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Hakyeon

  • everything is tidy, everything costs more than your entire life savings, everything is color coordinated to go with this soft lilac aesthetic and his storage space in the basement of the apartment building is full of artisan scented candles that’s why his apartment always smells like literally. heaven
  • im serious,,,,,,,he is a candles person like look at him,,,,,
  • and most of the kids in your building are convinced small woodland creatures help him get dressed in the morning or something because he looks like a prince that came alive straight out of a movie??? plus he just gives off this really regal, dignified air
  • it’s hard to imagine that he’s just living life like all of us ordinary people like,,,,,,,,,,,
  • has a parakeet for a pet that he named chamomile,,,,,like after the flower,,,,,,,like how cute
  • likes to play ambient instrumental music when he’s cooking or cleaning and he’ll sway to the music and hum ,,,,,,, has a personalized apron that was a gift from his mom like,,,,,,please
  • nags at all his other friends who are living alone because,,,,,,,do they not own feather dusters???? they don’t use coasters?????? 
  • “um i know your shoes are off but where are your slippers hyuk ive bought you like 5 pairs already-”
  • you know hakyeon because you live next door to each other, but also you’ve run into him at the same home economics store like a hundred times and he’s always in the candles section which you think is really adorable
  • like here is this tall, beautiful looking man getting overly excited about candles,,,,,,like it just always makes you smile when you see him
  • and you actually have a date tonight with someone you’ve liked since,,,,,forever and you finally had the courage to ask them out and they’re coming for dinner
  • and as you’re preparing you’re like OOO i should get a candle for the table,,,,,,,but sadly you have none - BUT there is someone who can totally help you out
  • and when you knock on hakyeon’s door he more than gladly lends you a candle and he’s like “are you finally getting into them like me??” and you’re like “hmmm,,,,,,you could say that,,,,,,”
  • and you put it on the table, planning to light it when your date shows up,,,,,,,,but,,,,,,an hour passes
  • than two
  • and you realize as the clock hits 10 pm and your hungry stomach is growling that the person isn’t coming,,,,and you check your phone for absolutely no messages
  • and you sit at the table and put your head down on it and sigh because this always happens, you get your hopes up and they come crashing down around you
  • and you look up and see the candle and you’re like “might as well return this.” so you drag yourself up and knock on hakyeon’s door again
  • and he answers with a smile that turns to a frown when he sees you standing there, dejected and you’re like “i,,,,,,ended up not needing it.”
  • and hakyeon is like looking at you and just from the saddness written over your face he can tell,,,,,,,,,,that this candle was meant to be shared with someone,,,,,,but that didn’t happen
  • and quietly he asks if you might want to talk about it, but you just shrug your shoulders and you’re like “there’s nothing to say, they just,,,,,,didn’t show up.” and hakyeon is like “maybe something came up-” and you laugh sadly and you’re like “i think,,,,,,they just stood me up.”
  • and hakyeon makes a face and is like “well then, they must be out of their minds. but that makes sense.” and you look up at him and he’s like “well,,,,,,,,let’s just say if you asked me to dinner i wouldn’t make you wait number one and i wouldn’t make you cook for me, i’d be thankful to invite you over and cook for you! i’d have to be the one doing the impressing, i’d feel so lucky to have gotten someone like you to say yes to me.”
  • and you’re staring at him,,,,,,,in shock because no one has ever said something so flattering to you and you’re like in your head like he’s just trying to cheer you up it doesn’t mean anything
  • and you try to smile and you’re like “,,,,thank you,,,,,,,if only everyone was like you,,,,,,,,” and hakyeon steps to the side and is like
  • “no one is like me, but im serious. come in and let me impress you, if you’re ok with having that date with me instead?”
  • and for a moment you’re like,,,,,,is this,,,,,,,seriously happening?
  • and hakyeon is smiling, showing you the candle and with a wink he’s like “we can even light this too!”
  • and you suddenly blush,,,,, looking away and hakyeon is like “it’s ok if you feel uncomfortable, i won’t push you to sta-”
  • but your stomach is like please,,,,,,feed me,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,,like hakyeon???? inviting you???? to a dinner date?????? did fate arrange this or something,,,,,did getting stood up just turn into the best thing ever????
  • and that’s exactly what happens you find yourself seated at hakyeon’s dinner table and he’s like “pardon my humble choice of cooking instant meals,,,,,,,im not that good,,,,,,at cooking”
  • and you’re like “it’s fine, im impressed either way.” and hakyeon laughs at your little joke and he’s like “is it the candle that got you?”
  • and you’re like “maybe, but also,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s hard not to be impressed when i just,,,,,well ,,,,,,,look at you”
  • and hakyeon sits back and touches his face and he’s like “really? well,,,,i knew i wasn’t bad looking but im glad it worked on you~”
  • and you’re like “hakyeon, not to be blunt but it works on EVERYONE”
  • and hakyeon laughs again, but this time you can see him clear his throat in slight embarrassment and oh my god YOU just made the GREAT hakyeon blush
  • and you get giddy eating your instant dinner and hakyeon is just like “when i see the person who stood you up, i might just throw this candle in th-”
  • and you’re like no no don’t do that,,,,,but oh my god who knew such savagery lay beneath such a handsome face
  • hakyeon: ;) 

Taekwoon

  • simple, no games, grey and white patterned everything 
  • pictures of his family and of his nephew in frames on his desk and hanging up on his wall
  • doesn’t,,,,,,,,,,,,,have a tv??????? how does he entertain himself?????
  • really big bookshelf though,,,,,he really likes to read. has recently gotten into composing so he bought himself a keyboard and a program for his laptop but he isn’t really sure how to go about it just yet
  • has like (1) painting in his house that his friend ken made for him and taekwoon isn’t even sure,,,,,like,,,,,,what it is,,,,,,,,but ken specifically did it in black and white so it would fit what he calls “taekwoon’s aura” and so taekwoon hung it up,,,,,,like near his bathroom,,,,,,,not somewhere everyone could see it 
  • the most updates appliance in his entire apartment: his fridge. just got a new one because the old one didn’t have an ice-maker
  • doesn’t like magnets but his nephew’s photo has to be in every room so he got a magnet just to put up a photo on his fridge,,,,,,,best uncle taekwoon tbh
  • sings in the shower
  • and of course: has a cat. named it leo,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh the irony
  • and so you know him,,,,because you guys live on the last floor of the building and it’s a lot of stories up so when you take the elevator together it’s MEGA awkward because it takes a good 5 min to get up to the last floor and neither of you ever say anything
  • until one day you decide,,,,,hey maybe you’ll try making conversation but of all the things to talk about you like bring up something super random and you’re like “what’s your opinion on,,,,,,,,cats? i think dogs are a bit better as a pet,,,” and taekwoon just looks you dead in the eyes and is like “i have a cat.”
  • and the door opens and he walks out and you’re like OH MY GOD REALLY OUT OF ALL THE THINGS YOU SAID YOU DONT LIKE CATS AND HE HAS ONE LIKE ARE YOU SERIOUS WHAT THE HE-
  • and from that moment on you cannot. get in the elevator with him
  • like you see him coming and you pretend to go back to your mailbox or you just look at your phone and hope he just leaves without you
  • and usually he does until one day he holds the elevator open and he’s like “it’s here, you should come in.”
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,right. yep
  • and you’re like why the HELL do i live on the highest floor i could have taken the stairs but it would have killed me
  • and as you’re going up, thinking about how horrible the situation is you suddenly hear taekwoon go “did you ever get the dog?” and you look over to him and you’re like ,,,,,,,,um,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,what
  • but then you remember and you’re like “i,,,,,no i didn’t. i want to, but,,,,,,i don’t know.”
  • and taekwoon is silent again and you’re like i messed up. it’s over for good now
  • until you get to your floor and he’s like “you can come and see my cat. she’ll make you change your mind. cats are great.”
  • and you’re like ?????? is he inviting me over
  • and taekwoon opens his door and holds it and is like “if you’d like, you can come.” and you’re like um,,,,,well ok,,,,,,i suppose
  • and his cat is really pretty,,,,,,all white fur and blue eyes and she takes kindly to you, weaving between your legs curiously and you lean down to let her sniff you before petting her
  • and taekwoon comes over and he’s like “you can hold her.” and he picks her up effortlessly and you stretch out your arms to take her and she’s so,,,,,,,warm
  • and you’re smiling because she’s so cute and you look at taekwoon and you’re like “she’s so calm, i thought cats didn’t like being held”
  • and you go back to the cat and taekwoon watches and the corner of his mouth pulls up a bit
  • and you have to go after a while and taekwoon says goodbye, and for the first time he also adds on a “make sure to eat.”
  • and it gives you the confidence then over the weekend to knock on his door and you’re just sheepishly like hey,,,,,,im going to the animal shelter today to pick out a,,,,,,,,kitten,,,,,,,,,wanna come?
  • and you think he might turn you down but he nods so fast and returns in 1 min with his jacket and keys
  • and you two have fun with all the kittens together and,,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s basically a first date because afterwards taekwoon pays for the cat food for you new pet and c’mon only potential boyfriends would do that hEY 

Ken 

  • how,,,,,,,has he survived this long? no one knows 
  • his apartment doubles as his art studio,,,,,and let’s just say it’s more obvious to be an artists studio than it is to be humanly inhabited as an apartment
  • im talking canvases everywhere, paint evERYWHERE, pencils and pens scattered on the floor and stuck into mugs that are sTILL full of coffee
  • when ken sleeps, he sleeps on the floor right beside whatever he’s working on and yes a couple of times he’s rolled himself over a drying painting and ended up waking up covered in stains
  • had to walk around with a big blob of green on his cheek for a good three hours until hongbin came over and was like “what,,,,,,is on your face?”
  • likes to party and drink, at other peoples houses with other people or by himself with his art
  • hakyeon once told him to maybe get some decorations so ken picked a flower from the street and stuck it into an empty wine bottle and was like “wa-la,,,,,,,,,,,flower in a vase”
  • hakyeon smack his hand against his face so loud the Whole world can hear it
  • probably walks around his apartment fully naked like that’s the Most Normal thing
  • and one night,,,,,,,,,drunk painter ken ends up forgetting his keys (of course) and so to get into his home he needs to climb the fire escape
  • and he’s 100% sure he’s climbing it up to the open window of HIS living room
  • but instead he goes head first onto a carpet,,,,,,and he doesn’t have a carpet,,,,,,,,but you do
  • and you jump off the sofa, almost spilling your drink all over yourself when you see this long limbed dude climb through your window
  • and you’re like whaT THE HELL and you pick up a nearby magazine to use as a weapon
  • but then the person rolls over and you see the face and you’re like “ken?”
  • and he makes a noise and you’re like “ken,,,,,,what the hell are you doing?” 
  • and you look out of the window to figure out how he got up here because yeah the fire escape,,,,,,,,but that thing is like 15 feet off the ground how did he climb the side of the wall,,,,,,,,,,,,while being drunk?????
  • and you wanna ask him but he’s fallen asleep, drooling onto your carpet
  • and you’d wake him up with a kick or something but,,,,,,,you feel bad for him also like maybe,,,,,,,,just a bit,,,,,,,,you’ve always found him really cute
  • so you cover him with a blanket and get back on your couch
  • and when you wake up it’s ken whose shaking your shoulder and you’re ??????? huh and he’s like “HEY thanks for letting me crash on your floor, im gonna go now”
  • and you’re like huh what ok
  • and you go back to sleep and when you wake up you’re like what,,,happened,,,,,,was it a dream???/
  • but when you leave your house to go shopping you see something taped to your door and it’s a little drawing of ken smiling and he’s like ‘thanks for not kicking me out! thanks for letting me climb through your window!’
  • and you laugh and keep the drawing and when you’re coming back home you see ken on his way inside too and you’re like “hows your hangover?” and he’s like “KILLER, but last night gave me some art inspiration!!” and you’re like omg that’s cool and he’s like “by the way - how do you feel about sitting for a portrait?” and you’re like “that sounds nic- WAIT WHAT” and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i want to paint you. if that’s ok,,,,,,,i was originally gonna paint you from memory but i kinda want to look at you more.”
  • and you’re like “so you can paint me better?”
  • ken: “oh no, i just like looking at you.”
  • you: “are you flirting with me after climbing through my window drunk last night?”
  • ken: “is it,,,,,,,,,,working?”
  • you: “a little”
  • ken: “then yes im flirting with you, how about this i paint you and you tell me about yourself,,,,,,like a first date kinda situation,,,”
  • and you sit there, well more like avoid sitting on any wet paint stains and ken is working on drawing you but he’s also asking you silly questions like what your alien name would be
  • and he’s really cute,,,,,,when half his body isn’t hanging out of your window
  • also he really can draw,,,,but you’re also like “ken where’s all your furniture”
  • and ken just makes a vague hand gesture and he’s like “somewhere”
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,ooo so minimalist 
The Story of Us

Chapter 1: Break UP

Hey guys, this will be my first story I’m putting out there. Hopefully you guys enjoy it!

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You lay there on your bed hugging your Brown teddy bear that Yoosung won you at the fair; Tears rolling down uncontrollably as you look at all the pictures you both have taken. WHY… you thought to yourself. You suddenly got a call and immediately picked it up without looking.

“Yoosung please” you pleaded, your voice quiet and dry “I dont know why you-”

“MC..?” 

Your heart sank in disappointment. You didn’t have to look at your phone to know who called.

“Zen….” you tried sounding ok as you said his name, but it was too obvious.

“MC, what happened? What did Yoosung do? Where are you? Im coming to you right now” he said worried. 

You can hear from the background a camera going off. That’s right… he had a photo shoot today.

“No, please. I’m fine really, we just-”

“No!!!!” He yelled, loud enough to move the phone away from your ear. “MC, I know something’s wrong I can feel it, please. Are you home right now? I’m heading-”

“Zen, where are you going!?” You hear a woman say in the background “you’re not done yet!”

“i’m sorry Beatrice but this is really important” zen said.

“No, zen please. I told you that-” 

You hear a door close shut. Too late…. As he’s rushing to his car you hear cars passing by, the wind blowing against the phone and Zen’s breathing. You then hear him taking out his keys, opening the door and turning on his car.

“You idiot” you mumbled

“What’s that?” Zen yelled. You can tell you’re on speaker now

“Nothing” 

You felt bad that you’re letting him come to you. But at this point you had to let someone know, you didn't want to be alone. So might as well depend on your best friend for the night.

“I’ll be there in less than 20 minutes” Zen yelled again.

“Ok..” you replied back. 

You hung up the phone, and the picture of Yoosung sleeping on your lap shows. That was the first time he slept on your lap, and kept it as your screensaver ever since. You started to remember how soft his hair is, you loved running your fingers through them and messing it up just to annoy him. You especially loved how you can smell his shampoo, it always smells like apples.

Your eyes start to get watery again as you thought of all the happy memories that you and Yoosung shared. Without realizing the time, your doorbell rings. You wiped away the tears fast and managed your way in the dark towards the door. You opened it and there was Zen, panting hard. He looked like he ran up the 4 story stairs, you thought to yourself did the elevator broke down again?

“Zen, did you ran u-”

Zen pulls you towards him and embraced you tight. Surprised, you tried pulling away but he has you locked in his arms. You told yourself you didn’t  want to cry in front of Zen, but tears were already flowing. You hugged him back, your legs gave out and the both of you are on your knees. For a while you both stayed like that, Zen stroking your head and you soaking his shirt with your tears.

A breeze makes you and him shiver, giving him the cue to go inside. He then lifts you up and carries you in his arms and takes you to your bed. Zen tucks you in and sits next to you. You both are facing each other, the moons light shines through the window allowing the both of you too see each other clearly. He places his hand on the side of your face gently. Unable to hold it in any longer, you tell him.

“We broke up” You said, your eyes getting watery again.

Zen wipes away the tears with his thumb. He got up and moved you over and embraces you again on your bed. You can hear his heart beat, his familiar scent helps calm you a little.

“I’m here” zen whispers “ill always be here”

You close your eyes taking in zens warmth and his words. Yoosung..why did you do it… I thought you loved me…. you finally fall asleep, dreaming about what happened earlier.

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You woke up to Yoosung calling you.

”Goodmorning my love~” Yoosung said happily “did I wake you?”

”Mmmmm…no not really..sort of” you replied, sounding a little groggy

“Weeellll~ let me help you wake up then”

Next thing you know, you hear keys and your door unlocking. Still trying to process whats happening you sit up from your bed. Yoosung opens the door and he’s holding a picnic basket on his right arm, and a bouquet of flowers with the other.

He stands there for a while and looks at you. He has an awkward embarrassed smile right now, you can tell he’s a bit nervous. He clears his throat, looks down, then looks at you again.

’Maybe i should say something’ you thought to yourself

Just when you were about to open your mouth he yells out..

”MC!!! HAPPY 6 MONTHS!!!!!!!” Yoosung then drops everything and walked towards you fast paced. His eyes locked to yours that he didn’t even see what was in front of him. He trips over something and falls on top of you, his face turns bright red and quickly apologizes.

”MC I’m really sorry I just wanted to make this really special since its our 6 month anni-”

Before he could finish you broke him off with a kiss. Wrapped your arms around his neck, you slowly backed your head away. You looked at him and he looks at you, ‘even till now he still gets bashful.’

”Happy 6 months” you said “I love you”. He smiled really big and looks away for a bit, he looks at you again and kissed you sweetly.

”i love you too”

The both of you walked to the neighborhood park and had your picnic there. Yoosungs cooking is better than during your guys early relationship, you remembered he used to make pasta really dry but now its creamier and flavorful. After eating, you both sat there for a while talking about happy and funny memories you shared. Like your first kiss, when you gave him your spare key, first and last scary movie and even roller coaster ride. 

After going down memory lane you continued on with your Anniversary date by going to the movies, looking at puppies, and sharing an ice cream cone. Time went by fast and you realized how fast the sun set. Almost back home, you decided to swing on the swing set. Yoosung occupied the other swing, he looks at you with competitive eyes suddenly making it a game of ~who can swing faster~. Just as when the both of you were half way in the air, his phone rings. Yoosung takes out his phone and abruptly stops.

”Sorry MC, I have to take this its really important”

As he answers the call and walks away for a little privacy, you quickly open your purse to prepare your gift for him. Slowing taking it out and holding it in your hand, you smiled to yourself hoping he will love it. You look up at the orange semi cloudy sky, small flock of birds high up in the sky formed a v shape. 

5 minutes turns to to 10, then 20 and now 30 minutes has passed. You looked over to where Yoosung is, he’s too far to hear him speak or at least to know who he’s talking to. ‘It must be important if its taking this long’ you thought. A gentle breeze blew making you shiver, you suddenly hear footsteps walking towards you. You look up with a smile, happy he’s finally back. But your smile dropped, Yoosung has this face he’s never showed before. He’s not even looking at you in the eyes, giving you a sick worry feeling in your stomach. 

”Whats wrong?” You said “did something happen?”

Silence. You stood up from the swing and took a step closer to him, he takes a step back. 

“Yoosung… please talk to me” you quietly said “Yoos-”

”Im breaking up with you”

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Well, that happened lol hope you guys enjoyed it!!!! Im debating wether or not to continue this, depends, we’ll see!!!

ALL RIGHT KIDDOS WHO’S READY FOR A ROUND OF ‘RANDOM OBSERVATIONS FROM THE TESTIMONIAL THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR CARRICK BUT REALLY WAS FOR CARRAVILLE’ 

Photos, stellar investigative journalism, and a recounting of being mooned by Jamie Carragher under the cut (sadly no pictures of that im v sorry)

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anonymous asked:

hey, I was wondering, since you are artists with some of the most unique styles online, how do you feel about this? Can you share experiences or advice with developing it and what you think about people copying styles. Ive honestly heard a lot of things and I was curious about your opinion. Thanks for the time!

(cont of previous ask) I also wanted to add my experience - when I really like an artist sometimes I feel like it “brushes off” on my drawings. Im kinda paranoid with this so I end up toning it down so that people dont get onto me. Its just that Im afraid of how fans rage about such things. However a lot of professionals say that style is when you pick things you like from other people’s stuff and arrange them the way you like it. Im just confused.

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We’ve had this sitting in our inbox for a while, and this is kind of a hard thing to answer and talk about, especially while we where still very active in a scene where this was happening to us a lot, sorry it took so long to get around to it, Steph will be your host for this evening!

I think copying styles is a pretty big no when it’s not for your own amusement or education. However, there is a world of difference between copying something and being inspired by it or learning from it. I think it’s great to have artists you love brush off on you, it is true that we collect the things we like, the problem doesn’t come from collecting those things, but rather comes from not doing anything with them afterwards. It is like the difference between making a photocolauge and just pasting one photo in the middle of your page and calling it a day.

When we create, we what we project are the sum of our knowledge and experiences as curated by us. The more knowledge and experiences you have, the wider array of things you will be able to create. Experience other artists, take what you need and leave the rest, but understand what you take. If you don’t understand it, it will be hard to make it your own.

For example, something that is often taken from me is the way I draw tufts of fur and the way I hatch things. Often, when I see other people copying this whole-sale, it looks really weird and awkward. This is because they don’t understand the choices that went into the shapes I chose or why I even chose to have them in the first place. 

I am all about the flow and form and weight of the linework I do. If the lines I am adding don’t contribute to this, they don’t get to go into the picture. The tufts of fur aren’t really about adding fluff, they are about following the shape and flow of the thing they are on to create more exaggerated shapes. This either adds to the motion of the lines, or can be used to add more weight to a shape. These are things I go for in my non-anthro art, but characters with fur give me even more shapes to work with and I push that as hard as I can:

I look for opportunities to do this with any features the characters I am drawing has and exaggerate them to push this. Body types, cloths, anything. The design of a character is so important to how the character will feel when their shapes are used.

I hope people who may try to copy the tufts we do use this to create their own ways for making shapes for the effect they want and not to more effectively copy us :P But the point is, learning why you like something or what it’s purpose is in the art it’s part of, is what will help you achieve the same thing you like in your own way.

Since my art is constructed around the idea of flow, and the lines and shapes I chose for doing so are done to add to this, Two of my big inspirations in art is are Wendling and Herrera:


While it may seem obvious now that it’s been pointed out, it is clear that this is not a copy of either style. I have many other influences and I have my own vision and goals with my art, which lets me forge my own path with the resources I have at hand. This is inspiration.

I don’t really mind when I see people copying my style for fun or to learn, we do what we want with our art for our own pleasure, but I really hate it when people doing it are also selling it. Now, you are stealing from me.

When I say copying a style, I’m talking about being able to look at something and say “well this is just a cheap version of ___”. It was really weird joining the furry scene in regards to this. In the general art scene, we where very small people in a very large, diluted pond, there where a lot of inspiring figures and a lot to look at and people where taking these inspirations from all over and shaping them in new ways.

Joining FA, was taking something completely different and jumping into a relatively small pond with it. There is a lot of unique artwork in the community, but there are a few styles that stand out as what “furry art” looks like. We got people’s attention pretty fast and it was almost scary how quickly we started seeing influences of our style in people’s work… more frightening still when copycats started popping up. And I’m not talking about “oh they like hatching kind of like we do” or whatever, no I mean, setting up their artwork the same way, copying our conventions without understanding them, looking like all their stuff was frankensteined together from various pieces of art we had done, stealing our IA journals and switching out things like “Kicking ass” to “Ass Kicking!” for every single theme we had on our list. There where a few people who so totally tried to steal our artistic identity, you honestly couldn’t say anything about them as artists in their own right. Then they take this, and sell it. It was frustrating and it was upsetting and it still is.

It is hard to respect people like this as “fans”. They are not an appreciator of your work, they are a re-packager of it. They don’t learn from you or study your work, they take what you draw and mimic it in the most superficial way possible. They feel like they own it and the things you do and heaven forbid anyone mention it (even if it’s not you) because they will lash out at you in vicious ways, even if you never respond to it. How a person can be so thoughtless and self entitled about what they do and how the treat you can call themselves a “fan” is beyond me. A lot of art in the furry fandom, especially the stolen stuff, is fairly immediately a commodity to be bought and sold and often people like this don’t really post for fun, they post to sell and they don’t care how you feel about it. As someone this happens to, it feels a lot like finding someone on ebay selling your art on cigaret cases.

If you are not one of these people, you’re probably ok :P Despite the few times this has happened, none of our fans have ever come after anyone or torn anyone apart or even said anything to them, instead sending me e-mails and notes, if that. People generally don’t seem to care all that much, the same people who point it out to me buy from them because it’s honestly not that important to them.

There is this weird feeling that artists aren’t really people who can be spoken to or who have feelings or who will even help you through phases you get stuck in or encourage sources of inspiration. I dunno, it’s cool that this is something you think about and if you’re worried about copying someone in particular, maybe ask them about it. I’ve never been shy about sharing my influences or inspiration or explaining why I make certain choices in my art. Learning about where people come from is much more helpful in forging your own path, rather than following in their footsteps :)

Exposure

A Min Yoongi/Suga Fanfiction

Summary:  Exposure determines how light or dark an image will appear when it’s been captured by a camera…So why can you only see rainbows when you look at him.

Masterlist

Part 29

You were anxious as you sat in the back of Jin’s car, with Yoongi sat in the front talking away to his friend as city lights whizzed past the window at the side of you. However, it wasn’t the unknown destination that you were heading for that had you feeling on edge.

It had only occurred to you once you’d all began filing out of the studio 10 minutes before, and you’d grabbed your bag from the floor only to have some paracetamol fall out, that you’d completely forgotten about one very vital thing that had happened the night before…

…sleeping with Yoongi.

It was the sight of the little box of white caplets that prompted you to remember that you had yet to take a morning after pill, and with that in mind- despite being able to sneak one quickly when you’d first got in the car- you’d not been able to think about anything else as the lights had smudged into a blur and the black world had rolled by beneath you.

‘Y/N?’

'Mmm?’ you mumble, snapping your head to look to the rearview mirror to see what Jin wanted, but when you realise he wasn’t there, and he was in fact to the side of you, having opened the door to let you out after parking the car up, you feel your face flush hotly, shuffling out of the car as he holds the door for you.

'You were in a world of your own there.’ he chuckles, watching you as you move out of the way so that he can shut the door, feeling the weight of his gaze on you like a spotlight in the middle of a crowded auditorium.

'Are you okay? …you seem a little bit quiet.’ he asks as he motions for you to follow him, and as you look up at him you finally realise that Yoongi was nowhere to be seen.

'Yeah im…im fine- where’s Yoongi?’

You dont see the way he looks at you questioningly before you come to a stop at the edge of some grass, taking in your surroundings for the very first time since arriving at your destination.

Jin had pulled up in a gravel carpark, a tiny shack serving as a daytime shop- which at that moment was closed- whilst the rest of the space, other than the road, was made up of rolling hills and grassland that stretched on for what looked like miles. There were bushes and a few trees dotted around, but under the expanse of the royal blue/black sky which rolled out for lightyears above you, the land seemed as flat and bare, and utterly beautiful as you’d ever seen anything look.

’…where are we?’ you whisper, going to take a step forward, but being stopped by a hand suddenly slipping into yours, a glimmer of silver appearing in your vision beside you.

'Somewhere beautiful.’ Yoongi murmurs, smiling gently at you as you turn your head to look at him properly, feeling your lips twitch up as he leans closer to you and he slowly and timidly drops a kiss to your cheek. You hear Jin walk away and you figure he’d gone back to the car, but you were too caught up in looking at Yoongi to really pay any attention to him in that moment.

'Why are you being so shy?’ you ask amusedly, becoming distracted from your earlier thoughts as you let him begin to walk you forward, nothing but endless grass and rolling knolls of ground meeting your feet as you go.

'I’m not shy-’

'You’re blushing, though.’ you chuckle, biting your lip as you watch him touch the back of his hand to his cheek and proceed to awkwardly pat his hair into place, his eyes flickering to you every now and again as he stutters shyly.

'Well, im-im just nervous. I wanted to show you something- which is the whole reason that we’re out here-’

'What did you want to show me?’ you ask curiously, squeezing his hand encouragingly and smirking to yourself when he squeezes yours back.

'Be patient, and you’ll find out.’ he chuckles, beginning to swing your conjoined hands slightly as the two of you continue walking, and you cant help but laugh at him as he gets more and more enthusiastic with the movement, pulling your hand higher and higher until he suddenly spins you around and you find yourself in his arms.

'Owf.’ you huff, widening your eyes at the suddenness of the move, before chuckling and feeling your face flush as he pauses for a moment to kiss you, his lips pressing gently and lovingly to yours, making you lightheaded and leaving you confused when he slowly pulls away.

'I love kissing you.’ he murmurs, making a shiver race down your spine as you watch him, before he loosens his grip on you slightly and begins to pull you forward again.

'I love showing you new things too…which is why I brought you here. ..do you remember the photos you saw on my desk yesterday?’

'Y-e-a-h.’ you say, watching him curiously as he smiles to himself, pursing his lips as his eyes flicker from yours to your surroundings, before your eyes suddenly catch sight of the professional looking camera that was slung across his other shoulder.

'Are you going to take some photos now?’ you ask excitedly, watching him pull it from his side and begin to fiddle with it with a concentrated yet amused expression.

'I most certainly am.’

'Good! You should catch the way the moon bounces off of the grass and how beautifully it contrasts with the sky because I just cant get over how-’

You had been too busy concentrating on explaining the vision you had, to notice that Yoongi had taken a few feet back from where you’d been stood and was currently smiling gently to himself, peeking over his camera every few seconds as he began to take photos…

…of you.

'Wait, what are you doing?’ you ask when you finally turn to see him, grinning embarrassedly as you go to walk over to him after realising he probably hadn’t heard a word you’d said, but stopping when he suddenly holds up his hand to tell you to stop.

'Stop there a minute.’ he murmurs, raising his camera to his eye for another half a minute and you smile self-consciously as you shuffle awkwardly from foot to foot, waiting for him to stop.

'Are you cold?’ he asks suddenly, looking at you from over his camera and smiling happily as he stands up straight again, walking over to you and slowly sliding his arms around your waist, no doubt in an attempt to warm you up.

'No, im not cold. Its just slightly awkward that you’re taking pictures of me.’ you murmur, looking timidly up into his eyes and seeing him frown slightly at your answer.

'Oh. Sorry, i’ll stop if you dont want me to-’

'No. You dont have to, I mean…I’d just rather…I’d rather you were in them too.’ you explain, your voice slipping to become quieter at the end, and you almost miss the way he raises an eyebrow at you, before he suddenly steps away from you. You’re about to object, but just as you open your mouth you see him propping his camera on the floor, pressing a few buttons on it before turning to look back at you with a grin and lunging back towards you, grabbing you quickly and pressing his lips suddenly to yours just as you hear the camera beep. You expected him to pull away straight away, but then again as soon as his lips touched yours, there was no way you were going to let him, only pulling him closer when you think he was going to go and grab his camera, and feeling him reciprocate in kind, his hands grabbing at you fiercely.

'I didn’t mean like that.’ you breathe when you pull apart, feeling a grin stretch your face and seeing it reflected on his, and seeing him partner the look with a mischievous flash of his eyes.

'Do you want to take another?’ he asks, biting his lip and leaning slightly closer to you till you could feel his breath brushing against your lips, and you think you might even be able to hear his heartbeat battling to match yours as he smirks.

'Just one?’

'Hmmm, I was thinking maybe we should take a few.’

(T.B.C)