowkey crazy, but i love writing as if i'm describing scenes in a movie. or maybe directing a movie? i'm a very sensory person, so i try to make sure i include most, if not all, of the senses when constructing these 'scenes'.

and finally!

just have fun! in both the creative writing class and online, don't let outside pressures like your peers, numbers, or other things get in the way of you creating what you love and being apart of a community. it can be difficult and a little isolating at times, but no matter what, just remember what you went into your endeavors looking for!

ik i was a little all over the place, but this is what i can think of for now because my brain is absolutely fried lmaooo. if you have anymore specific questions: lmk, i love talking n chatting hehe

best of luck to you in your class and i hope you enjoy the journey of writing fanfiction as well! <3

[bisexualoftheblade-old]

how many wips do you have? like what are they all, and not the number of wips in a fandom? what are all the names?

okay. fuck you. fuck you so much. fuck you.

i’m putting this under a read more cut no one else deserves to see this shit. a lot of these are requests, and for those i will just write out the request itself

Shadowhunters:

domestic polycule fluff with tem, jessa, and will because im not a coward

Supernatural

- hehe hoho i request destiel hehehe

- request 61/? cai cai cai cai i need you to rewrite the destiel scene but yk. GOOD. not like i'm in the know about the spn fandom or anything, it's been years for me. but DO IT

Bright Sessions

- caleb/adam grisha AU

- mark bryant vs. united states aka sue the AM

- caleb/adam college fluff

Umbrella Acaademy

- request 31/? i want a ben and klaus drabble please spare me some brotherly bickering

- AND SO BEGINS NIGHT 4 with request 13/? oooh oooh can i get a raymond and allison playlist??? i think their vibes together would SLAP

- hi there night 2 is technically morning 3 but who's counting not me anyway request 5/? can i get a ben moodboard? gotta rep my tua bb

Percy Jackson

- request 9/? can i get a percabeth moodboard or quote edit?? like god they're the og couple goals take me back to high school cai

- For the 100 follower things :D Jercy getting caught in the rain

- request 29/? a drabble about literally anything to do with pjo. i’ll be happy with anyone and anything i’m love these children

- *somersaults in like I’m a real fancy acrobat* hello ello ello may I request some camp half blood chaos possible involving *does a flip* ✨side characters✨ <3

Penumbra Podcast 

- request 52/? drabble about the penumbra podcast. this is for ren bc ren likes it and i don't actually know anything about it. juno? i think? that's the one ren likes. write it for ren

- Tpp ghost hunting / buzzfeed unsolved au

- sad juno smut

- final resting place fic go brrrr

Marvel

- request 6/? i'm going to my roots y'all can i get a spider-man playlist? if not a playlist then i'd honestly be happy with literally anything involving spider-man

- request 15/? i'm going crazy this is recorded evidence of me actually losing it ANYWAY can i get a quote edit for something from iron man? literally anything that man says is gold so cai's choice :D he deserved better in endgame i'm still bitter

- request 42/? do another spidey thing that differs from the other spidey thing

- request 73/? you have Opinions. rant about infinity way and/or endgame. go.

- request 74/? quote edit for deadpool!!

- spideytorch relationship character study

- peter parker as a tired grad student monitoring the young avengers (send help)

Six of Crows

- okay listen i wasn't going to request anything bc i worry about you but also? if you want to/have the time hit me with a playlist for our girl nina zenik

- request 43/? fuckin give me the ending anya should have had. she is alive and with her new son and having a great time

- request 45/? inej moodboard?

- request 47/? will you make literally any meme of your choosing for six of crows?

- request 48/? write a drabble for kaz, my favorite bastard

- okay so i don't actually like nina or mattias that much but i still wanna hear about your thoughts (and also see if you'll change my mind)

- kaz brekker turning 18 fic. birthday party, everyone singing, whole shebang. i need it stat

- religious trauma fic aka i started shipping kaz/alina/inej and i can’t stop

- kaz trauma soup (he has D.I.D. and you can’t prove me wrong)

- my two redacted fics for @grishaversebigbang​

- wesper fake dating

- six of crows bright sessions crossover: everyone gets therapy

TMA

- uhh... s1 gang having a nice time? melanie getting to have some Pride™️? some "fun" horror thing?

- request 7/? spare steph and jason bonding? please sir? spare some for a humble child such as myself?

- okay so this was meant for night 3 but i had midterm shit SO this is honorary night 3 let's DO THIS request 8/? i want a moodboard of extremely out of context magnus archives shit like i mean confuse the FUCK out of me i don't go here i know Nothing about it

- request 11/? OKAY so i need tim stoker meeting tim drake now i need my timmy to meet your tim plus i want to see character differences no i'm not trying to create a tim stoker in my head so i can read a's fic while NOT thinking of tim drake whaaaaaat you're crazy

- request 18(i think)/? i need a quote edit of every time within the first like. 15 eps of tam where jon is like “sounds fake but go off” thank u bb

- request 40/? i challenge you to write a tma drabble based only on the episodes i've heard. i'm currently halfway through episode 23

- Jon being lovingly bullied into taking a break. I'm aware this has been written a million times but it is one of my favorite things.

- spiral!sasha AU

- extinction martin go brrrrr

- high school era timsasha. they've both been friends for years, and everyone always asks when they will be a couple. they decide to fake date, to prove everyone wrong and show what a bad couple they would be. turns out that's a bit trickier than they thought

- after sasha comes back, tim is broken. he can't let go, scared that if he looks away for even a minute he'll lose her again. sasha suggests shibari as a way for him to give up control

- sasha pov mag 19 au, sacrificing herself to save the others, knows that if she gives herself up to the not!them it will let the others live

- this is the "tim finds a polaroid of sasha" trope

- early archives days,, long nights in research,,, clothes sharing,, somft. late nights and falling asleep at their desks warm and safe in the other's presence

- two parts: timsasha as kids, each picking a constellation that is "theirs". just soft kid antics. tim at sasha's grave glancing up to see their constellations

- continuing your job’s a joke (you’re broke)

DC Comics

- TIMSTEPH HADESTOWN AU,,,

- my redacted fic for @batfam-big-bang​

- request for you to get a decent amount of sleep? serious answer, dickkori, SAL's Venus

- request 4/? timsteph morning after 👀 mayhaps?

- a concept: nonbinary stephanie brown

- teehee hi mom, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, but can i request damian angst for your accomplishments 100 followers?

- hi you can ignore my first request if you want, or you can ignore this one. but bls possibly write some bikini ra’s? -the bikini bitch

- request 27/? jay is asking through me for a jondami playlist but tbh i also want it so win win yk?

- "I don't know how to help you but I can help you find someone who does" with bruce and jason? im just craving bruce being a good day to jason for once

- “I am putting you in time out because you need to understand the consequences of your actions.” with steph and jason as dumbass disaster bi best friends pretty please?

- request 32/? timsteph patrol date!!!

- request 33/? timsteph *gala* date? mayhaps??

- request 37/? tim drake drabble but make it Edgy cai

- request 39/? drabble of a prank war between tim and damian

- joyfire cuddly fluff please? or like just any outlaw fluff if joyfire isnt your thing (feel free to add every member of the outlaws, dont feel like u gotta stick with jason, kori, roy i love them all)

- barbara and robin! jason fluff? bonding over books or something?

- request 62/? i need a drabble about the chaotic trio jason, tim, and steph i'm love them ty

- request 63/? batfam x mcu crossover. batfam meets ironfam. give me ALL the cliches. ALL OF THEM

- request 64/? young justice x young avengers - jay cuz idk SHIT about the young avengers

- request 66/? jondami moodboard pls and ty

- request 67/? timsteph moodboard!!!!!!

- request 69/? HEHEHE kinky 😏 i would v much like a timsteph drabble of the almost first time. does that make sense? like i don't want you to go all the way NSFW cuz i know that's against the rules and i'm a rule follower. but like they *almost* go all the way. this could be fade to black or some shit i don't care just make it a lil steamy and have Fun

- i request damian angst! all of it

- hmm... maybe i request? jondami?

- mayhaps,,,,some batfam,,,,,committing crimes? ily be gay do crime <3 - lu

- How about a ficlet with Steph and Cass?

Found Family Bingo Prompts

- no powers au

- tunnel

- first day

- join the club

- hurt/comfort

- experiment

- playing favorites

- hold on

- possession

- 10 o’clock

- singing

- road

- snitch

- curfew

- timer

- fantasy au

- zombie au

- dreams

- campfire

- are you okay

- movie night

- games

- scared

Miscellaneous

- a request: Write A Drabble, Coward

- is it too late to request a moodboard for me?

- request 20/? i’m going off book because i’m in a Chaotic Mood™️ can you just absolutely vibe check me like go off cai demolish me

- request 21/? i formally request that you pick a favorite cai. i don’t care what that favorite pertains to, just pick a favorite something

- request 23/? roast me

- request 24/? can i have a buzzfeed unsolved spoopy playlist but spoiler alert it’s not spoopy bc shane doesn’t believe does this make sense it has been a Day™️

- request 25/50 i want a jake and amy fic make it Soft cai i’m love them b99 is so good

- request 28/? i know nothing about the lord of the rings so make something that will confuse the shit out of me

- request 34/? malvie and jaylos moodboards 😈

- request 35/? a moodboard for the bbb mods!! perceive all of us!!!

- request 36/? moodboard for the tua mods too???? mayhaps??

- request 41/? doctor WHO? idk but i want a drabble of him and the one character i know from doctor who which is rose

- request 46/? make an alignment meme with our group, have fun!!!

- request 49/? i want you to kin assign me a character from every fandom you can/want to. go feral

- request 50!!!!/? this is a special request. the most special request. can you make a bastards tbh playlist? i want our vibes encapsulated. i want us in music form. i want to hear those songs and be like "that's me and cai" and smile.

- requests 51/? i know jack shit about good omens. explain it to me in the most confusing way possible. make me know less by the end than i know now

- request 53/? can you write a mel aesthetic? i'm Curious

- request 54/? give me a list of book recs cai i want some good book recs pls

- request 56/? edit a picture of US together too

- request 58/? oooh can i have a disney edit? like. hm. i just really love disney and i want anything to do with disney. like a quote or an aesthetic or an aesthetic edit i just want disney.

- request 59/? i would v much like a recipe for carbonara. i've never had it but it sounds fucking delicious

- request 60/? ooh hey can i get a makeup tutorial? i know you like makeup, i'm shit at doing makeup. teach me

- request 65/? i need the most emo playlist you can make that vibes with dear evan hansen thank you

- request 68/? i want a superwholock moodboard. this can be serious, with the actual fandoms in mind, or literally what the era felt like. the insanity. the horror.

- request 70/? ooh ooh ooh do you have a good bread recipe?? i wanna get that bread

- request 71/? i want a playlist with the vibes of summoning a demon. please don't ask questions. i don't have answers. and if i do, no i don't.

- For the requests, how about writing something based on a friend?

- request 75/? MMMM i want literally anything to do with natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812

- request 76/? i want some healthy recipes. help a girl out

- a feral bbb quote or two?

- you perceive my plant but now I dare thee to perceive mine own visage

- okay this is a two for one request. 1. you did the bee movie script so now we need a shrek two script edit 2. sleep please

- Pansexual mb for my lil queer soul?

- my (probably) final request is just for you to ramble about something, i don't really care what

- HI ILY CONGRATS AS WELL CAUSE IM LATE BUT CONGRATS. could i request a pirates of the caribbean (or just pirates) or whatever you what to do, free range.

- mood board for the beluga whales who got brought to the animal sanctuary in Iceland please?

- 100 follower request: Moodboard for my stuffed cow Oaky?

[oasiswithmyg]

🎮 30 Questions Tag Game 🎮

Tagged by @siredsong 💕 thank you so much for the tag !

name/nickname: Shaan (it's my nickname, I have too many from my family 🥺)

star sign: Sagittarius

height: 5'4 (shortest in my fam 😔)

birthday: December ( I love winter ❄️)

favorite band: oh god where do I start ? BTS, GOT7, MonstaX, Twice, ONEUS, KARD , Chase Atlantic, The neighborhood, They, kda and many more

time: 12:40 pm

favorite solo artist: hold on, let me get my list - Leah Kate, Chung ha, doja cat, Hwa Sa, Ina wroldsen, Dua Lipa, Amalee(her anime covers are so beautiful) Lil Nas x, The weekend, Ariana Grande, CL, Alec Benjamin, Stephen, Nico Collins, Eric Nam, Natti Natasha, Adam Lambert, Peter Hollens, iamnotshane and many many more

song stuck in your head: OHMAMI - Chase Atlantic, because of that one video with biker JK 🥵

last movie you watched: The Boss Baby - Family business ( the movie wasn't all that great but the babies were so cute !)

free space!: I have an obsession. No it's not otome or games, it's charms ✨ Acrylic Charms of characters to be exact ! I'll probably make a tiny post with it

last show: LoKi ! Omg one my character crush from when I was 10 years old. I loved his character so much and this show made me love him more 💕 ( but no I do not, at any cost ship him with Slyvie 😣)

when i created this blog: hahaha this is gonna sound crazy but I have been here since 2013 August, I know it's crazy I haven't left yet but I was just a wee little baby that didn't know anything and was fascinated by Tumblr. It actually almost when I liked BTS, since they just debuted but I wasn't big on them yet. But I loved them more and more as time went on

what i post: Just dumb posts if I actually post something 🤣 but I like to reblog and read whatever fanfics possible ! I also make moodboards but I never like to post cause I'm what you call ✨ shy ✨

last thing i googled: itch.io ! It's an amazing site, you can download it for games and I love their visuals novel with different game Devs, my favourite is "When The Night Comes" by Lunaris games and omg it is beautiful visual novel, it's paid but it's so worth it, previously they didn't have voice actors now they revamped it and its gonna come out at the end of this month !

other blogs: @otome-wifey it's just my blog for 2d Bois I can never obtain 😣❤️

do i get asks?: Not really ? Lmao Cause I ain't that interesting, but if anyone ever does, I would love to answer !

why i chose my url?: Sit back cause this is a bit long lol, my first url was Honeycutelove, don't ask why I chose that, my dumb 12 year old self was never good at making users names. Then I kept it up till 2018-19 ? Then I finally changed it to sonderkook, cause I really loved the meaning of Sonder which is "the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" and of course I loved Jk soo I put them together ! Then I stumbled upon @hxseok-honee blog and found her fics, I'm not kidding when I say I actually became confident to actually come out and send asks as main, rather than in anon. Her fics made me love Yoongi so much(I already did but damn) and I wanted something to showcase that looking or reading about Yoongi gave me a sense of security or refuge, and oasis was the perfect word, cause finding Yoongi in the world was like finding an oasis in the dessert (sorry I'm cheesy hehe)

following: oh god I follow a lot of people and I can not think of counting nor naming but every single person that I follow I love them with my whole heart

followers: I think 117 ? I don't really keep a count since honestly I don't really mind followers, I'm just surprised people actually follow me, but Thank you so much ❤️ you guys are wonderful 💕

average hours of sleep: haha sleep ? God knows I can't sleep well, but if I felt really tired I would get max 6 hours, on bad days 2-3 hours and on good days I get a full 8 hours if I'm lucky though 😖💤

lucky number: 6 ! I never know though I like different numbers at different times

instruments: I used to play the keyboard for a while but I just wasn't feeling it then but I might try out guitar in the future !

what am i wearing?: A baggy shirt and shorts, they're comfy !!

dream job: I actually wanted to be a detective ! But I ended up in engineering 😖 ehh it's ok, I'm still in college though

favorite food: Hmm I cannot pick for the life of me but I do tend to lean bit to spicy food, but I love sweet drinks ! Like milkshakes and stuff

tea or coffee: Coffee everyday and everytime, don't get me wrong I love a good cup of tea, like jasmine tea or Masala tea(Indian tea) but coffee is my blood

nationality: American ! But I live somewhere else now 👀 can't say where tho 👀

favorite song: oh dear lord I cannot pick, but if I had to it would be Begin -JK , cause that song truly captures his love for his hyungs 🥺❤️ and Daechwita cause Y O O N G I 💕

last book i read: Norse Mythology - Neil Gaiman (still reading it though)

top three fictional universes i would like to live in: I have hundreds but, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson and The Mortal Instruments

I'm tagging @moresarcasm @casnextdoor and @deepseavibez 💕

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advice on writer’s block from a struggling writer ™

here just some things i do to get rid of it. i‘m sorry this post got so long sksksksk

find the cause. sometimes you feel stuck because the scene doesn’t feel right or something else is off. go back. very often the problem is about 10 lines back bc the setting isn‘t right or something a character said lead to a discussion that doesn‘t make any sense (i think there‘s a tumblr post about this somewhere). the line you‘re trying to write isn‘t always the difficulty, but the lines leading up to it.

my personal favourite: grab a pen and paper. it doesn’t always work of course, but writing by hand improves memory recall and your brain manages to connect the words better than while typing. especially if it‘s hard to focus or you don‘t know why it‘s not working, this might be the one for you

write to one person. this one actually comes from john steinbeck. forget the audience, forget the pressure to write something that will please everyone, and write to only one person. a friend, a family member, an imaginary person—doesn‘t matter.

outline your next scene. sometimes you just don‘t know how to continue and need to make sure you have the picture in your head—so if this is hard, start with a rough description like „hero attacks villain, villain dies“ and then add details, „hero attacks villain with sword and hits villain in chest, villain goes to the ground, coughs and dies“ and by adding details wherever you can, at some point the description will tell you pretty much what you have to write. since it‘s your first draft you may not even have to think about phrasing it perfectly. (note: this is a great way also for absolute pantsers who normally don‘t outline bc it‘s just that one scene!!)

alternatively: roughly write what happens in the scene so you remember and skip it before properly writing it. some scenes are hard and you‘ll get stuck. move on and come back later

alternatively pt 2: work on the outline of your wip!! work on the worldbuilding, the characters, their development, fix some plot holes. there’s always something to fix or improve. if you can’t find anything, just make up some details about your world, your ocs—their appearances, their personalities, their quirks and habits. some posts to help: 1, 2, 3, or this website. or create moodboards for your wip/ocs, playlists, drawings. sometimes that’s when inspiration hits you

take a break. seriously. i know everyone says that but if you‘re stuck, you might want to look at everything from a different perspective by taking a step back, letting some time pass and coming back later. sometimes it‘s not even about the wip but about your brain being a clogged mess after hours of desperately trying

for example: go for a walk or run. do sports. play a game. read a book. watch a movie or two. listen to music. get your blood flowing or your inspiration, your choice

just write. i usually hate this piece of advice, but you might want to try it using a website like this that makes you write and write and write non stop (up to a set word goal). don‘t obsess over the right words to choose, editing is easier when there‘s something to edit. the website above is cute because your avatar fights a monster while you write hehe

write something else. that could be a piece of writing of a different length and/or structure, a poem, a song, a drabble or blurb, or you could write a letter, a journal, really anything. it doesn’t have to be about your wip, it’s just to get some words out.

work on a different project. if nothing’s working, it might be because you’ve been stuck on this one wip for too long. take a break where you don’t stop writing, but work on something else, so you’re still practising.

go to a public place like a coffee shop, a library, really anywhere with other people, to guilt yourself into writing. or maybe you find inspiration there. obviously doesn’t work for everyone.

work with goals. set small goals and let them grow into bigger ones step by step. at first you want to write three words. now might as well finish the sentence. you know what? now it’s four lines. then it’s fifty words. push yourself further until the words come flowing out naturally

that‘s it that‘s all i got

[shinwonsaysomething]

"Don't worry. These are for free" - Adachi Yuto 

Request by @yutos-laugh: It’s me again hehe :)) I was hoping you could write another one of those Victorian fanfics (and perhaps a moodboard too?) with Yuto! I loved the one with jinho so much!! I love the Victorian era and oof just everything about that fic was amazing, as expected of our amazing, diligent writer-nim!!! Thank you so much for sharing your amazing creations with us!!!  Words: 1.4K Genre: Romance, OneShot

"Good evening, gentlemen. How can I help you?" you say while drying of some beer glasses. "Y/N it is always such a gift to see you. Can you get us some beers love?" the workers say. "You bet your ass I can". You are the daughter of the bar near the factory. After work time the workers always come here to drink their money away. Not necessary because they want to, but also they have too. Your father made a deal with the boss of the factory. The workers are only allowed to drink and buy stuff at stores or bars that are working together with their company. In your eyes this seems so unfair, because the big guys only get the money back. But sadly that is how it worked.

As a girl you are actually not allowed to work as a bartender, but it makes this bar more crowded than all the others. The men that visit often know you well. Your father is getting to old to work, that is why you took over his job. "Here you go guys, 5 beers. Can I get you anything else?". "Your promise to marry me, maybe". "Ow Carl, what would your wife think of that". All the man laugh. "You make a hard day at work, so much better" one of the man say. Everyday is like this. They are very flirty and touchy when they are drunk, but you don't mind because there is a bar between you and the men. You also know that they don't mean it in a bad way and your wit is something that makes their day a bit better.

More workers arrive. "Good evening Y/N! Looking beautiful today, what is the occasion? ". You laugh and greet the man. "Good evening William! I knew you were coming so I through on my prettiest dress. I am glad you like it. What can I get you and the other men". Your eyes go over the whole group of workers he brought along. Sadly no sight of Yuto.

Yuto is one of the younger workers at the factory. He doesn't talk much but something about him makes you want to learn more about him. He is not from England like most of the workers. People call him Adachi. It is probably his last name, you figured. Ever since he came to this bar you had an eye on him and some of the workers knew, even though you didn't tell them. They noticed that instead of sass, you were genuinely sweet to him. Some were jealous and some found it sweet.

William calls out his order and looks if he got all the orders right. "Hey where is Adachi?" William says to the men. At that moment a tall Japanese man walks in. "Adachi! There you are! What do you want to drink" William says.  "anything stronger than beer will do" he says and laughs. "A tough day huh?" you say to him as he sits down at your bar. "You have no idea Miss" you can see his cheeks are red, probably because of the hard work. "Please, you can call me Y/N, like everybody else". He smiles and says "Y/N, Can I get a whiskey please". Making Yuto smile is something you love to do. His eyes light up and he tries to cover up his smile. "Sure, coming right up".

Earlier that night.

"So Adachi. Are you going to the bar as well tonight?" William says as he  turns of the last machine. "I am not sure" Yuto mumbles. "Ow now you are getting nervous? What about your whole 'I am going to make her mine' attitude?" William says and smirks. Yuto is quiet, but William sees his cheeks are getting red. "Trust me, she totally likes you too. You just have to go for it". "I don't think so". "You will only see when you try it". Other workers join Yuto and William in the changing room of the factory. "Carl, you know Y/N right?" William asks. "Yeah The girl at the bar "Smiling bear". Of course, everybody knows her here". "And would you agree if I said she has a crush on Yuto?". Carl and some other man laugh, they didn't notice Yuto was sitting behind William.  "Totally. The only one that didn't notice it, is Yuto himself" Carl says and notices Yuto. "Ow Yuto. I didn't know you were here to". "No it is fine, Carl. That is what he needed to hear". Yuto smiles. "Okay, I will drop by the bar tonight".

Present.

"Here you go, love. One whiskey" You say and put the glass in front of Yuto. You notice some man are laughing and teasing Yuto. You have no idea what it is about this time, but the man are always teasing and joking around. You ignore them and continue with your job. Most of the men leave to go back to their family or home, all on different times. Some stay until 12 am and some already left around dinner time. You have cleaned most of glasses by now, but still have a lot to do before you close the bar. It is empty, except for you... and Yuto. Yuto never stays this long. He was more talkative than usual. You find it odd, but also very nice. His voice is very low and lovely to listen to.

"Are you closing soon?" Yuto asks and stands up from his barstool. "Yeah, well.. "soon" is a big word. I have a lot to do, before I can close up" you say and sigh. "Can I help?" Yuto asks. "No, I can't ask from a customer to help me clean". Yuto smiles "And what if I did it as a friend?". Your heart drops when he says "friend". You try not to show your disappointment and smile "Are you sure?". "Yes. But only if you would do something for me too". "Ow and what might that be" you ask. "I will answer that after we cleaned the bar".

Yuto helps you out with cleaning the floor while you clean the kitchen. You talk about everything and nothing while cleaning to kill some time. Yuto cleans the tables and puts the chairs on them so he can clean the floor under them as well. You are done with the kitchen and just rest against the door post to look at Yuto. He is a hard worker, even after a long day of work. You smile when he notices you. "All done" he says proudly and puts the cleaning stuff back in the closet. You walk back to the bar and grab two glasses. "Don't worry. These are for free" you say and put another glass of whiskey in front of Yuto. He laughs and thanks you.

You walk over to him and sit on a barstool next to him. Yuto smiles. "Cheers". You take a big sip and look at Yuto. "So now you got to tell me what I have to do in return". Yuto looks at his glass. He sighs and takes a very big sip. He puts the glass back down and turns to you. His cheeks are more red than before. You are sure it is not the work or the alcohol. "I would like a kiss in return”. You look surprised. Yuto looks back at his glass, regretting what he just said. You smile fondly at his shyness and you move closer to him. You want to kiss his cheek, but all of sudden Yuto turns his head. "I am sor-" is the only thing you hear before your lips touch his. Shocked, both of you pull away.

You can't help but laugh and Yuto joins you. "I think we need to do that over again" you say. Yuto nods, this time prepared. He kisses you softly. "See much better". "I still don't think it is enough to make up for all your hard work and helping me at the bar" you say. "What did you have in mind" Yuto ask. "You stay over for dinner at my place next Saturday. I will make you the best meal you ever had. I think that would make up for your hard work". "Saturday it is then". "Also" you kiss him again "I will expect more of those". Yuto smiles and kisses you. "Don't worry. These are for free".

[bvidzsoo]

Make me feel

     I am so in love with this moodboard, thank you @everythinkpop

 Author: bvidzsoo

 Warning: light swearing, smut

 Pairing: Oh Sehun x female reader

 Word count: 11, 598

 Summary: Oh Sehun, a successful business man, divorced with a daughter. Oh Sejeong, Sehun’s daughter, your best friend. You liked Sehun for quite a while, what happens when you drink and he has to brink you home?

 A/N: Bam, and I just dropped a Sehun one shot...this is a one shot, so don’t ask for any other parts, hehe! Okay, I hope you like it and happy reading! Your thoughts are welcomed!

    I think I had been staring at the magazine’s cover for at least ten minutes. But would you blame me when it’s Monday morning, seven o’clock, I’m dead tired, and the man himself on the cover is Oh Sehun. Oh Sehun, 35 years old, CEO of the biggest Travelling Agency in Korea, Yerat Agency...also, my best friend’s, super hot, divorced, dad. I would lie if I said that Sehun is not handsome or I don’t have a crush on him. I know him since I’m small, thanks to Sejeong, her daughter, and me being friends from primary school but I only started seeing Mr. Oh in a different light when I turned thirteen. I remember falling in their garden while I was playing with Sejeong and a few of our other friends and Mr. Oh helped me up, carried me inside the house and treated my wound on my left knee. There’s still a small scar there, barely visible. That was when my crush started on him, seeing him being so caring towards me moved something inside me. I remember him standing close to me, and being so warm that I had the urge to just hug him and never let go of him. Oh Sehun always looked cold, calculated and stern in front of cameras while behind them he was a caring, nice and goofy man...sometimes shy too. It was a side only Sejeong and I got to see.

“Eat this and please…” My mother sighed as she placed the bowl of cereals in front of me “wake up already”

“I’m trying, okay?” I groaned, slowly lifting the spoon and eating its content. I hate Monday mornings, and usually high school but oh well...must survive, right?

“Why did you go to bed so late last night?” Mom raised her eyebrows as she sat down in front of me.

“I didn’t” I lied, shrugging.

“Y/N, the light was on at one am” She glared at me, expecting a real answer. I thought they were asleep?

“Well, I had a project I had to finish” I shrugged, taking another spoonful of my cereals. Okay, and I also helped Sejeong stalk her crush.

“If you knew it was due today, why did you procrastinate?” Mom sighed, taking the magazine I’ve been staring at “You are so lazy, Y/N...What will you do in University?”

“To be a model you don’t need Physics and Chemistry” I shrugged, licking clean the bowl of milk. It was no lie that I am gorgeous. I might sound narcissist, but I really aren’t. I’m just very beautiful and considered modelling from a young age. I took different courses and already got a place at the modelling university I want to attend. A few more months and I will graduate and then I can finally do what I always liked doing. I got praised for my good looks at a young age so my parents decided it would be nice to try and see what happens if I start modelling, turns out I actually enjoyed it and were immediately picked for a smaller agency. Since then I changed at least three agencies, but the one I’m at currently is good enough that it got me to this university. I got my good looks from my parents. They are both drop dead gorgeous so no surprises I turned out good too.

“Look at him” Mom smiled fondly at the cover “He grew to be a successful man. I am happy for him” Mom and dad are good friends with Mr. Oh due to Sejeong and me being friends for such long time. When we were young, Mr. Oh’s company was still small, but with time it turned out to be the best and biggest in that field.

“Well, Mr. Oh always worked hard” I shrugged, getting up from the table and placing the bowl in the sink “He deserves all the recognition he gets now”

“That’s indeed true, Y/N” Mom nodded with a small smile, eyes still on the magazine, reading the words that were said by Mr. Oh and typed down.

“Sejeong sent me a message that she’s here, so I will go” I grabbed my backpack and pecked mom’s check. Before I could make it out the kitchen, I was pulled back by mom, rolling her eyes.

“What” I asked confused, looking around.

“Did you even look in the mirror this morning?” She scoffed, standing in front of me.

“For ten seconds? Probably” I muttered, looking down at myself. My shirt was un-tucked from my skirt, making me look like a mess.

“I swear to god, Y/N—” Mom sighed, arranging my uniform for me. I giggled thanking her and walking to the front door with her on my tails.

“You know I’m usually a messy person” I winked at her.

“If the cameras saw—scandalous!” She teased me with a laugh when I glared at her.

“I know when to be professional” I said smugly, opening the door and walking outside.

“Thanks god, otherwise I don’t know what I’d do with you” Mom leaned against the doorframe and watched me walk up to the gold Porsche Cayenne, that was Sejeong’s car. Okay, not hers, her father’s, but it still counts as hers. Mom waved at me as I got inside the car.

“Morning, Mr. Kim, Sejeong” I greeted the driver, Mr. Oh’s personal assistant and most trusted man.

“How many times did I tell you to call me Minseok?” He sighed, shaking his head.

“Sorry, it feels weird” I chuckled, side hugging Sejeong as she smiled at me.

“And you make me feel old” Minseok chuckled “That’s not nice, Y/N”

“I’ll try harder” I bowed my head at him, making the cat eyed man grin.

“Why do you look dead?” Sejeong asked laughed, nudging my side.

“Is it that visible?” I groaned, leaning against the seat.

“Yes” Minseok spoke from the driver’s seat, making me pout.

“I stayed up late because I had a project to finish and…” I grinned at Sejeong “someone wanted me to stalk their crush”

“Sejeong!” Minseok exclaimed as the car stopped at a red light “You are stalking Jongin again?”

“No!” Sejeong exclaimed embarrassed.

“Yes, she’s at the stalking phase again” I nodded, rubbing my eyes a bit. I don’t wear usually make up, only if it’s a must.

“Don’t let Sehun know” Minseok chuckled, looking at me through the rear view mirror “He’ll take her phone away again and then you won’t be sleeping for a long time”

“I’d rather not repeat that incident” I shivered at the memory. A few months ago I accidentally told Mr. Oh that Sejeong is stalking her crush and he took her phone away for at least three weeks. Those three weeks I barely got sleep thanks to Sejeong...she kept calling me in the middle of the night from Minseok’s phone and told me to see if Jongin posted anything new on his social medias. It was indeed a nightmare.

“Yeah, you better not tell dad if you don’t want to get locked up in my room” Sejeong threatened with a small glare, making me smile at her with wide eyes. You don’t want to get locked up in the devil’s room, trust me.

    “Y/N, wake up” A hand shook my shoulders, making me frown. No, I don’t want to wake up. I want to sleep.

“Its lunch time, wake up” What? I slept all history class? Holy mother! I slowly raised my head only to be met with Kyungsoo’s wide eyes.

“Great, you woke up” He smiled at me, patting my head.

“Yeah” I mumbled, stretching my back as I got up from the chair “Can I go home now?”

“You know we have three more classes” Kyungsoo laughed, waiting for me to take my bag.

“What!” I exclaimed, bumping into my desk “Three more classes!”

“Be quiet” Kyungsoo frowned and glanced around, he never liked too much attention.

“But—I don’t want to stay here for three more classes” I whined, taking my bag from Kyungsoo.

“I don’t think anyone wants to” Kyungsoo shrugged “But now hurry up”

“Don’t hurry me” I groaned, shaking my head “I still haven’t woken up”

“Then wake up” Kyungsoo scoffed, dodging a few students that were playing around in the hallway. I ran into someone, mumbling an apology and hurrying after Kyungsoo.

“I can’t even open my eyes normally” I whispered, resting my hand on Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

“Y/N, Mr. Oh is here” Kyungsoo suddenly stopped walking, making me run into him.

“What! Where? Why!” I raised my head so suddenly it started spinning. I looked around, suddenly feeling more awake than ever. There was no one here, trust me, I can recognize Mr. Oh’s body from miles away.

“Welcome among the alive ones” Kyungsoo grinned at me, taking my hand and walking to the Cafeteria.

“Shithead” I muttered, letting myself get dragged. Kyungsoo laughed as he sent a flying kiss my way before opening the Cafeteria doors. Kyungsoo was the only one that knew about my crush on Oh Sehun. I’m glad he’s the only one that knows, because he never teases me about it. He was pretty surprised when he found out, I drank a little bit too much and he was near me so I told him, but nevertheless never told anyone.

“You woke up?” Sejeong smiled at me as I sat down beside her.

“Yep”

“Thank you, Kyungsoo” She smiled at him as he nodded with a small smile.

“Oh, Y/N!” Sejeong exclaimed, placing her Yoghurt down “Dad is doing a photo shooting at the time we finish school so I want to stop by, are you coming with me?”

“Yeah, sure” I shrugged “And after we go to your house, right?”

“Yes, that’s how we initially planned” Sejeong grinned “But I want to see dad in action, it’s not like he’ll mind”

“I’m sure he won’t” I smiled at her “He loves her little daughter”

“I’m not little” Sejeong whined “And he likes you too—Kyungsoo! Do you want to come?”

“I’d love to, but I have tutoring” He smiled apologetically.

“Next time” Sejeong grinned as Kyungsoo nodded. Seems like I’ll attend an exclusive photo shooting of Oh Sehun.

    Indeed after school we were brought to the place where Mr. Oh was making the photo shoot. It was an inside shooting, and the building was huge. I’ve been to buildings like this before, but they never cease to amaze me. Minseok led us to the room where the shooting was with a smile on his face. Sejeong and I were carrying two bags of food we picked up on our way here. After all, we couldn’t come with empty hands. Not when Mr. Oh always took care of the both of us, it was only nice if we returned the favour.

“Here” Minseok grinned as he opened the double gray doors, stepping aside and letting us enter. Sejeong had a bounce in her steps as she entered, proud to see her father. I understand what she feels, both my parents are lawyers and whenever I see them succeeding in a case, I can’t help but be full of pride. Suddenly, the scenery was all too familiar for me. The white background where Mr. Oh was posing, the lightning that was placed on him. The photographer and the staff behind the computers monitoring the pictures, while others were sitting on the high chairs and making sure everything looked perfect on Mr. Oh. The staff greeted us and a nice lady led us to a smaller table with chairs where we could place the food and our school bags.

“Are you Mr. Oh’s daughter?” She asked, turning to Sejeong. She nodded and respectfully introduced herself.

“Hello, my name is Jung Y/N” I respectfully bowed when it was my turn.

“Oh, are you perhaps Mr. Oh’s wife?” I choked on my own saliva when I heard the question and Sejeong started laughing so loudly, even Mr. Oh glanced at us. I caught his eyes before quickly looking back at the confused lady in front of me.

“I’m—I’m not—”

“Her! My mother!” Sejeong laughed louder “She is my best friend, Miss Park” That was the lady’s name.

“Oh—Oh, I—” She blushed madly, bowing low “I’m sorry, Miss Jung. You look more mature than your age shows, I thought that maybe—”

“Are you a reporter?” Finally recovering from my shock, I raised my eyebrows suspiciously at her. It wasn’t hidden that at shootings like this reporters would sneakily get in, pretend to be part of the staff and collect shady information about the respective person.

“What” Miss Park chuckled, bringing a strand of hair behind her ear “No, of course not. I’m a staff member—”

“Are you?” I smirked, taking a step closer to her “Because usually people tell me I look younger than my age, not make me at least ten years older. If you are here to collect negative information about Mr. Oh, I suggest you leave. He is a nice man, so it won’t be an easy work”

“Wow” Miss Park breathed out, a smirk breaking on her lips “How did I get caught so easily” Sejeong stared at me surprised, eyes wide.

“I work in this field, so of course I know” I smiled at Minseok, who heard everything “Mr. Kim, I think you won’t have a problem showing her way out?”

“Of course not, Y/N” He smiled at me as he grabbed Miss Park’s arm and started pulling her away.

“Have a nice day, girls” She waved at us with a smirk, making me roll my eyes. Sejeong caught my hands, turning me towards her.

“How did you know?” She asked, a breath leaving her lips.

“Oh, please” I scoffed, rolling my eyes “Do I look like someone’s wife? People usually assume I’m sixteen if not fifteen, not that I’m anywhere close to your father’s age”

“Well, that’s true” Sejeong nodded, eyes focused on my face “Now that you say, you really do look young”

“I know” I giggled, gripping her hands back “I have a baby’s face”

“It’s thanks to your beauty” Sejeong pouted and I squeezed her hands.

“When you have a handsome father like yours, don’t even think of not being beautiful” I smiled at her “You got good genes, Sejeong”

“My father is handsome, huh?” She grinned as she started pulling me closer to the cameras from where we could see Mr. Oh clearly.

“Well, I’m not blind” I shrugged, acting like it was nothing. That man was fucking handsome, okay? Minseok joined us right as we stopped beside the photographer, and gave me a big grin.

“That was cool” He laughed “I wondered if you’ll realize”

“What? That she was a reporter?” I chuckled, turning to Minseok.

“Yes” He nodded, chuckling “I realized the moment I saw she didn’t have a name tag like all the other staff members”

“She’s probably an amateur” I giggled as Minseok nudged my shoulders with a grin. Finally, I turned my attention towards Mr. Oh, regretting it immediately. He was wearing an orange bomber jacket, and black jeans that fit extremely well on his slim waist. A gold necklace, with a golden ring around his neck. My question is though, where the hell is the t-shirt?! He was literally wearing nothing underneath the jacket. Mr. Oh was smiling brightly at Sejeong, making her wave at him.

“Sejeong, what kind of shooting is this?” I turned towards my friend, raising my eyebrows.

“Oh, well” She chuckled, looking at me “He said he wanted to show a different side of him—The Cool CEO—as he said”

“Actually, I think—” Minseok cleared his throat beside us “He just wanted to show off those chocolate abs” Well no shit Sherlock...I can see those abs too, but not too well since the jacket is covering it. Thanks god.

“I think you have better abs, Minseok” Sejeong giggled as Minseok winked at her.

“And you know because—” I wriggled my eyebrows at them, making Minseok glare at me and Sejeong blush.

“We have a pool, you know” Sejeong muttered “And when Minseok has nothing to do we go swimming together”

“So, of course she saw my abs” Minseok scoffed, giving me a smirk “Do you expect me to swim with a t-shirt or perhaps are jealous that Sejeong gets to see them and you not?”

“God, no” I laughed, pushing Minseok’s chest as he got closer to mock me “I’m content with having to see your face daily”

“Yah” Minseok flicked my forehead, making me hiss. He chuckled, turning back to watch the shooting. The photographer asked Mr. Oh to change positions. He was laying on his right side, head resting in his big palm, facing the camera. Once again, we made eyes contact as a smirk appeared on his face. Was I delusional or was he really smirking at me? He did smirk at me more times, making me internally die, but he was never so open about it.

“That’s perfect!” The photographer exclaimed, making me jump. I got too focused on staring at Mr. Oh, making me embarrassed. The smirk remained on his face as he pulled the jacket further apart, making me want to droll. His wife was stupid to leave such man like Oh Sehun. He turned on his back, his chiseled abs and chest on full display. The photographer liked it a lot as he exclaimed again, encouraging him to keep going. Mr. Oh looked at the camera, finally breaking our staring contest.

“No, don’t look at the camera” The photographer instructed “If you look away, it will look sexier—and raise a bit on your forearms” And as he was told, he did that. However, his gaze landed on me again, and he bit his lower lips, making me weak at the knees. If this man knew what he was doing to me, god...I smiled encouragingly at him, masking all my internal dying. He chuckled, rolling his eyes at the back of his head, running a hand down his jaw. I swallowed and looked away a little bit, was all of that necessary? Why was he doing it? Of course, he was doing what he thought was good, because he obviously doesn’t know about me liking him...I don’t wish for him to find out, that would be just so wrong.

“Wow, I gotta admit” Sejeong whispered in my ear, chuckling a little “I never saw my father being this sexy”

“Everything has its time” Minseok chuckled on my other side. I faked a small laugh, trying to play off the sudden hot feeling I got all over me. It feels like he’s doing it on purpose, but then again...he doesn’t have one. The photographer praised him as Mr. Oh bit his thumb, looking into the camera.

“That’s amazing, Mr. Oh you are doing so well!” The photographer exclaimed, motioning for him to stand up “We will take a little break, until you change into your next outfit. Also, I have a question—did we call a female model?”

“No, we didn’t, sir” The assistant told the photographer, making him frown “Mr. Oh asked for a single photo shoot”

“Ah, I see” The photographer nodded, tapping his jaw “Mr. Oh, would you mind if you’d pose with a woman for a few shots? I think it would add to your look nicely”

“If you say that it adds to my looks, Mr. Byun—sure” Mr. Oh smiled, nodding as he adjusted his bomber jacket, still not properly covering his front body.

“Can we call in anyone?” Mr. Byun turned towards his assistant.

“No, sorry, Baekhyun” She shook her head, looking at the papers in her hands “Are all busy and we could call Yeri, but you know how she is if it’s not an appointment”

“No, please don’t call Yeri” Mr. Byun frowned “I’m not in the mood to deal with her—It means we need to find somebody from here” Sejeong’s head whipped in my direction and before I knew it, she was tapping the photographer’s shoulder.

“Excuse me, sir” She bowed at him “I’m Oh Sejeong, Sehun’s daughter. My best friend, Jung Y/N is actually a model, do you think she could pose with my father?”

“May I see her?” My eyes were ready to fall out of their place when I heard what Sejeong said. Me...posing with Mr. Oh? Did God finally decide to kill me? I stepped forward, bowing at the photographer.

“Hello, I’m Jung Y/N” I smiled a little at him, feeling more eyes on me. Mr. Oh was behind me, standing beside Minseok.

“Wow” Mr. Byun breathed out “Your visuals are no joke, you are very pretty”

“Thank you” I chuckled, bowing a little. I’m not really affected since I hear it a lot.

“Well, I guess you know Mr. Oh?”

“Yes”

“Then it won’t be a problem doing a few pictures with him, right?” Mr. Byun smiled at me cutely, making me return the smile.

“Of course”

“Amazing, Jisoo, take her to the changing rooms” Mr. Byun walked away, taking his camera with him.

“I’ll come and take you to the changing rooms in a bit, I just have to inform the stylists” I nodded at the girl as she hurriedly walked away.

“Why did you do that!” I whisper shouted at Sejeong, making her roll her eyes.

“You’ll get noticed by many companies, trust me...Besides, it’s just my dad” And that’s the problem, it’s just your dad! She patted my shoulder and ran in her father’s arms, hugging him.

“Dad, you look so cool dressed like this” She smiled at Mr. Oh, patting his naked chest.

“Thank you, darling” His deep voice was refreshing to hear.

“Hello, Mr. Oh” I bowed, making him smile and greet me back. I definitely just imagined him smirking at me, he couldn’t have done that.

“Dad, we brought food” Sejeong said excited “Let’s eat together after you are done”

“Sure, did you pay for the food?” Mr. Oh raised his eyebrows.

“Y/N insisted she buys” Sejeong shrugged, making me nod.

“That’s true, you bought us food many times...It’s only fair if we pay you back”

“You don’t have to bother, Y/N” Mr. Oh chuckled “I don’t need you to repay anything for me”

“Miss Jung, let’s get you changed” The assistant appeared beside me, making me jump. I nodded and quickly followed her to the changing rooms.

Forty five minutes later, I was done. I was dressed in an orange, comfortable, puffy turtle neck and a black jumpsuit that was roomy. The jumpsuit had normal straps with a square neck that stops right above the breasts, the sides cut out, having wide leg trousers. The sneakers I wore were a shade darker compared to my turtle neck, and the earrings I had were really pretty, dangling, black matching my jumpsuit. My hair was nicely done, barely curled, my bags arranged cutely on my forehead, while on the right side I had my hair pinned behind my ear by many bobby pins that were orange too. My make up was natural looking, brown eyeliner, mascara, of course foundation and a light pink lipstick that gave a nice shine to my smaller lips. The stylist kept praising me for my beauty, making me feel really guilty that I didn’t appreciated it like I was supposed to. It’s just that I hear it so much, that after a time you become like a robot...simply thanking because you already know. It still feels nice, just not like how it felt when I heard them at the beginning.

When I walked back to the shooting scene, there was suddenly silence, making me feel awkward. I was very aware that everyone was staring at me and it was making me really uncomfortable. Sejeong thankfully saw how I actually felt, hiding it behind my small smile.

“Ah, of course” She said with a laugh “My Y/N looking pretty like always!” And then suddenly, everyone went back to their business like nothing happened. I muttered a quiet thanks, walking up to Mr. Byun and Mr. Oh. Mr. Byun was nodding with a big grin, eyes holding fascination while for once, I couldn’t read Mr. Oh’s face. Maybe it was because he looked so blank, he often did that these days, I observed. Hid his feelings while being around me, which really bothered me. But two can play a game, I’m not called the ice queen at high school for nothing.

“You look absolutely breathtaking” Mr. Byun said with a chuckle “How did I get so lucky to meet you?”

“I am the lucky one for meeting you, Mr. Byun” I bowed a little, smiling at him.

“Amazing, your visual really lives up to Mr. Oh’s...I am utterly surprised, this is a visual power couple I got here” He shook his head, chuckling to himself. I tried hiding my blush, turning away and walking to the white canvas. I realized that I was dressed in matching outfit with Mr. Oh. He was wearing dark green pants, with white strips at the sides. A dark green, the same color as the pants, shirt that had the first two buttons undone, showing his well defined collar bones and an orange coat that complemented the look. There was a wide choker around his neck that had all the dark shades of green, still managing to have a shine to it. His sneakers were the same colour as mine. His hair had many hair products, but was done to look messy. He looked breathtaking, not me.

“Stand beside each other, you can do whatever expression you want” I leaned against the white canvas, while Mr. Oh stood a little bit more to the front. I rested one foot on the wall behind me, staring at the camera with a bored look, that I knew still looked charming. Mr. Oh touched the choker around his neck, acting like he adjusted it, then raised his coat and threw it back on his wide shoulders. I watched him, biting my lower lip without realizing, slipping a hand inside my pocket.

“I really like the height difference between the two of you” Mr. Byun commented “Could you stand closer to each other?”

“Sure” Mr. Oh stepped back, and turned towards me.

“Y/N, I want you to turn to the side, place your left hand on Mr. Oh’s chest while leaning towards him, but look at me, okay? Mr. Oh, you should place your hands inside your coat’s pockets” And we did as we were told. Mr. Oh turned his body towards me, hands in his pockets, looking at the camera. My heart was beating so fast when I placed my hand on his chest, I had to yell at myself to stop this childish act already. I am professional and better act like it. I turned my head away before leaning towards him, this closeness already too much for me. I placed my other hand inside my pocket, and parted my lips a little bit, tensing my neck muscles. Mr. Byun kept shouting ‘perfect, stay like that for a little bit, this is really amazing’.

“Mr. Oh, I want you to hold her with your left hand and look at her. Miss Jung, you look down, like you are avoiding his gaze” I nodded and sucked in a big breath when Mr. Oh suddenly gripped my hips firmly. He didn’t pull me towards him, he just gripped me, but it was firm and it felt like he was burning my skin through my clothes. I made the mistake of looking at him, his tongue out and licking his lips. A habit I became familiar throughout all the years I have known him. I quickly looked down, like Mr. Byun instructed and held my breath when Mr. Oh’s breath hit my cheek. I wanted to die right there, it was too much for my poor heart. But I ignored it, there’s no place for my heart when I’m doing a job.

“Now, this is my favourite position—” Mr. Byun giggled “Mr. Oh, stand behind Miss Jung. Place one hand around her like you are hugging her, also I know you two are familiar with each other since Sejeong told me, so please—don’t look stiff. I want it to look normal, like you do it everyday. A back hug won’t kill anyone” No, it will kill me. Thanks to my height, I reach until Mr. Oh’s neck, which is a pretty big height difference. At least, I’m tall enough that I reach higher than his chest, that would be awkward. Mr. Oh stopped behind me and the next second I was pulled into him, his right arm coming around my shoulders. His other hand was in his pocket. I gripped his arm with my right arm, letting the other dangle numbly at my side. That’s how my heart felt, numb from all the erratic beating. Can I actually die? I don’t want that.

“Perfect, I love it. Now, smile for me!” As soon as we started smiling, the camera started flashing, making Mr. Byun grin like a lost puppy. He really looks like a puppy with his cute face and pout when he’s focusing on taking the perfect pictures.

“And for a final one, do something natural” Mr. Byun encouraged us with a smile “It doesn’t matter what you do” Mr. Oh nodded behind me and I let go of his arm, wanting to pull away and just pose in a swaggy way. The clothes were giving me the swaggy feeling, but Mr. Oh had other plans. His orange coat was wrapped around my front body, making me stare up at him in surprise. He held the coat firmly, pushing my body more into his.

“Y/N” He whispered quietly, making me turn my head and look at him.

“What” I whispered back, staring wide eyed into his. He smirked, and suddenly I felt fingers poking my sides. My eyes widened as a small yelp escaped my lips, he knows I’m ticklish! He can’t do that! He knows where to tickle me since whenever we met and I was still small, he would always tickle me. I laughed loudly when his forefinger poked my stomach, my most sensitive point. I heard him chuckle and felt a warm breath against my cheek and heard the camera flashing many times.

“That’s it! I love it!” Mr. Byun exclaimed, when Mr. Oh finally let go of me. I stepped away and breathlessly bowed at him. I turned towards the staff and bowed at them, doing the same for Mr. Byun.

“Thank you for having me” I said a little bit still panting from laughing so much “It was nice working with all of you. Mr. Byun, you are a really amazing photographer” If you think this is my speech I say at each shooting...you are probably right, except I don’t compliment the photographer, only thank his/her hard work, but I really liked Mr. Byun, he has a nice aura around him and isn’t grumpy and old like most are.

“It was our pleasure to have you” Mr. Byun bowed back “Who thought such young girl would know so well what to do”

“I’ve been doing this since I’m five, Mr. Byun” I said with a chuckle, surprising most people who didn’t know me in the room. I have worked with some of the staff from here, so they already knew me.

“You are a born talent, I will make sure to contact you, please leave your phone number at Jisoo” Mr. Byun said with a smile and walked away with two people who monitored the pictures while they were being made. I quickly gave my phone number to Jisoo and went to change back into my school uniform, knowing that after Mr. Oh has changed as well, we would head back to the Oh residency. I did plan after all to spend the day with Sejeong, and we still need to eat the food I bought.

    Friday came around faster than I expected and here I was, in the club celebrating with my friends. Why? Because the magazine was a success, Mr. Oh’s sales went up and I was contacted by a few agencies wanting to get a contract with me. I was so happy, my manager however told each we need time to think, which I think is fair enough. I do need time to decide what I will do. The University will offer me helpful classes but if I have a busy schedule I won’t have time for everything. The pictures used for the magazine in which I posed too were in which Mr. Oh is looking at me and I’m avoiding his gaze and where he tickled me. There was also a little paragraph about our relationship, reflecting that Mr. Oh is indeed a friendly and nice man.

“Ay!” Chanyeol, a friend from high school, exclaimed as we drowned our...well, maybe fifth (?) shot. I laughed as Jongdae, a model and friend of mine, spilled half of the shot on himself. He was already too tipsy for more drinks.

“Dae, stop drinking” I shouted over the loud music, tapping his arm.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine” He chuckled, patting my stomach, obviously missing my hand.

“You are too tipsy already” I reasoned, pulling the cocktail from his reach. Jongdae whined, but didn’t try to take it back, only slumped against the seat and grinned at everyone. Kyungsoo shook his head when we made eye contact.

“Will I have to carry him out again?” He asked, eyebrows raised.

“Hopefully not, but make sure he doesn’t drink anymore” I answered, watching Kyungsoo roll his eyes.

“I’m not his babysitter, you know”

“Come on, Soo” I pouted, leaning over the table.

“Where’s Sejeong when I need her” Kyungsoo faked a cry, resting his chin in his palm.

“Having fun with her dance buddies” I shrugged, leaning back in my seat. That’s true, Sejeong isn’t with us, she left yesterday for a trip with her dance crew and would only be back on Sunday. Pity, I would have liked having her here, but at least she gets to spend time with Jongin.

“Y/N, let’s go dance!” My good friend, Joy, exclaimed pulling Jongdae and Yixing with her. I laughed and grabbed Kyungsoo arm, pulling him up forcefully.

“No, wait! I don’t—” Kyungsoo started protesting “I don’t dance! Y/N!”

“Shut up and just come!” I shouted back, laughing as Joy almost tripped due to Jongdae’s wobbling.

“Why is he so drunk already?” Joy asked, hugging Jongdae in order to help him stand up straight.

“Too many shots” I chuckled, draping an arm around Kyungsoo’s shoulder, thanks to me being a little bit taller.

“Why are you torturing me” Kyungsoo whined, slowly moving along the music.

“It’s fun!” I rolled my eyes, placing my other arm around his shoulder too “And this is not torture! This is having fun like you are supposed to have”

“And what about studying? That sounds fun to me” Kyungsoo sighed, placing his arms around my hips, finally giving in and dancing.

“No, studying is never fun...maybe on week days, but not on a Friday night” I nodded, dancing funnily, making Kyungsoo laugh.

“Why are you dancing like that?” He asked, his plump lips forming a smile “You can dance way better than that”

“Hey, it got you dancing! So I prefer dancing like this” I shrugged, turning Kyungsoo around and pretending to grind on his back. He started laughing loudly, pulling quickly away.

“I’m supposed to do that, not you” He started doing our famous, wipe the window move, and I followed his moves.

“For a few seconds I became a man, did you like it?” I smirked at him, making him shake his head.

“Unfortunately, I think you have it small, I didn’t feel anything” He said with a disappointed face, I gasped playing along.

“Such a bitch” I pushed his chest playfully, making him role his eyes.

“Sorry, babe” He grinned “I think imma find myself a better man”

“There’s no better man than me” I glared at him, making Kyungsoo sigh.

“But I am just watching one, I think imma go and talk to him, babe” Kyungsoo was looking behind me and he turned me around, pointing at a dark haired male. I started laughing loudly when Yixing was standing besides some business man, grinning with a totally lost look in his eyes. His mouth was moving, and he was swaying his hips along the music but no one was paying attention to him. Kyungsoo laughed when Yixing touched the arm of one of the men, making him turn his head at him. My eyes widened when I saw his profile, my heart going into overdrive. Holy shit, no Yixing don’t do that! That was a prosecutor, one of my father’s colleagues. I quickly pushed Kyungsoo aside, making my way through the crowd, pushing people away. Kyungsoo quickly followed after me, looking more confused than ever.

“Yixing” I quickly gripped his forearm, pulling him a bit away “Don’t do that”

“Y/N!” He exclaimed with a smile, trying to hug me but failing miserably.

“Yixing, go back with Kyungsoo to our table, okay?” I smiled kindly at him, knowing that Yixing can get angry quickly when drunk.

“I just made new friends and wanted to speak with them” Yixing pouted as Kyungsoo pulled him away, making sure to get him away from the businessman.

“I am sorry for my friend’s behaviour” I bowed at the prosecutor, making him raise his eyebrows at me “He’s drunk and he gets weird, speaking with random people...Sorry again”

“That was your friend?” Mr. Choi, the prosecutor, laughed “He was funny, he told us about how when a person is born it has the brain of a dinosaur and slowly that starts growing and then—ah, what was it?”

“It becomes more intelligent than a chicken—the boy is really fascinated about dinosaurs” I wanted to face palm. Yixing needs to go home, he is dead drunk. He only speaks about dinosaurs when he is really drunk. The friend of the prosecutor laughed at my face, the one that just said the last comment.

“But girl—aren’t you too young to be inside a club?” The unknown man asked, raising his eyebrows.

“No, I am legal age to be—”

“Do I know you?” Mr. Choi asked, becoming confused, leaning closer to my face.

“Jung Seung Hoon, you know my father” I nodded.

“Oh, right!” He exclaimed, flicking his forehead “You are Lawyer Jung’s daughter, little Y/N—”

“Not so little anymore, I see” The unknown man said with a smirk, making me feel uncomfortable.

“Yeah, well—Sorry again, Mr. Choi” I bowed again “I will be leaving—”

“Why so eager to leave?” The man asked, making me glare at him “We didn’t even get to know each other”

“Oh, this is Kim Junmyeon—my nephew, he is studying to become a prosecutor, just like his uncle” Mr. Choi patted the unknown man’s shoulder, Kim Junmyeon is his name, with a proud smile.

“That’s amazing, nice to meet you Mr. Kim” I bowed a little, taking a small step backwards, ready to leave anytime.

“No need to be formal with me” The guy chuckled “Call me Junmyeon”

“Well, Junmyeon” I nodded, smiling a little, feeling too uncomfortable with his gaze “I’ll be leaving—”

“You can’t yet!” Junmyeon exclaimed “You haven’t met our other friend, and I really want to know you better”

“Ah, Junmyeon has always been persistent” Mr. Choi laughed, patting my shoulder making me greet my teeth. Well, I don’t care about Junmyeon or their friend, I just want to leave. Damn Yixing, why them out of all people?

“Really, I have to leave now—Sorry for not being able to meet your friend—” I flinched away when a big, warm hand was pressed against my lower back.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” I relaxed when I recognized the familiar voice, his hand not bothering me anymore.

“Mr. Oh” I smiled up at him as I turned around a little.

“Are you out clubbing again?” He raised his eyebrows, authority in his voice.

“Again?” I chuckled, feeling small under his powerful gaze.

“You were clubbing last week too...with Sejeong and the others” He crossed his arms in front of his chest “Does Seung Hoon and Ji An know?” Okay, this is bad...he is speaking about my parents, damn. I mean—dad knows, mom not so much…

“Yeah, they know—”

“Should I call Ji An?”

“Mr. Oh, you don’t have to” I shrugged, trying to act like it was no big deal “She’s probably busy—”

“I see” He sighed, shaking his head, I was caught “Does at least Seung Hoon know?”

“Yeah, dad knows. Don’t call mom, she’ll be angry” I pleaded, looking up at Mr. Oh.

“Okay, but don’t do anything crazy then, yeah?” He raised his eyebrows, making me nod my head rapidly.

“Okay, you can—”

“You know each other?” Mr. Choi spoke up after watching our interaction.

“She’s my daughter’s best friend” Mr. Oh nodded, placing a hand on my shoulder, burning my skin. I gulped, looking back at Mr. Choi who nodded with a smile.

“Oh, I know!” Junmyeon exclaimed, chuckling “You are the girl that was in the photo’s with Sehun...I knew I saw you somewhere!”

“That’s me...If you don’t mind me now, I’ll go back to my friends” I smiled widely, trying to look friendly. Before Junmyeon could speak, Sehun nudged me away nodding at me. I flashed him a small smile, quickly walking back to our table.

“What took you so long, I was worried” Kyungsoo frowned, pulling me down, beside him.

“Sorry, turns out I knew those people and one was too annoying—Mr. Oh is here too” I explained, looking at Kyungsoo.

“Yeah, we ran into each other when I brought Yixing back from the washroom” Kyungsoo patted Yixing’s ass, which was in the air as he was sleeping, flat on the sofa. I laughed when I saw Yixing sleeping, but at least he’ll feel better later.

“Well, the party doesn’t stop here! The night is still young!” I exclaimed, raising Jongdae’s cocktail in the air and taking a sip.

I might have drank a little bit too much? I mean, I know what I’m doing, I’m aware of myself but...the things that come out of my mouth are rather funny and I laugh whenever looking at Kyungsoo...he suddenly looks so funny, I don’t know why. But then—he is smiling a lot too, cheeks red. Joy and Jongdae are busy with snuggling into each other and it seems like Yixing is fine enough to take care of us, with the help of Chanyeol. That guy barely gets drunk, no matter how much he drinks, it’s really funny.

“Y/N, how about we go home?” Yixing asked with a smile, leaning closer to my face. I pouted and shook my head.

“I want to dance!” I exclaimed, standing up suddenly, making myself feel nauseous.

“I think it’s better if you wait a little bit, yeah?” Chanyeol chuckled, grabbing my arm.

“Chanyeol” I whined, blinking up at him “Come and dance with me!”

“Later, Y/N, let’s go—” I glared at Chanyeol and pulled away my arm, stumbling backwards. I collided with someone, and turned around with my eyes wide.

“Oh, I’m sorry” I bowed, looking up with a drunken smile. My eyes narrowed as the man in front of me looked like Mr. Oh.

“Are you Oh Sehun?” I stepped closer, making the man chuckle in front of me.

“Y/N, what are you—I’m sorry, Mr. Oh” Chanyeol sighed, pulling me away “She drank too much”

“Don’t worry, Park” Mr. Oh chuckled, pulling me away from Chanyeol “I’ll take her home”

“Really?” Chanyeol asked surprised “You don’t have to, I can take her home too. She’s hard to deal with when she’s drunk”

“Don’t worry, I was a teenager too, I know how to deal with drunk people” Mr. Oh chuckled, patting my head. I pulled away and glared at him, taking my purse from Chanyeol when he handed it to me.

“Behave, yeah?” He raised his eyebrows at me, making me nod my head slowly. I always listen to Chanyeol the best when drunk, he just had that demanding aura.

“Let’s go” Mr. Oh took my arm and started pulling me after him. I followed without saying anything, wanting to breathe some fresh air into my lungs.

Soon we stood in front of Mr. Oh’s red and black Bugatti Chiron, making me smile at the car. I always thought the car looked sexy, but when Mr. Oh was driving it, it made him look like the sexiest man alive.

“Get in” Mr. Oh nodded towards the car, walking to the driver’s seat. I grinned, running my hand down the hood of the car, before opening the door and dropping inside the car. I slammed the door close without intending to do it like that. Mr. Oh started the car, making me grin to myself. I love this car and even though I have ridden it a few times, I wasn’t drunk and could actually control my reactions...aka not reacting in any way, when I was actually dying on the inside.

“Why are grinning like that?” Mr. Oh asked glancing at me.

“This car is awesome, I know I never said it but I was embarrassed to do it” I chuckled, running my hand across the board.

“Thank you” Mr. Oh said with a chuckle. At the intersection, instead of turning to the right, where I live, Mr. Oh kept going straight.

“Sehun, no—Mr. Oh, that’s not the way to my house” I mumbled, eyebrows furrowed.

“Do you want me to bring you home drunk?” He raised his eyebrows, glancing at me amused “Your parents wouldn’t be too happy”

“No, that’s right” I scratched my head “But then—where are we going?”

“To my house, Sejeong isn’t home so it won’t be a problem having you around” Mr. Oh said with a shrug.

“And if she was there it still wouldn’t have been a problem” I chuckled, punching Mr. Oh’s arm a little “I’m her best friend, remember?”

“Of course, I know” Mr. Oh nodded, speeding down the empty road.

“Sehun—Mr. Oh—I keep saying Sehun—Oh yes, so...why are you driving, didn’t you drink?” I turned towards him, my eyebrows furrowing. Mr. Oh laughed a little, steering the wheel effortlessly.

“That was hours ago, I am very fine to drive” He shook his head, taking a left turn, slowing the car down.

“Would the police man think the same?” I raised my eyebrows at him, making Mr. Oh chuckle.

“Thankfully we will never find out, we are here” He stopped the car, making me look out the window. This was indeed the Oh residence. With a shrug I got out the car, glad that I wasn’t wearing a skirt otherwise my clumsiness would cost a lot.

“Come” Mr. Oh grabbed my arm, guiding me inside the house. I smiled at him, carefully taking my shoes off.

“Sehun—I mean, Mr. Oh—thank you, you are a nice guy” I smiled, walking to the kitchen, knowing well the place.

“Wasn’t I always?” He chuckled, following me inside the kitchen.

“I don’t know” I shrugged, taking a seat at the stool “I haven’t known you always”

“Okay” Mr. Oh laughed “What can I get you?”

“Water” I muttered, leaning back in the chair. With a sigh, I took my earrings out, placing them on the table. Next were my necklaces and rings, I don’t need them anymore. I watched as Mr. Oh poured water for me in a glass, looking perfect like always. My heart suddenly started beating faster, realizing that I was in a house alone with him. I couldn’t help myself but stare at his side profile, my cheeks becoming red. He looked un-human, the most handsome man I have ever lied my eyes on.

“Here” Mr. Oh handed me the glass, resting his forearms on the table, looking at me. I nodded, taking the glass and taking slow sips of the water. It was disturbing that he was looking at me, but I ignored it and quickly finished the glass of water. I pushed it towards Mr. Oh, making him smile. He placed the glass in the sink, before coming back and looking at me.

“How do you feel?” Mr. Oh asked, resting his chin in his palm.

“Drunk” I answered, looking around the kitchen. I really can’t look at him longer, he’s too handsome.

“You’ll feel better in the morning” Mr. Oh said, clearing his throat.

“Where will I sleep?” I asked, looking at him curiously. It was such a stupid question, it was obvious I would sleep in Sejeong’s room like any other time.

“Sejeong’s room would be fine” Mr. Oh muttered, looking at me “Or would you like to sleep somewhere else?”

“Oh, no...that’s fine Sehun, I know sleeping in Sejeong’s room is most convenient” I said with a stupid smile. I really shouldn’t have drunk so much.

“Why, where else would you like to sleep?” Mr. Oh asked with an amused grin.

“I mean—Your bed always looked comfortable—” My eyes widened when I realized what I said “I’m so sorry Sehun—Mr. Oh--I am really drunk, I’m saying crazy things!”

“You know drunk people only say the truth?” Mr. Oh said with a chuckle, leaning closer. I smiled a little, looking down at the table. Mr. Oh chuckled, gripping my arm, making me look at him abruptly.

“You should take a shower and go to bed, it’s very late and you need to rest” Mr. Oh mentioned for me to stand up and I quickly stood up, looking up at him.

“I think I’m not even that drunk” I muttered quietly as I followed Mr. Oh blindly around the house. Before I could comprehend what happened, I ran into his firm back, making me gasp.

“Sorry, Sehun—ugh, Mr. Oh” I smiled sheepishly as he glanced back with a small smirk. He opened the door to his bedroom and walked up to his walk in closet. I stood in the doorway waiting for him to come back.

“You can come in, Y/N” He called from inside the closet “You are no stranger in this house” I nodded even though he couldn’t see me and slowly walked inside, looking around. I have been in his room a few times when Sejeong asked me to pick something up for her. Was it just me or his cologne was stronger than any other times I entered? The way Mr. Oh smelled never failed to leave me dizzy. I cleared my throat and stopped in the doorway. The closet was bigger than Sejeong’s, filled with designer clothes and watches of big brands.

“A shower always helps when being drunk” Mr. Oh spoke up “At least it always helped me”

“I need it, I danced a lot” I said with a pout. Mr. Oh walked up to me with a small smile on his lips, handing me the clean clothes and two towels. I looked down seeing that he was handing me his clothes and looked up at him.

“Sehun—I can wear Sejeong’s clothes, she won’t mind” I looked up at him, seeing him looking intently down at me. I gulped, taking a small breath when he leaned closer to me, making my back collide with the doorframe.

“Wear mine” His voice was lower, or maybe I’m too drunk. Sehun got closer, making me want to run away.

“O-okay, Sehun” I muttered, looking up at him “I mean—Mr. Oh”

“Sehun is fine too, we’ve known each other for a long time” He grinned, patting my head. I chuckled embarrassed.

“Sehun feels too personal and you are my best friend’s father” I muttered.

“I could always be more” He whispered, licking his lips. I gripped his hand, pulling it off my arm.

“You are very handsome” My eyes widened when I realized what I said. I stepped back, heading for the door quickly.

“I will go and take a shower” I said as I quickly ran to the bathroom that was attached to Sejeong’s room. What got into me! I am drunk but I can’t be saying things like that!

The shower helped me clear my mind and make me feel better. I didn’t feel drunk anymore and maybe I was just slightly dizzy. I brushed the knots out of my hair, letting it fall against my back freely. I stared at myself with a sad smile. It’s not easy having a pretty face. Boys don’t appreciate you for who you are, they only look at your face and use you as they want. It’s really sad that all my boyfriends were like that. A pretty face comes with a prize. With a sigh I pulled on Sehun’s huge t-shirt, reaching my thighs. He only gave me a t-shirt so I borrowed one of Sejeong’s shorts that I would usually wear when I came over. It’s not that I don’t trust Sehun, it’s just the weird feeling I keep getting. I walked to his bedroom, knocking on the closed door. I heard a faint ‘come in’ and walked inside cautiously. No one was in the room, the door to the bathroom slightly opened. I averted my gaze when I saw Sehun’s bare back. He probably took a shower too. I walked up to the big book shelf and ran my fingers along the book covers. He had mostly classics, romantic books. My love for romance is all thanks to Sehun. When we were young, he would take me to his room when it was nap time, I would lay on his sofa and he would read me from the books. It became a passion of mine to read, when I have nothing to do you’ll probably find me in my room under the blanket reading a classic romance book.

“You still like to read, right?” I jumped when Sehun spoke, not hearing him exit the bathroom.

“Yeah” I turned around, seeing him dressed fully now “It’s all thanks to you”

“I know” Sehun nodded, walking closer.

“So, uhm...thanks again” I smiled a little, getting ready to leave and go back to Sejeong’s room.

“Y/N” Sehun gripped my arm, making me stop “Why do you call me still Mr. Oh after all these years?”

“I should give you the deserved respect” I said looking up at him, his eyes watching me intently “...and Sehun feels too intimate”

“And why is that a problem?” Sehun raised an eyebrow, turning fully towards my body.

“Well, that’s not a problem—It’s just, you know—” I chuckled embarrassed, feeling hot all over all of a sudden “I don’t mind it, it’s just—Mr. Oh is more convenient”

“I know you like me, Y/N” Sehun’s voice dropped lower. My eyes widened and I pulled away my hand from his grip.

“I don’t know from where—I don’t—I’m not--” I licked my lips, running a hand through my hair.

“It’s okay” Sehun mumbled, walking closer “It’s perfectly okay to like me”

“No, it’s not” I huffed “You are my best friend’s father, I grew up basically around you. You are like a father to me—”

“Am I really?” Sehun smirked, taking another step closer “If you like me, do you see me as a father?”     

“It’s very wrong, it’s not okay” I shook my head, taking a step back “You are a grown man and I really shouldn’t have—How do you know?”

“I just know” Sehun shrugged, stepping closer again making me take a step back.

“I’m sorry if it made you uncomfortable, I can assure you it’s just a teenage phase and nothing serious” I muttered, looking at him embarrassed. If it was just a teenage phase it would have been gone long time ago.

“Don’t worry, it never made me uncomfortable” Sehun took a big step, closing the gap between us. His big palm cupped my cheek, making me flinch at the contact. What was he doing?

“I could never entirely deny the attraction I felt towards you” Sehun muttered, eyes on my lips. I opened my mouth to say something, but it seemed like words couldn’t be formed. My heart started beating fast when he leaned down, face coming close to mine. He looked in my eyes as he slowly kissed me, my eyes fluttering close as his soft lips enveloped around mine. It was so wrong to let him kiss me, but all the frustrations I felt every time I couldn’t touch him the way I wanted to, my feelings got the best of me. My lips started moving against his as I pulled his neck, bringing him closer. Sehun’s arms went around my hips, hugging me close to him. The kiss was slow, but enough to leave me breathless. It was like his lips were made for me, never have I kissed someone who left my lungs screaming for air. I pulled away, gasping a little when I could finally breathe. Sehun’s lips found my jaw as he slowly kissed down to my neck, hands travelling down to my thighs. I gasped when he gripped them firmly and rose them to his hips, I locked my legs around him firmly. Sehun pushed my hair behind my shoulder as his kisses travelled down to my shoulder, lingering a little at the crook of my neck. I closed my eyes when he started slowly sucking on my skin, my back arching on its own. The bite was painful but a pleased sigh left my lips, making Sehun look up at me. His eyes were dark, and lips red from kissing me. I leaned forward, for tonight I will ignore the real world and allow myself this little, and kissed Sehun hungrily. My lips pried his open and the next second my tongue was in his mouth, exploring every corner possible. Sehun sighed, bringing my body closer if it was even possible, when I felt him walking. I sucked on his tongue, making him groan. My back collided with the grey silk sheets, hair sprawled out around me. Sehun’s tongue fought for dominance, mouth sloppily sucking on my lower lip. I pushed him back, making Sehun stare at me questioningly. I rose on my forearms and slowly lifted his shirt over my head. Sehun stared at my exposed chest and he looked at me when I gripped his t-shirt.

“That needs to go” I muttered, voice lower than usually. In a second, Sehun’s t-shirt was lying on the floor next to mine. I stared at his exposed torso, admiring his well defined abs and wide shoulders. Unable to resist, I ran my fingers down his firm chest to his abs, feeling Sehun shiver. He leaned down, one hand pushing my legs open while the other ran down from my neck to my stomach.

“You are entirely gorgeous” Sehun whispered, kissing my collarbones tenderly, one hand working on my mounds. I moaned when Sehun bit the skin above my breast, hand squeezing the other. He glanced up at me with a smirk before taking the bud in his mouth, sucking lazily, making me arch my back into him. He released it with a pop, kissing down to my stomach, sometimes licking at my skin. I moaned when he bit my stomach, even though I was ticklish there, that was long forgotten now. He gripped the waistband of Sejeong’s shorts and swiftly pulled them down my legs, making me lift my body to help him. Sehun got rid of his pants too and I tried looking anywhere else but his hard shaft. He was bigger than he seemed through his pants...it’s not like I didn’t look, now please. Sehun grabbed my ankle, lifting my leg just a little bit, and started kissing his way up to my thigh. I gasped when his tongue licked my inner thigh, his teeth following and grazing my sensitive skin. I moaned as sucked hard, leaving a mark and doing this while he made his way to my groin. He looked up in my eyes as he placed a light kiss there, a lazy smirk enveloping his lips when he saw me gulping.

“Sehun, please—I need you” I muttered, gripping his forearm and pulling him up. Sehun nodded, leaned over me and opened his bedside table. He tore the packet open with his teeth and quickly rolled on the condom on his shaft, coming back and positioning himself at my entrance.

“I know you aren’t a virgin” His voice was husky as he placed his hands beside my head “I heard you speaking with Sejeong”

“Than what are you waiting for?” I raised my eyebrow at him, making him chuckle with a smirk on his lips. He pushed inside slowly, watching me. I heaved a breath when he finally halted. He was stretching me out all the way and the pain was light, but still there. Sehun gripped my waist as he slowly started thrusting, making me grip his shoulders. His grip was strong on me, hips slowly picking up its pace. He kissed behind my ear, hips moving expertly. I moaned when he went deeper, making me circle my legs around him and keep him in a firm and close grip. Sehun kissed me as he thrust harder, swallowing my loud moan. He was hitting all the right spots, like he knew where he should aim.

“Sehun” I moaned into his ear as he started thrusting faster and harder. My hips followed his movements, not getting enough of the pleasure. Sehun gripped my chin, dark and lustful eyes looking into mine.

“Look at me” His voice was hard but his thrust harder as he hit my g-spot. I gasped out a moan, my fingers leaving marks as I dragged them down his back. Sehun groaned, throwing his head back as he continued with his hard thrusts, none missing my g-spot. I moaned when he halted his movements and started rotating his hips.

“Moan my name, baby” Sehun groaned out, bringing one hand beside my head and intertwining our fingers. I moaned again as he started thrusting harder and faster than before, headboard snapping against the wall loudly. Sehun’s low voice grunted into my ear more times, hips not faltering a second.

“Sehun” I moaned as I felt myself close, digging my nails into his well defined back.

“That’s right” Sehun growled “You feel so good” He thrust more times, hitting my g-spot, making me come undone, eyes closing as his name left my lips in loud moans. Sehun grunted as he thrust more, coming too, movements slowing down as he rode out our highs. I gasped for air, opening my eyes, staring up into Sehun. He had a smirk on his face as he leaned down and kissed my lips hard. He pulled out quickly, teeth tugging my lower lip. He got rid of the condom and climbed back in bed. He leaned over me, placing another kiss on my lips as he pulled our warm bodies closer to the other. He embraced me, pulling me on his chest.

“Sehun—why?” I whispered into his chest, knowing he would understand.

“Because you are different, you’ve always been and I can’t help myself” He whispered into my hair, kissing my temple. I hummed and slowly welcomed the sweet dreamland, in the arms of the most handsome man I ever laid eyes on.

    My eyes slowly opened, watching as the sunlight streamed inside the room, falling on me and warming my skin. I closed back my eyes and turned around, nuzzling my face into the silk sheets. I started racking my brain, trying to remember what I did last night after getting drunk. I wasn’t that drunk so I still remember pretty well things. Like...dancing a lot with Kyungsoo and Joy, stopping Jongdae from drinking too much, Yixing getting too drunk and speaking to Mr. Choi and then Mr. Oh coming too, and then Mr. Oh coming to get me and taking me to the Oh residence, and then taking a shower in Sejeong’s bathroom and—coming back to Mr. Oh’s room and—holy mother! I slept with Mr. Oh! Oh my god! I shot up in the bed, gathering the blanket to my chest and looking around the room, realizing I was alone. My heart was beating fast as I realized the whole place smelled like Mr. Oh. This was real, I slept with him, Jesus if anyone finds out we are so dead. I quickly got out of bed and noticed that fresh clothes were placed on the sofa beside the bookshelf. I walked there and quickly dressed up, realizing the grey t-shirt was Mr. Oh’s. I sighed and pushed the thought to the back of my back, placing the t-shirt inside my pants and dressing up. My t-shirt smells too much like alcohol I can’t wear it or mom will know. I brushed through my hair with my fingers, and quickly freshened myself up in Mr. Oh bathroom. I excited his room, looking around for him. There was a nice smell coming from the kitchen. I made my way there with quiet steps.

“Good morning” Mr. Oh smiled at me widely. His hair was parted at his forehead, making him look handsome as always. He was wearing a deep red colored pants suit, a black fitting t-shirt, and the suit jacket was placed on one of the chair’s back.

“Good morning” I called quietly, feeling a knot in my throat. He couldn’t have forgotten. I was drunk and I remember him telling me he wasn’t as much as I was in the car. So why is he acting like nothing happened? I took a seat at the table, looking at the plate that had a small sandwich and an apple. I cleared my throat, placing my hands on the table, rubbing them nervously.

“It’s yours, you can eat it” Mr. Oh chuckled, leaning against the counter, watching me. I gulped, definitely not feeling hungry. I nodded quietly, taking a sip of the orange juice that

was placed beside the plate.

“Are you not going to eat?” I asked, glancing beside him, not fully looking at him.

“No, but don’t worry about me” Mr. Oh smiled “You are still growing, you should eat”

“Mr. Oh—” My voice raised on its own accord as I looked at him.

“Mr. Oh?” Sehun chuckled, raising one eyebrow “You didn’t mind calling me Sehun last night”

“Mr. Oh” I said firmly, my eyes turning hard “What happened last night was—I was drunk, you yourself said you were drunk too and—”

“We weren’t drunk, Y/N” Mr. Oh scoffed, eyes narrowing at me “We both know it”

“It—I—It was a mistake and—”

“You liked it” Mr. Oh growled, knuckles turning white as he gripped the counter hard “You wanted it”

“I-I-I—” I gripped my forehead, taking a deep breath “Yes, but it can never happen again”

“I guess you won’t eat?” Mr. Oh looked at my plate, voice cold. He can’t be pulling that card with me, seriously, come on!

“No, I won’t” I shook my head “But thank you for your effort, Mr. Oh”

“Take your jacket, I’ll take you home” Mr. Oh muttered, taking the plate and placing its contents into a plastic bag and handing it to me. I took it and quickly got on my jacket, watching from the corner of my eyes as Mr. Oh took his and pulled it on his wide shoulders. I gulped, suddenly his naked body flashing in front of my eyes.

The whole ride we were in silence and I seriously have no idea what we could talk about. I felt embarrassed that I let myself get controlled by my feelings. I was never a person to let my feelings win so easily. I guess when it comes to Mr. Oh I have zero self control.

“We are here” Mr. Oh snapped me out of my thoughts, making me look up, I was staring at my legs the whole ride, legs that were marked by him.

“Oh, okay” I muttered, unfastening the belt “Mr. Oh—what happened between us—it needs to stay a secret”

“I agree, no one will know about it” Mr. Oh nodded thoughtfully. I nodded too, taking the bag into my hands, opening the car door.

“Y/N” I turned back at Mr. Oh with my eyebrows raised. Suddenly he gripped my jaw firmly, my head being pulled towards his. My eyes closed when his lips made contact with mine. I kissed him back, making Mr. Oh smile. He pulled away, pecking my lips as he released my jaw. I cleared my throat and got out the car quickly, closing the door after me. I watched as Mr. Oh raced down the road, unknown that I had a small smile on my face. With a sigh, I turned around, took out the sandwich from the bag, and walked up to my house while munching on the sandwich.

[quincywillows]

hey maggie! i’ve been following you for so long and as my sophomore year of college is wrapping up soon (thank god, online school is the worst), i’ve found myself literally not doing a lot of enjoyable things that i would want to do or really creating/writing in time that i have away from homework/classes. i’m so curious as to how you created and did all of your writing for fun/fanfic things after already having to write so much for your major?

omg a long time follower... hello. hi my pal. so honored you’ve stuck around this long and my apologies that you’ve dealt with me for so long LOLLLL but happy to have ya! CONGRATULATIONS on finishing your sophomore year of college, especially in these crazy times. i really can’t imagine trying to do school productively in these circumstances, so i have a lot of respect for all y’all that are powering through -- hopefully you’ll get some sense of normalcy in the coming school year. i especially commend you, because sophomore year can be tough no matter where you go to school / what your major is (sophomore slump is a real thing). it was my hardest year of college by far, so mad props for doing the damn thing. you’re super powerful for making it and i’m proud of you!!! i hope you’re proud of yourself too.

this question... it’s a tough one. i hear ya. my first major piece of advice is let yourself rest and recharge if you need to rest and recharge. if your semester has just wrapped up, you might not feel the effects of that fully until a few days after you’re free of it. and it’s 100% okay to let your brain take a little break after being in school mode for so long. i totally get the instinct to feel like okay now that i’m free i have to take advantage of it as much as i can and jump right back into these things i love since i should have wanted to do them this whole time... but our brains are strange things. they need time and their own methods to process things, even in ways we don’t consciously realize we need, and sometimes a break is truly necessary. that means from everything that uses brain power, including those things we love so much. and i know it can feel guilt-inducing to just not do anything (like i said, i know that feeling all too well and am living with it Too Much at the moment), but if your brain needs the break, give it the break. don’t push yourself to write for fun if it ends up feeling stressful and not fun. so to start, try giving yourself a day or two with no expectations to write or be creative and just... relax. absorb some media for a change rather than crafting it (my go-to is always reading books when i’m not creating output these days). i would be willing to bet that if you let yourself breathe with no expectations for even a little while, you’ll start to feel your creative urges and instincts bounce back without even trying, just as you’re hanging out and vibing. that’s how it always goes with me, anyway!

once you get the recharge done and you’ve got some mental energy back, then the question remains -- how do we do creative things and stay motivated while we also have other stuff to focus on? i’ll be candid, for me, writing stuff for fun is the escape from writing stuff for work / school. like it keeps me creatively fresh on both fronts to be constantly playing around and working with different ideas, so i try to keep multiple projects going at one time for that exact reason. when i start to burn out on one concept, i jump into working on something else. (the only time this backfires is when everything is in an outline / brainstorm stage, like i am right now, which let me tell you is a whole other ballpark and my nightmare LMAO). but i think all this to say, part of it is just reframing how you look at the writing you do for fun. i dont think of it as stuff i’m doing On Top Of everything i’ve got going on, it takes equal importance and residency in my mind. they’re just different categories of output. in fact, i’m guilty more so of like working on the fun things when i’m supposed to be working on the Work work (hehe), but again, that’s another angle.

so then what are ways we can get inspired to jump back into the fun things, after reframing our mindset and after our recharge? for me, i have a lot of different things i do that keep writing fun for me. the main one -- and i cannot stress this enough -- is building a storytelling community of some kind where you can just have fun, bounce ideas around, and do writing in a very non-stressful environment. i’ve had friends like this since i was 11, and i owe all of them a life debt because they will never know how much they kept me going creatively. there’s just something very inspirational and creatively rich about having a group of people you feel safe to just throw ideas out to (and who you know actually enjoy listening to you ramble -- that one is crucial. i’ve had friends who i thought were those kind of people and then it ended up turning out pretty bad, and that can kill your creative buzz). for example, i would say 9/10 of the fun fanfic ideas i’ve written and shared started, in some shape or form, as me pitching it to my friends and getting to pop off about it and work out the bare bones with that test audience of sorts. plus, if you have writer friends, for example, this is something you can do for each other and not only build your creative friendship, but also support one another. that’s a key to the sprint method, and it’s how @ambitionsource gets written -- i don’t know if ambition would be almost through 3 seasons at this point if esther and i weren’t writing it together and constantly talking and chatting and brainstorming about it by feeding off each other’s enthusiasm. and in the real world, that’s basically what writing courses are for -- your peers and classmates are that community in that class. there’s something truly so invigorating about having that community, so if you can find that, i cannot recommend it enough.

but what can you do on your own? it’s not always easy to find that community, or if you don’t want to, and honestly sometimes its nice to just work creatively on your own with no interaction from others. for me, one thing i do is try to build the aesthetic around the project to get in the mood of it. for me, the biggest method to this is playlists. i’m a huge music junkie, so making a playlist (often times both vibes with lyrical musical and instrumental with movie scores) is like my immediate go-to when i need to tune in or flesh out a new idea and get in the zone. another thing i love doing that always gets me in the zone is doing character tests / alignments / etc. like personality quizzes are my shit, and i love doing it even more for characters. i’ll spend hours over time taking tests and assigning types and stuff just because not only is it damn fun, it really does flesh out character in ways you wouldn’t expect -- you have to step into their mind to answer questions and really think... like oh, how would x respond to y situation... and it’s really eye-opening sometimes! (hit me up if you want a list of the common personality tests i do for characters; i have a folder on my bookmarks bar lol). you can also try other creative things like making moodboards / pinterest boards, or making edits if that’s up your alley.

if all of that doesn’t seem to unblock your fatigue towards doing what you enjoy, my last piece of guidance -- and i know this sounds annoying, but bear with me -- is to just do it. even if you’re not Feeling It, do it anyway. for a little bit of time, bit by bit. that’s the whole conceit behind the sprint method, which takes writing and breaks it into bite-sized chunks. i’m a subscriber to the belief that writer’s block is a myth and isn’t real, and sometimes you really just have to push through your hesitation and do it. 9/10 times, when i do this, i find myself feeling so much more productive and happy and ready to write again once i just break that mental barrier. and whatever you do in that first breakthrough does not have to be brilliant, it’s just about getting back that energy and flexing those muscles -- especially if they’re rusty. 

hopefully some of this will be helpful to you as you try to get your rhythm back! let me know if you’re still feeling stuck and maybe we can narrow in on what might be causing the fatigue. best of luck, writing legend!

[fleur]

HOW DO YOU FIND YOUR AWESOME PICTURES???? LIKE ACTUALLY???

ahh firstly thank you omg? i’ve explained how i organise my collections a few times but i’m gonna attempt to like go through my “process” without sounding really lame about it lmao

make collections for your planned aesthetics! it’s such a good way on staying on top of your images (for credit etc) but also i think slowly building on collections till you have enough for an edit is better than trying to find all the images in one sitting!

once i have a few good images in a collection, i dump them into a folder on my desktop. always save more than you’ll need! give yourself lots of options for which way to go with the edit! i always just save all the images from the collection i actually think i’d consider using (ignoring lq images, ones i’ve used before etc)

then you can use this folder as your draft! i usually set the icon size to be about 120pxls so i can see the images a little better and then start fiddling around with a layout!

if i can see that i’ve collected lots of images with a certain colour or tone to them, i’ll focus on grouping these images together and usually go for minimal images as alternates - then once i have these laid out i can see how many images i’m missing and if they should be minimal or w/e to keep the balance of things

then i go hunting for images again!!

and this is where my super over the top organisation actually comes in use. each image is sorted into as many collections are relevant (i made a post about how i organise my collections here!) so if i know i want pinkish images i go straight there and dig for relevant images, and if i know i want some more minimal images etc etc

i think it’s good to aim for an equal balance of images with models and images without. tho i’ve also found its waaay harder to find good images with than without. 

but i focus more on looking for images with objects because i think they’re often the more interesting factors of moodboards and aesthetics?

soo when organising my objects i keep all the more “obvious” objects separated into collections, so when i look through my “misc” objects each image is actually something different and probably more individual than a pile of books or a bouquet of flowers haha and i think that’s really helped

also i think it’s good to try and use searching for ‘character name aes’ etc as a last resort for that one last image to help keep your aes original! there will always be multiples, and that’s fine! but it’s still good to aim to keep it as og as possible hehe

so basically, i think it’s all in the browsing and building up of collections! really spend some time on pinterest or weheartit to build up collections for some of your favourite characters or your future aes plans! i actually find weheartit calming in a way?? so i find myself spending a lot of time on there just scrolling my dashboard sorting images. bc i’m extra i use stickies to create like a border around my screen which is colour coded by hair colour and grouped by fandom/type and sex so when i find a nice image i can quickly scan my list and be more refreshed on who it could work for lmao. i’m also not shy about putting the same image in like 5 diff planned aes collections just in case the tone of the image works better for one image edit than the other!