#Retouching guide

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Mastering Photo Retouching: Your Guide to Professional Results

Photo retouching is a powerful art that can elevate your images to a professional standard. Whether you're a photographer looking to enhance your portfolio, a model seeking flawless pictures, or anyone interested in perfecting their photos, mastering the art of photo retouching is essential. In this comprehensive guide, we'll delve into the fundamental principles of professional photo retouching, the tools and techniques involved, and how to achieve stunning results. We'll also discuss the significance of professional photo retouching services like Clipping World and offer insights on how to enhance your skills by listening to Photo retouching podcasts.

Grasping the Essentials

Before delving into advanced photo retouching techniques, it's essential to understand the core principles of professional photo retouching. These principles will help you achieve a natural, polished look:

a. Skin Retouching: Eradicate imperfections, blemishes, and wrinkles while retaining skin texture and tone. b. Color Enhancement: Adjust exposure, contrast, and color balance to attain vibrant and harmonious images. c. Background Refinement: Ensure that the background complements the subject without distracting from it. d. Detail Enhancement: Accentuate key details like eyes or hair to draw the viewer's attention.

Equipping Yourself with the Right Tools

To retouch photos like a professional, you need access to the right tools and software. Adobe Photoshop and Lightroom are popular choices among professional photo retouchers due to their extensive feature sets. When working on an image, use tools such as the clone stamp, healing brush, and adjustment layers to enhance your photographs.

Non-Destructive Editing

A hallmark of professional photo retouching is non-destructive editing. This method involves making edits on separate layers to preserve the original image. Non-destructive editing allows you to make adjustments or undo changes without compromising image quality. Utilize tools like adjustment layers, layer masks, and smart objects in Photoshop to facilitate this approach.

Skin Retouching Techniques

Achieving flawless skin is often a top priority in professional photo retouching. Effective skin retouching techniques include:

a. Frequency Separation: Split the image into two layers, one for texture and one for color, enabling precise adjustments to each. b. Dodging and Burning: Use dodge and burn tools to selectively lighten and darken areas, resulting in a smoother skin tone. c. Healing and Cloning: Eliminate imperfections using the healing brush and clone stamp while preserving skin texture.

Color Correction and Enhancement

Correcting and enhancing color can significantly transform an image. Techniques include:

a. Curves and Levels: Adjust the image's contrast and tonal range with curves and levels. b. Color Grading: Employ color grading techniques to establish a specific mood or style. c. White Balance: Rectify any color cast by fine-tuning the white balance.

Background Enhancement

The background of an image plays a pivotal role in its overall appeal. To enhance the background:

a. Background Blurring: Employ depth-of-field adjustments to create an appealing bokeh effect. b. Composite Images: Substitute the background with a more suitable one to enhance the overall composition. c. De-clutter: Eliminate distractions and unnecessary elements from the background.

Detail Enhancement

Accentuating specific details can significantly boost an image's impact. Techniques include:

a. Sharpening: Utilize sharpening tools to bring out fine details such as hair or texture. b. Eye Enhancement: Emphasize the eyes with techniques like brightening, enhancing catchlights, and adjusting color.

Continuous Practice and Improvement

Becoming a professional photo retoucher requires continuous practice and experience. Work on a variety of images and consistently refine your skills. Study the work of experienced retouchers and photographers to gain inspiration and insights.

Photo Retouching Services

Achieving professional-level retouching can sometimes be time-consuming. In such cases, professional photo retouching services like Clipping World can provide expertise in retouching, helping you achieve the polished, flawless appearance you desire for your photos.

Conclusion

Mastering photo retouching is a blend of technical knowledge, artistic intuition, and dedication to practice. By grasping the fundamentals, using the right tools, and embracing non-destructive editing, you can bring your images to life, transforming them into truly exceptional visuals. Whether you're an aspiring photographer or an individual seeking to enhance personal photos, photo retouching is a valuable skill that can turn your images into professional works of art. Additionally, listening to relevant podcasts can further enhance your skills and knowledge in the world of photo retouching.

[madewithsilk]

— SHE'S THE SERPENTINE

— TOJI FUSHIGURO x fem model reader

in which... you're a renown model, famous for runways and fashion shows with the greatest designers. But above all, infamous for the scandals with men and women, one night stands or long term relationships. Toji Fushiguro isn't too involved in all of that, he's known, sure, but he stays out of celebrity gossip by all means necessary. Though, it was hardly impossible to not learn about all the scandals you've been involved in. He finds soon enough what makes you so enticing.

— SHE'S MY COLLAR

beware of; sleeping w/ multiple people mentioned, paparazzi, body worship, open sexuality (r), drug consumption (alcohol, coke, etc), misogynistic terms (Shui), unintentional intox, experienced reader, creampie, breast play, size kink, spitting, degrading, breeding kink, use of “little girl” and “slut”

The first time Toji Fushiguro had heard of you was against his will. Your face was plastered everywhere on social media. Scandal accounts on instagram, gossip pages on twitter, you name it and you were there. Every week was something new. You saw two people at the same time and they found out or you hooked up drunk and wasted with an A list celebrity. Each time an interviewer confronted you about it, your bottom lip trapped itself between your teeth, an unapologetic yet guilty expression on your features. "Whoops?"

Toji hates to say it, but he was hypnotized. The shameless amount of sexuality you presented was different, it set you apart from celebrities or models who wished to keep their lives private.

It was finally February, and the most anticipated event of the year loomed ever closer: New York Fashion Week. Designers with international acclaim, iconic brands, and a plethora of celebrities would converge under the same glittering roof. Models would grace the runway with fall and winter collections that had intricate details and bold designs, and by the end of it all, after-parties were promised.

As his sleek, tinted car glided to a stop outside the venue, flashes erupted around him, capturing every moment of his entrance. The pulsating city lights bathed him in a jarring glow while fan girls strained against the red ribbons that barred them from reaching him. Men in sharp suits rushed to surround him, hiding his apperance from intrusive cameras.

He couldn't resist a small throaty chuckle leaving his lips, adjusting the tie around his suit. His outfits were common among the men, but the women he spotted were extravagant to another level. Inside the grand building was nothing short of sumptuous architecture and people who could guide him to a seat. Everyone was given a pamphlet with the model's names and the brand they would be representing. Toji's eyes darted around to find the seat assigned to him.

He removed his coat, draping it over the backrest of the chair. His brow was constantly cocked, giving the occasional smile to anyone he recognizes. A small grunt left his lips as he sat down, opening the piece of paper to skim over the model and designer names. The music went silent in his brain as his eyes focused on your name in bold, right under the title of Christian Siriano. Shut sat right down besides him, snapping Toji out of the trance with and elbow nudge. "Anyone specific you're watching?" He teases, and Toji laughs, giving a swift nod.

Meanwhile, your brain was hectic and lost. Everything overwhelms you during this time of the year, directors yelling names constantly, hair not sitting right, makeup smudging. Everyone enjoyed fashion week except the models under constant pressure. Backstage was bare and plain compared to the runway, ensuring a more calm space for staff but even that didn't help. Your section was about to go on stage and the only thing calming your chills was the promised parties right after.

Women around you were adjusting any quirks on your dress, retouching blush and lipstick, and any last-minute decisions just so a minute and a half could be perfect. The dress was red, frills towards the end and provactive above the waist. Your clevage was nearly completely on display, a statement to your usual fashion and life choices that the designer made sure to emphasize on.

You took a sharp breath, a hostess shouting our your name on the mic with a brief introduction. Heels bouncing off the floor, your steps were heavy on the black, wooden-clad platform. Coos echoed and pictures snapped all around. You made sure to keep your composure when reaching the end of the stage, focusing on a random person's face. As Toji's gaze met yours, he widened his own, receiving a small wink before you turned back around to strut towards the curtains you came out of.

Shui noticed the expression of shock, nodding his head at Toji. "Gonna go for the community whore?" He mocked, a shrug coming from Toji in response.

That night, you both ended up at the same after party. Your hair was disheveled, makeup dripping from constant laughter, and rubbing your nose from the lines of coke you had done. It was obvious that as the night grew older, the clock quickening to hit three at midnight, you were seeking out someone to take with you. And Toji wasn't one to pass up opportunities.

He fixed up his tie, slipping between people to get to you quicker. You nearly tumbled at his quick movements, holding onto his bicep to stabilize yourself. When your head shifted upwards, getting sight of the man, you let out a slurred chuckle. "You," Toji laughed at your one-worded comment, hands slithering to your waist, innocently playing it off as helping you.

"Me," He replied, eyes teasingly widening. You squeezed at his bicep, shamelessly eyeing him. "Toji, am'right?" Your words trembled over eachother. He nodded, pressing you flush against his body. He could play womanizer if it was required of him. "You're completely wasted, little lady." You pouted, half-lidded eyes fluttering at him. "Am not, just a bit woozy." He swayed his head, his scent was intoxicating. It was bourbon entangled with some fancy cologne.

His presentation was so snarky, just so confident he'd get you to himself. "Think I should take you home myself," He whispered into your ear, sending a warm shiver down your spine. "Ya' know, make sure you don't get yerself into any danger." You heaved at his words, a small needy whimper leaving your already parted lips. He knew this wouldn't be your reaction if you weren't gone on all sorts of drugs, you were far too calculated for that. Yet here you were like putty in his hands.

That night, he laid it down on you. He'd been craving this shit for so long, seeing everyone get a taste besides him. He knew he was going to take advantage of this moment, strip every article of clothing from your body slowly, not giving in too quickly. He didn't care how much you whined or complained, how much you tugged on his hair and wrapped your legs around his torso. He was taking it slow, kissing down your neck with utmost patience.

You were completely nude yet his body hadn't been exposed to you, underneath your flushed look, you were so damn frustrated. Every few moments, in between moans, you'd tug at his shirt or grind against his covered abs. Everyone always gave you what you wanted, the moment you demanded it. They didn't make you wait inbetween hot, wet kisses down your body along with the scent of only your arousal overwhelming you.

He took his time on your breasts, fondling them with his large palms. “You cold, doll?” He asked teasingly, fingertip toying with your hardened nipples. Your head was thrown back, just needing to be stuffed already. A groan left your lips, bucking your hips upwards. “Hurry.” The drugs were still affecting you, but they wore off by the moment. He sucked on the nipples, tongue warm and moist against your skin. You whimpered, tugging on his black hair.

He was at that for a moment, switching tits, spitting on them and smothering it all over. When he started unbuckling his pants, you had countless marks and bruises all over the sensitive skin. “You’re ridiculous.” You scoffed, just hypnotized by how his cock left an imprint on his boxers. Your pussy was clenching around nothing, gaping with need and slick.

Toji released his dick, springing to his lower abdomen. It was leaking with precum, the tip was red and irritated. You tried to reach over to stroke him but he swatted your hand away. “Are you on birth control?” He asked, voice raspy with hunger. You nodded your head yes, he was already pressing the fat tip inside your hole. You whined, gasping and trying to stabilize yourself with his shoulder. “Take– take this shit off,” You spat at him, gesturing towards the fabric covering his upper half. He rolled his eyes, retreating his hands from your hips and instead to his tie, removing it till there was nothing left.

You left your palms explore his torso, his abs, whining at the happy trail leading down to his cock. While you were distracted, his cock drilled into you, kissing your cervix when he bottomed out. You whined, a throaty moan being forced out of you from the sheer stretch. “Toji—“ He chuckled, beads of sweat gathering at his forehead and making the single strands stick to it. You’ve been with many men, girthy, lengthy, all of it, but Toji’s wasn’t anything you’ve dealt with.

Toji watched in awe as your fluttering hole tried to adjust to his cock. He wanted to just ram into you, but he had some consideration. Tears welled at your waterline, partly because of the pain, but mostly because you needed more. “Toji, move,” Your words were slurred, biting your lower lip as he pulls out and thrusts back into your cunt. The squelching noises were loud, bouncing off the walls. “Gonna take this shit, alright?” You nodded mindlessly, watching as his hips speed up and the flesh-to-flesh noises gain strength.

Toji had you babbling, tongue lolling out, hardly able to form a coherent sentence. The curve of his cock hit against your g-spot each time, abusing the gummy spot over and over again. He snaked an arm between your thighs, rubbing circles into your clit at a quicker pace. “To-Toji—“ He held onto your thighs, pressing them further against your chest. “Can’ttt,” He licked his lips, feeling you clamp down harder on his dick. The double stimulation of your nub and cunt was too much to take.

“You can.” He stated, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. “Open this slutty mouth,” You did as told, stretching your tongue out. He spat onto it, pace not relenting. Although you whined in complain, you still swallowed it, thick spit running down your throat. “How many men have dumped their load into you? You need dick to live, huh?” He was shaming you, shaming how much sex you had, shaming your lifestyle, yet it just made the knot in your tummy grow increasingly. “Maybe you are just a pretty lil’ face and body meant to be used,” You whined, drool running down your chin.

He laughed at the pathetic sight, hips stuttering as he neared his orgasm. “There we go, c’mon,” You gushed onto his dick before he could, your cum soaking his lower abdomen and your own thighs. He didn’t stop, still chasing his orgasm desperately. Toji could feel your cunt spasming from the overstimulation. “I’m gonna cum in this pussy, gonna fuck a baby into you.” He heaved out, head burying into your neck as he blew thick ropes of cum into your cunt.

Toji pressed a hand down on your tummy as he pulled out, cum spilling out. “Fuck,” You were fucked out, whimpering. “So sweet, just existing to take cum,” He mocked, a small pout on your lips.

He decided to spend the night, but in the morning, as he gathered his shit, you slowly stirred awake. You were sobered up but the hangover was drastic. “Shiiit.” Toji laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed while fixing his watch. You scooted towards him, pressing your completely nude body against his clothed back. “Need money or somethin’?” You scoff, pushing him away yet still sleepily ending up against his back again. “I’m not a prostitute, I probably make more money than you.” He laughed once again, standing and watching you flop onto the bed.

He flicked your forehead with his middle finger and thumb, forcing a small wince and yelp. “Just fuckin’ with you.” He assured, throwing the covers over your goosebump lathered body. He was about to walk out, leaving something on the dresser. You were about to groan in annoyance, imagining it to be money or something of the sort. As your eyes focused in on it, a few digits were written out.

As he was walking out your apartment for the first time, he knew it was gonna be a hassle. Cameras were flashing at him, surrounded by paparazzi intrigued by this new relationship. “Sir, were you in there with famous model—“ Before the man could finish his sentence, Toji walked past the microphone with an increased speed “Fuck off,” They kept chasing after him but he slammed the car door in their faces.

After he started seeing you more, he realized why you could never keep a long term relationship. You were incredibly high maintenance. You were both at the mall, trying on a thousand pairs of lingerie sets, another dozen of shoes, you name it. He followed you around, holding your bags. Yet, he promised he was going to be the one to keep you.

Every time you offered your card at a store, he jerked your hand away (gently, of course) and gave his own. Who were you to deny a willing gentleman? A small giggle was a constant while walking around, “I’m gonna run your shit dry.” You made fun, poking his side. Toji grumbled playfully, wrapping an arm around you and ruffling your laid hair. “Yeah? Think I don’t benefit from this too, little girl?” You huff, attempting to get his broad arms off of you but he only holds onto you tighter, intentionally bothering you.

He also started attending every one of your shows. He usually only went to big ones where he was encouraged to make an appearance, but now he’d be sat at every one with a pamphlet, awaiting your walk. Eventually, he started collecting the little pamphlets they gave to him, including the first one from Fashion Week.

He was so easily entranced by your walk, your body, everything. People would catch his indifference turn to focus when you went on stage. The only thing that bothered him was the invasive questions from people desperate for a gossip story. “Sir, this is the longest relationship she has had, mind telling us your secret?” Or “We’ve heard rumors about her seeing other people, is that true?” He rolls his eyes, waving his hand dismissively. And if these people ask questions when you two are together, he nearly has to cover your mouth every time. You lacked a necessary amount of media training.

Regardless, Toji knew he had hit the jackpot. For once in his life.

[gnohomotho]

HEAR ME OUT

This request that i have is so cheesy but sounds so good in my mind, forgive me 😭😫

Junho and reader doing like a private first impression thing like u know where the bride and groom are standing back to back and then they turn around. And like Junho is mesmerised has tears is his eyes

Like i literally only have the most cheesy and romantic ideas in my mind i CANNOT help it

Btw love your works 😜😚😚😚❤️❤️

I did my best, Anon, your message truly made my day. ♥ :D I hope I didn't overdo it, then again, cheese is my livelihood. Sorry for any oddities or spelling mistakes, I'm a bit in the trenches today. :c

It's a bit longer with some wedding dress backstory and getting ready, but I think the good part is there. :3 I hope you enjoy! ♥♥♥

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The Moment I Saw You

Pairing: Jun-ho x almostwife!fem!reader Summary: And you thought the dress shopping would be hard. The first impression you wished to give your husband-to-be went differently than expected, and you are swimming in a sea of love and bliss. Warnings: Remember that one modded Skyrim playthrough where the player accidentally glitched the cheese-wheel summoning spell and drowned the whole town in cheese? Well, that's what's happening here, but worse. Fluff! Fluff! More fluff! Word count: 2.7k

Everything should have been perfect.

You were picking the dress, and it was taking long. You were standing in the bridal shop, unable to choose, tired, wanting to go home. The person looking back at you in the mirror didn’t look like a bride to you. Even though everything was in place, it felt…wrong. Fake, somehow. Ill-fitting. The shop assistant was very kind, you thought her patient – but even she could see you were not exactly the glowing bride-to-be she was used to. Nor anything like the shiny photographs littered across the front desk.  

Your close friend was there with you, trying her best, you could hear her rummaging through the dresses again, muttering – “puffy sleeves, prom dress, no, no, no, form fitting…” She had the fervour of a very hungry owl searching for that one mouse that got away. “Dumb…long…short…dear god do people actually wear this…oooh, shiny…no…hmmm…” She was already buckling under the weight of all the new ones she picked out for you.

“Hey, Y/N, are you sure you don’t like this one?” She held up a gorgeous gown, white as snow, silk, smooth, reflecting light with a soft plunge of a neckline, and a revealed back. The skirt fell in a mermaid style, you could look like a gorgeous datura flower at the bottom.

“No, no, I’m not sure…not…” You think of yourself in the dress and frown. Your husband to be…Your Jun-ho…should he see you like this? He should see the most beautiful version of you on such a day – and yet you felt more like he was going to run away the moment he laid eyes you.

“Please? How about this one?” Your friend holds up her second choice. The dress is half lace, intricately woven with flowers and soft curling patterns, with off-the-shoulder milky sleeves, a lovely bodice and a small ribbon on the back. The veil would hide more of you, you think. But still. You eye the skirt, its velvety material falling almost straight down. You know you’d be leaving nothing to the imagination and wonder, what if this is all a mistake? What if he made a gigantic mistake, from the very first moment he met you? The first date? The first touch? What if you’ve been unknowingly deceiving him, and now he’ll see you for what you are, what you look like, inside and out? You can’t hide in white.

Your friend walks up to you and gently takes your hand to help you off the platform. She guides you away from the mirrors. As she walks you to the changing room, she is slowly stroking your hand, noticing you are beginning to resemble a vibrating ball of nerves.

“Y/N, if you keep frowning like that, I’m pretty sure you’ll have to pay for extra retouching of all the new wrinkles.” She tried to joke but immediately noticed that it was neither the time nor place and changed her demeanour. You sit, feeling the small bench weigh down with you as she does too, and gently hold your stomach as you speak. You’re unsure which one of you will get the hint first, but you’re pushing it out into the back of your mind as far as you can.

“I just…” You try to speak but the words come out all wrong. “I don’t think he’ll…he’ll be so disappointed.” You sigh and trace both hands down your face to calm down and wipe the stress away, but it clings to every molecule of your skin. “Jun-ho isn’t the type to…” No, all wrong. “It’s not the dresses, it’s me.” Gosh darn it, the tears begin to form. “It’s just me.”

“Hey, hey���darling…” your friend begins stroking the back of your hand as she holds your palm. She is warm and reassuring, but you struggle to believe her.

“It’s ok. It’s ok to be nervous. But you’re beautiful, no matter the dress. To be honest,” she looks around with added drama, as if feigning trying not to be heard, “I don’t think any of the dresses could do you justice and you should just walk out there stark naked if you want them to see how gorgeous you are,” she laughs and squeezes your hand, you look up and let yourself rest with her reassuring, peaceful smile that reaches her lowered eyes now directly resting on you. Although you’re not hugging, you feel held.

Her eyes move to your hand resting on your stomach and you could swear you saw a glint sparkle in their corner and her lashes seem to fall far slower as she blinks, but says nothing. She is so very thoughtful, you think.

“Look, if I know anything about Jun-ho, which isn’t much” she continues, “that man is head over heels for you and the moment you said “yes” I don’t think he’s heard any other words of any language since.”

You let out a small chuckle through another tear. She continues, knowing she’s on a the right path, knuckle punching every guard on the proverbial way.

“I know you’ve walked past this shop year after year, before any of this, and I know you loved the dresses for their beauty, their, elegance, their promise. Y/N, you told me yourself, what was it…winter…”

“Winter dresses,” you chime in quietly. Barely a whisper. Breathing in, you try to remember those cold walks.

“I walked past, and I tried to look at the winter dresses when I knew the shop was closed. The ones with those gorgeous, long skirts, heavy velvety fabric where they met the skin, forming an A shape towards the waist.” You didn’t tell her that you liked both their protectiveness and the fact that if you decided to dramatically fall into a dark body of water, their puffiness and beauty would truly make the moment worth it. You continued after another less shaky but still reserved breath: “Hugged it and up there, the white enveloping the chest – perhaps with lace across the collarbones, but skin hidden, just a touch away…” you let yourself sink into the memory, far before you met Jun-ho, your husband to be. “With that veil that resembled a winter cape from a Russian fairytale.”

“There’s my little Vasilisa,” your friend laughed and stood up. “I’ll be right back, no eloping!”

You sat there, hand still resting on your belly, worried, excited, feeling as if you’re living someone else’s life. Thinking of what Jun-ho must be doing and feeling. Feeling worse and worse, as if you don’t deserve this life.

You quickly pull out your phone to check the time and melt. You have no idea how Jun-ho's timing is always so perfect, but only a minute or two ago, the words:

"Hey, sweet [diminutive version of Y/N], are you ok? Sorry, just wanted to check on you. I hope the dresses are treating you well! Tell [friend] to look after my wife!” light up your screen.

Another message lit up immediately after: “*wife-to-be, I just can’t stop saying it, sorry! I love you, Y/N.”

The smile that spreads from the corner of your mouth and butterflies that saunter from your stomach almost pushed all the anxiety off a cliff. But it still clung to the edge.

Your friend waltzed in and to your utter disbelief, she held up the perfect dress.

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The click of your pearl-white heels was the only thing to be heard across the grass. You focused on their soft step and keeping your balance. Your heart was fluttering out of its chest, your stomach was doing its best to leave the building in excitement, in fear, in anticipation – the train of your dress followed you with a soft sliding murmur and the skirt gently touched each flower on the way. You were so glad he chose to do it this way, away from others. Flowers, a shield of wise oak trees. Bird chatter, a gentle breeze on your flushed cheeks, that’s all you truly needed. That, and him.

“I want to be the only one to see you, Y/N. The only one to witness the first sight of my wife.”

The sweetheart neckline clung to your collarbones, the off-the-shoulder fabric neatly stacked in on itself was cuddling your back and shoulders, light and nearly translucent. It rested on your skin as a light lover’s touch. The beautiful, laced veil, floating with you as well as behind you was hiding, yet still accentuating your shining hair with small white flowers nestled between locks. It fell periodically across your back and your shoulders, resting on your collarbones with each step. The heavy fabric of the dress which clung to your waist and fell once more felt cool and warm at the same time, giving you an air of ethereal slow motion. You looked like you belonged in a winter forest. A vision of indescribable, untouchable beauty. The wind gently played with your hair, as if longing to caress you as much as the man in front of you.

As you walked, the form of your husband-to-be materialised in front of you, facing the other way. Although there were many other features around, each quite beautiful, you had no eyes for them. Slowly, meticulously, as if not to scare him, you walked up the small hill towards him and lingered behind him. He hasn’t seen you, but he knows you’re there – his back is giving away the quickness of his breathing and his attempts to steady it down. Please breathe, my love…” Your thoughts leave their nerves at bay and soften into nothing but care and love for him. Finally, as lightly as a feather, you rest your back against his, feeling his breath quicken once more and his entire form tense and release, as if wishing to melt into you.

Jun-ho almost hesitates, but slowly, in what is trying to be a level manner, speaks.

“On the count of three, Y/N?”

You breathe out a tiny chuckle. Ever the pragmatic yet meticulous man.

“One…” you say almost in unison.

Your breath quickens, your heart is racing ten miles a minute, the dress seems to be tighter and tighter and the birds louder and louder yet so far away.

“Two…” he says alone and you whisper with him, mind turning to mushy cotton but enveloped in such a warm feeling of bliss.

Jun-ho takes in a last, heavy breath and as he lets it out…

“Three.”

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You turn around in unison and both stand frozen in the moment.

Your eyes meet.

Jun-ho stands utterly transfixed, trying to take you in, all of you, in your entirety at once. But his eyes cannot contain you, so he keeps glitching, his hands that he wished to extend to you the moment you turned, are shivering and tense.

His soft gaze tries to dart and look at you from a different side, angle, but he cannot. You’re…you’re a vision that he cannot and will not disentangle from.

As his eyes are trying to take in every inch of you and warming his heart with every molecule he manages to snatch from the photons reflecting your form, his heart is firmly on its way out of his chest.

You hear nothing but your breath now, you’re looking up into his eyes, inches away from his face, which is frozen and beginning to tear at itself. As if a mask was cracking in nothing but a barrage of indescribable beauty and feeling.

Jun-ho slowly lifts a shivering hand to his mouth and rests it across his face, fingers almost up to his eyes, as if shielding both you and him from the raw, sheer affection that has swept him off his feet – and you, you are both the waves he’s drowning in and the only lifeboat on the sea.

“Y/N…” he barely chokes out in a whisper.

“Y/N…you…you look...” his hand is joined by his other, slowly laying each palm and finger against themselves under his lips. Jun-ho doesn’t know why he cannot control his expression, a wide smile is fighting to be seen, his eyes and heart are tearing at him in springs of bliss and absolute adoration as he wishes to scoop you up to him and melt into you, squeeze you so tight you won’t know where you stop and he begins.

But you are…untouchable as this vision before him. As he steadies himself, he tries to breathe, getting a breath caught in his throat. He finally looks away and you worry, worry your worst fears came true. Worry that the girl sitting in the bridal shop holding her stomach was correct.

But on second look, he is…oh gosh…” The mixture of worry and unexpected relief, bundled up in nothing but affection and deep care threaten to drive you to both laugh and tear up.

“Jun-ho…!” A hushed whisper from your tender lips brings him back to you, turning his head slowly back. He meets your gaze with reserved fear, one eye – look away – second eye – look away – both – remain with you. You see now, with warmth growing in your chest and flutters dancing across your skin, why he was shielding his mouth, then face, then needing to look away entirely. You take both his hands into yours, caressing each finger lovingly as you lower them down to your waist. You envelop his hands, still caressing each knuckle with the ball of your thumb.

“Jun-ho, my love…” you say slowly, levelly, in a low whisper. “My sweet love…it’s alright.”

Jun-ho cannot help it, the sides of his eyes are fully sparkling now. Your eyes are fully transfixed on his own and guide his gaze into you, and he smiles that wide smile you have grown to love so dearly. Jun-ho’s eyes are now fully glistening like still lakes under a full moon.

“I cannot believe you’re here. I---I---cannot believe…it’s…you…with me…My…My…”

Jun-ho cannot speak further but you feel the hands in your tender embrace reciprocate a grip far more secure and loving than you could ever wish for. As protective as it was reassuring. Jun-ho always held you as if you could slip away at any moment, but so tenderly that should you do so, you’d be protected and enveloped in loving warmth to the very end.

“Your wife. My darling. My husband.” Your face softened as you let the words slide across your lips and into the chasm between you, creating the gentlest of bridges.

“My---wife…” Jun-ho lets out an untangled breath of relief, the full smile finally taking over his face. Sparkles turning to tears fall at the same moment, as if a weight both descended from and knocked the air out of him in a single moment.

“You’re…you’re so beautiful. My love. My everything. You are…you are everything.” He’s still smiling as the small specks run down his cheeks. “I love you, Y/N. I love you. I’m so glad. So glad. So happy. I don’t know how to---can I…can I touch you?”

As the lightly shivering voice in contrast to his imposing, beautiful form reached your ears, you lightly caressed his cheek, and he leaned into your palm immediately.

“Of course, Jun-ho.”

Without a second to spare, he lovingly, gently, as lightly as he could in his given disposition, cupped your face and gave you the longest, most tender of kisses. Slowly his hands trailed to your waist, brushing, as if making sure you weren’t going to disappear or turn into a beautiful dream.

Finally, Jun-ho everso carefully took you in fully. Without warning but still tenderly, Jun-ho lifted you up to him, as if you and your dress were as light as the breeze playing with your hair. In one movement he twirled around with you, letting your dress get caught in the moment and carried by motion, his gorgeous wife, his Y/N, nought but his – giggling in his arms, a vision of angelic beauty in his embrace – and he caught himself laughing with you, in nothing but pure bliss. As he let you down just as gently, his touch lingered – he didn’t want to let you go for one second.

Squeezing his hand, you nudged your face closer to his, beckoning without words; he covered the remaining distance.

You felt his lips brush against your own – top, then bottom, then both – before resting on yours fully. Tenderly. Reservedly. Lovingly. You placed a soft kiss where they lingered and Jun-ho finally let himself melt into you fully, kissing you as if you harboured the last bastion of oxygen in the depths of the ocean, as if you were the only thing on this Earth that he wanted, needed, yearned and lived for.    

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Can you write a smut between Charles Leclerc and Y/N and Y/N is being VERY bratty and then when they get home Charles punishes is VERY harshly and dominantly?

oh, god, i’m sorry this took so long but it’s here and it’s filthy, maybe not as kinky tho. Hope you still like it <3 f1 masterlist

a tiny little dress and an attitude, that’s what you put on for dinner, your boyfriend’s company dinner. It was held by his team principal, Fred, and the table was full of important people, all he had to do was kiss ass the entire evening and act decent. The second part being somewhat of a challenge when he had you sat next to him.

You had been tangling your legs in his, touching his neck, scratching it with your nails, guiding his hand between your thighs and crossing your legs, trapping his hand. All the little touches turning him on and you knew it. You watched as his face went red when your hand landed on top of his groin, his jaw clenched as he finished talking to someone.

“Keep acting like this and you’ll earn yourself a punishment when we get back to the hotel.” he whispered in your ear, sternly, as he removed your hand from his middle, placing it back on your thigh.

And that was exactly what you expected. Charles had gone soft on you the past months, not that it was bad but you really needed to get taken care of again, be manhandled. Your mind wondered for a while, thinking of what could get you more in trouble for tonight, you looked around the table, eyes landing on the guy sat across from you, catching the way his own flicked from your face to your chest, you had talked to him on the entrance but couldn’t care to remember his name is who he was. Once you set your target you excused yourself to the toilet. You came back a few minutes later, your lipstick retouched and your tits more prominent in the dress.

You engaged in conversation with the older man, laughing at his unfunny jokes, smiling and agreeing with his opinions. Charles watched from the corner of his eye, conversing with a different person himself. He put his hand around your waist as he finished talking with the person and brought his lips to your ear.

“You’re in big trouble now, baby” he concentrated back on his food, giving the man you were talking to a quick nod.

The guy seemed to take the hint and brought an end to his talking, leaving you alone with the thoughts of what your boyfriend would do to you the second you stepped foot in the hotel room. After everyone finished dinner you stayed for a couple of drinks, Charles wasn’t drinking much since he was driving and you had decided to stay off alcohol for the evening so you were the first ones to leave. After excusing yourselves and saying your goodbyes you left to his car.

“You are fucking unbelievable, you know that?” you nodded teasingly “I’m starting to think that punishing you is pointless, since you enjoy it so much”

“I’m sorry, daddy, just trying to get your attention, missed seeing you like this.” you whispered, reaching over the center console to delicately pull his face to yours before burring your face into his neck.

“No, no, no, get off, we’re gonna get your shit together back at the hotel.” he said with a hand wrapped around your throat, pushing you back into your seat.

The car ride had you fuming in anticipation, watching the way his hands gripped the steering wheel, the way his jaw clenched in frustration whenever he met a red light. It wasn’t a short ride but you made it to the hotel, getting out of the car and into the elevator in a rush. As soon as the door closed you jumped on his neck but he quickly put a stop to the attack.

“You’re not in the place to make any decisions or take action for your needs, princess” he said with a hand to your neck you shivered at the pet name, your expectations growing for the night.

Charles pushed the room door open and shoved you in by the arm, closing it behind him before throwing you on the couch.

“You’re a slut, you know that? A greedy little cock slut.” he said, approaching you and kicking your feet apart, making your legs spread open, he stood between the and reached for your face, squeezing your cheeks together. You looked up at him, waiting for his command, instead, he let go of you harshly to take off his coat and jacket. Your hands went to his thighs, going to caress them but he swatted them away. “What did i tell you, princess? No taking action and we’ll be done with this quickly, yeah? Show me your hands” he said as he took off his tie, somewhat sweetly.

You put your hands out in front of him and watched as he tied your wrists together with his neck tie. You had to hold back a smile so he didn’t think you were enjoying it too much, because, at the end of the day, this was a punishment. He started undoing the buttons on his shirt, eyes never turning away from you, and pulled it off once he was done, fingers moving now to his pants. You grew impatient as he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and finally pulled his dick out of his underwear, he jerked the hardening shaft for a while before pointing it to you.

“Open” he said as he tapped it on your lips. you obeyed immediately, jaw dropping so he could push his cock into your mouth. “Come on, baby, take it”

You nodded and let your hands fall to your lap, focusing in your mouth and his dick inside it. You pulled your head away, mouthing just the fat tip and twirling your tongue around it, you couldn’t miss the way his jaw clenched in reaction. You pushed your head forwards, slowly taking more and more of him into your mouth but Charles wasn’t having it so he tangled his hand into your hair and pushed it himself, till your nose hit his groin. You gagged slightly making him pull away a little.

“Don’t tell me it’s too big for you, bébé, you always take it so well” he teased, taking his hand to your chin to make you look directly into his eyes. “Come on, if you keep going like this i’m gonna have to do it myself. Is that what you want? For daddy to use your little tight mouth?” you nod, giving him the green light to absolutely wreck your mouth.

He grabbed your hair tighter, starting to build up the rhythm of his hips. In what felt like seconds he was absolutely wrecking your mouth, thrusting hard into it, using you for his own pleasure, it turned you on so badly you had soaked your panties. When Charles finished his abuse to your mouth he pulled you away from his cock and examined your face, your cheeks were red, lips plumped, and tear stains had ruined your make up.

“Up” he commanded. You followed it, struggling to get yourself off the couch when you had your hands tied up but you did, he kicked your feet apart again making you feel even shorter in relation to him. His hand reached between them, landing on the wet spot on your thong. “All this from having your mouth used? What a fucking slut.” he slapped your cunt, making you jump a little. “Stand still.” he whispered in your ear after he got closer. Charles bunched up the front of your underwear and pulled it up, the thin lace easily slipping between your wet folds and giving you the slightest bit of friction on your clit, a strangled moan fighting its was past your lips. “So damn sensitive. C’mon, take them off, turn around.” he said as he untied your hands.

You did as he asked, pulled off your panties and turned your back to him, he took your hands back in his and tied them behind your back now and placing a pillow on top of the couch’s back rest before shoving your face in it. “Everything alright?” he checked and you nodded.

Charles flipped your skirt up, giving a nice view of your ass and your wet cunt, right there, just waiting for him. His fingers danced between your folds, being covered in your wetness before taking them to your clit, you bucked against his hand, making him pull away and lay a slap on your ass. “Once again, princess, no taking action.” he reminded you before taking his hand back to your middle. His fingers circled your clit consistently, building up your orgasm before pulling away on the last second, leaving you throbbing and shaking multiple times.

“Daddy, please, let me cum, promise i’ll be good, please” you begged when you felt yourself loosing your balance.

“I don’t think you understand what’s happening here, bébé, so let me explain” another slap to your ass “You misbehave and i take care of it? Yeah? You sit and take what i give you and maybe i’ll let you cum at the end. Understood?” you nodded “Good. Color?”

“Green”

He laid another slap on your, now red, ass before pressing his fingers to your clit again. It was insane how well he knew your body, how he knew when you were about to cum, exactly when he should pull away. But he was growing impatient, he needed to bury himself into you, so after a couple more edges he pulled his hands away from your middle and placed one of them on your hip as the other jerked himself.

“Gonna fuck you now, princess” And just like that you felt him fill you up to the brim, his cock reaching so deep inside of you it hurt the first few thrusts. In minutes he had set a merciless pace, fucking into you harshly as he searched for his own pleasure. You knew it was sick but you felt so good being fucked like this, knowing that he was only using your holes. You couldn’t stop moaning, every thrust of his pulling a whine from your lips and it was driving him insane. Your walls started clenching around him, showing that you were close. “Don’t cum, only when i tell you to”

“No, Daddy, can’t, i’m so close, please.” you managed to get out.

“Come with me, yeah? ‘M close too” he pulled your body up, flush against his chest, placing one of his hands on your neck and the other down on your clit, circling it.

“No, Charlie, no. Yellow, need to cum, can’t hold anymore, ‘m sorry.” you cried out as you came around him, body going numb in his arms. The clenching of your pussy triggering his own orgasm before he could even pull out of you.

“Oh, fuck” he groaned before pulling out “Shit, so sorry, baby” he sat down and pulled you on his lap, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I’m so sorry, love, didn’t mean to edge you that much.”

“It’s okay, i deserved it and i kinda wanted this. I love you, charlie.”

“Love you too, baby, let’s get ready for bed, yeah?”

[pradabambie]

the roommate. rafe cameron x reader x felix catton. pt. 3

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"are you sure you like it?" you asked rafe for the fifth time, running your hands on your pink dress, trying to get rid of the few wrinkles.

"you look hot as fuck," rafe said as he planted a kiss on the crown of your head and playfully slapped your ass, earning a laugh from you.

"so, remind me again, why do you have to wear pink?" the blonde asked as he sat on the table, a blunt in his right hand, which he lit up "trying to calm the fuck down after the little stunt you pulled," he had explained.

"it's a little tradition felix and i have," you mumbled while retouching your mascara.

rafe rolled his eyes in response.

"can you try to loosen up tonight, rafey? it's important for me that the two of you get along."

you turned to look at him with your best puppy eyes, the kind rafe couldn't ever resist.

he sighed. "i promise to be on my best behavior," you smiled, "as long as he doesn’t touch you, talks to you, or looks in your direction!" he finished off with a grin.

"now let’s get out of here before i change my mind about letting you out in that tiny dress."

a couple of minutes later, you were already at the door of the pub. the scent of smoke and alcohol invaded your lungs, and the pounding music invited you in.

"there she is! over here, love!" lex called for you from the other side of the crowded room, waving his hand to get your attention.

the pet name seemed to annoy rafe, who clung to you possessively as you guided him to the table.

you introduced your boyfriend briefly to the rest of the people there, not that they paid any attention, except for a couple of your closer friends, who got up and greeted him.

felix saw an opportunity when rafe was distracted making small talk with one of your classmates.

he lowered his head to your ear, and you could feel his hot breath on your neck as he said, "you look fucking incredible tonight, not that i can say it out loud, but just so you know."

he winked as he stood straight again, making you look up at him since he was so goddamn tall.

"so, pink, felix? really?" rafe mocked as he pointed at the fuchsia shirt the boy was wearing, matching perfectly with your dress. "what’s that about?"

felix, catching the comment, grinned in response. "come on, mate, not everyone can rock the posh boy look like you do," he said, taking another sip of his beer.

as the night unfolded, felix and rafe engaged in a subtle competition for your attention.

if felix wanted to do shots with you while licking salt off each other's hands, rafe would get extra touchy with you on the dancefloor, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you closer and closer to him, so close that you could feel him.

and when rafe went into a full make-out session with you in a corner, a result of the building tension the two felt while dancing, felix got needy and wanted to take pics with you in your matching outfits. of course, he wanted rafe to take them, so he could stare right at him as he placed his hand on your waist.

he was getting to rafe, and he loved it.

eventually, you all got drunk and returned to the initial table, taking a break from the nonstop dancing and drinking.

the conversation was light between the few people left, and at one point, felix leaned in, his voice low. "you know, you and i should get matching bracelets someday. what do ya think?"

his finger traced imaginary figures in your hand.

rafe, catching wind of the conversation, shot felix a disapproving look. "she doesn't need more bracelets. she's got plenty. all bought by me."

felix chuckled, acknowledging the tension. "easy there, tiger. just a suggestion."

“i need to get some air,” rafe said to you as he got up from his seat.

“you don’t want me to come with you?” you were kinda worried felix’s banter was getting to him.

“no, baby, you’ll freeze,” he stopped you from complaining by planting a kiss on your lips, holding your face with both his hands. after that, he made his way to the outside of the bar.

you didn’t notice felix staring, and you didn’t notice when he went after rafe.

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Sweet as Cherry Pie

Pairing: Soft Dark!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: Steve comes home with great news, but you're not as happy as you should be. Word Count: Over 1.4k Warnings: Implied smut, noncon/dubcon elements (you have been warned), gaps in memory, gaslighting, coercion, creepy vibes, Steve Rogers (yep, he's a warning and a little mean) A/N: Steve and Cherry's Intro for my Disturbia AU! ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You always enjoyed baking. It gave you something to do with your hands and the hobby was both simple and challenging. It required focus for measuring and following directions, but you also had fun with your creations. It seemed to be one of the only ways you could express yourself now, which clouded your feelings when you focused too much on it.

I will not feel sorry for myself. I have a good life. The best life.

Being the wife of Steve Rogers was a dream come true. The man was handsome, loving, a hero. The all American dream wrapped up in the perfect package. He worked hard to provide you both with a lovely home and didn't ask for much in return. Only that you follow his orders and be dutiful.

A good wife obeys her husband.

You idly wiped down the counter as you waited for the oven timer to go off, glancing at one of the photos Steve placed near the window. While he smiled from ear-to-ear, yours was a little more reserved. He loved drawing and taking photos of you, but there weren’t any photos of the two of you before you moved to The Haven. They were somehow lost in the move.

Not that I remember packing any of my stuff, but my old place doesn’t matter, does it?

The sound of Steve’s motorcycle pulling into the garage pulled you from your distracted thoughts. He normally called if he was going to come home early. The sound of the door would indicate if he was back for a good or bad reason. Either way, he’d take his mood out on your body. You had to look presentable.

A good wife lives to please her husband.

You threw your apron off and rushed to your room to put on the cherry scented perfume he liked. He enjoyed it because it was seductive and sensual, sweet and tart, good enough to eat. As if on autopilot, you applied it to the same four spots: behind your ear, at the base of your neck, your wrist, and behind your knee. You retouched your lips next, staring at the tube of lipstick once you finished. It wasn't a color you wore until you moved in with him.

Steve picked it because he knows best.

When you looked at your beautiful reflection in the mirror, the urge to smash it began to surface. A flickering flame grew within you, threatening to spread like wildfire as you dropped the lipstick into the sink. There was nothing wrong with looking pretty for your husband. You just wished the person staring back at you was one you recognized.

I’m Cherry. I’m Mrs. Steve Rogers. I’m happy.

“Sweetheart?” Steve called to you before he gently shut the door. He was in a good mood at least. “Mmm. Something smells delicious.”

You straightened your dress and brushed off any negativity that bubbled under your skin as you went to greet him. Not a single blonde hair of his was out of place as he took in the sight of you. The need to impress him took over your thoughts. “Hi. Cookies are almost done,” you said, pressing your red lips to his cheek. “I didn’t expect you to come home so soon.”

“Maybe I just wanted to see my beautiful wife,” he asked as he slipped off his shoes and guided you toward the kitchen. Any excuse to touch you, he did. “Why? Are you not happy to see me?”

“I’m always happy to see you,” you said as you grabbed an oven mitt. The timer went off a second later and his eyes didn’t leave you as you carefully took the sheet out. “I just wanted to make sure everything’s okay.”

“Everything’s great,” he said, inspecting the cookies as you set them on the stove. You knew it was a wonderful batch without tasting them. The perfect man, he expected perfection in every extension of him. Which is why you didn’t make mistakes with any of your baking or cooking. "I have the best news.”

"Oh? What is it?" you asked curiously.

"Bucky’s married!" he said, taking you by the waist to twirl you around. “Can you believe it?”

"Married?" you repeated, not as happy as your husband. The news should’ve excited you since Bucky was his best friend, but it confused you. "I didn't know he was seeing anyone."

"No? I swore I told you he had his eye on someone,” he said with a condescending chuckle. “Makes me think you don’t pay attention when I speak to you, but that can’t be it, right?”

You went rigid in his grasp when he smiled. It reminded you of a demon, the shades of red and darkness showing in his eyes and perfect row of teeth. “It must’ve slipped my mind. Silly me,” you tried to giggle.

Like so many other things.

You didn’t relax until he kissed the corner of your mouth. “Because you’re so busy taking care of me, which I appreciate,” he praised you, his smile softer. Kinder. “And it’s better most days when I do the thinking for you.”

You bit your tongue so hard you almost drew blood, wanting to say that you were more than just a pretty face. The words didn’t come though. “You know best, Steve” you said as you plastered a smile on your face, your voice somewhat hollow after his insult. “And I love taking care of you.”

If he noticed your lack of enthusiasm, he didn’t say so. “Back to the good news,” he said, swaying with you even though there was no music. “It was a quick engagement and they didn’t want to wait. I wish I could’ve been at the ceremony, but I had that mission and I don’t blame him one bit for not waiting.”

“I’m sure he would’ve loved for you to be his best man.”

“He would’ve, but I'm happy that he’s happy. When you know, you know,” he said, tapping the tip of your nose. “Like the moment I met you. I knew you were going to be my wife."

Your smile faltered a little. It was difficult some days to remember just how you two came to be Mr. and Mrs. Rogers. You knew you loved him, but the actual process of falling for him? The build up of the relationship? It was like there was a chapter missing.

The past is the past and I have everything I need in the present.

Steve looked at you expectantly as you blinked. You needed to focus. “Just like I knew you’d be my husband.”

He hummed, seemingly pleased with your response. "We're going to meet her soon. Will you do me a favor, please? Make her feel welcome?" He suggested, but it was more like a command. He sometimes liked to phrase things in ways that made it sound as if you had a say in the matter, but his word was law. “Bucky’s my best friend and I want you two to be best friends.”

"Of course. It’ll be nice to have a new friend.”

“And once she’s settled in, I know they’re going to start trying for a family,” he went on, placing his hand on your stomach. “Which means we can try, too. Our kids can grow up together, the way Bucky and I did. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

Steve would be the best father. He deserves a family. So does Bucky.

“So wonderful,” you whispered, afraid you’d cry if you raised your voice. You wish you knew why the thought of having children with the man you loved scared you.

“Maybe we can start practicing,” he said, his voice huskier as he gripped your hips. “A bit of dessert before dinner.”

You didn’t protest as he backed you against the counter. Your body would welcome him home the way it always did. He’d please you as you pleased him.

“And Cherry?”

“Yes, Steve?” you asked as he dipped his head to inhale your perfume.

“Make a cherry pie for me to send to Bucky’s house. I don’t think he plans on leaving anytime soon and he isn’t letting his wife leave the bed. We can’t let them go hungry now, can we?”

“No, we can’t,” you replied, closing your eyes as he pushed your dress up.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered.

Happy husband. Happy wife. Happy life.

All good in the neighborhood, right? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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can you also make a living like jennie and also with her diet

How to live like jennie  ✦ ۫ 𑄼ల۫  ۪ the busy girl routine

This is a guide to daily routines inspired by Kim Jennie! These routines are ideal to do when you want to do self-care activities on a busy day when you have to go out!

(A/N): part 2 it's up! Check it out -> click me!

content list (routines):

morning

study

workout

shower + selfcare

night

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✸ ꒰ morning routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

💬 Jennie starts her days opening her curtains so the natural light shines in. Then she starts cleaning and organizing her room, you can do this the night before if you have to leave early in the morning, this is for once you get home you can rest in a neat and organized space. You can listen to music while doing it so it isn't too boring!

Next step is to get ready! Start with your skincare, double cleanse your face (only if you wake up with super greasy skin!) Use a toner, moisturizer and sunscreen!

Then do your makeup, jennie usually does her brows, pink-ish eyeshadow, cat eyeliner, curl her lashes and wear mascara, contour her nose and wear a nude lipstick!

Get dressed, she often wears crop tops with slightly baggy pants and top them with accessories like bucket hats, beanies or sunglasses!

Finally pack your bag with everything you need, don't forget about your phone, earphones, scrunchies or hair clips and a pouch with makeup for retouches.

✸ ꒰ study routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

🐈‍⬛ After a busy day our energies are probably too low to have a whole study session, so make it quick! Do a little review over all the contents and make a summary, if it's a math based subject like physics, do a little summary with all the formulas and their use.

After your study session, eat a snack or drink a smoothie to gain energy for the rest of the day!

✸ ꒰ workout routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

💭 Even on busy days it's important to have a little time for working out! Jennie is known for doing pilates, you can follow a Blackpink inspired workout like this one. Or you can check the diet part of this blog to see jennie’s short pilates workout!

If you're too tired you can try and do yoga. Jennie and Jisoo do aerial yoga but if you don't want to enroll in a class, search for a follow along video on youtube.

Whether you choose one of these workouts or another more impactful one, it's important to stretch after a workout to cool down our muscles and prevent lesions!

✸ ꒰ shower + self-care routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

🔭 First massage your scalp using a massager or your hands, jennie also puts aromatic oils in her hair before so she can relax easier, choose your favorite scent!

For shower feel free to choose whether to have a long bath with bathbombs and everything or a quick shower, but remember to wash your body and use a body scrub.

After shower, moisture your body with body lotion and change into pajamas.

After our shower dry your hair and head to the kitchen to prepare your dinner, one of Jennie’s hobbies is cooking and baking so have fun preparing your meal!

✸ ꒰ night routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

🩹 After eating dinner, wash both your teeth and face, double cleanse with a cleansing oil (dry skin only!) and a foam cleanser, then use a toner, Jennie uses a sheet mask after! Make sure to use the mask serum on your neck, arms or legs, after using cream to set the moisture.

You can also use a lip scrub if you struggle with dry lips or use a wet toothbrush, just make sure to apply lip balm or a lip mask after to wake up with perfect lips.

After all this pampering, get comfortable in your bed and watch a movie until you fall asleep

Good night!

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Hi! Ty for reading, and thanks for the request, sorry if it's too short but i struggled to find information about her routines, anyways, also sorry for the little wait i've been a little busy 🥺

Go check part 2!!!

Anyways that's all!

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McLaren 2025 - A Short Guide!

Welcome to the McLaren Racing 2025 short guide! Designed for new members of the Formula One community. colorized, retouched and edited by @hotgirlswatchf1 suggestion box open for future edits! 📬requests box! ⋆˚࿔

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All Right Now Part 3

Travis Kelce x Famous!Reader Description: The reader catches the eye of famous footballer Travis.

Warnings: None

Social Media AU

Before I knew it, two days had passed, and Travis and I had been texting each other in between the time we were both not busy with our hectic lives. I’m standing in front of my floor-to-ceiling mirror in my closet trying to figure out the best outfit for tonight, I finally settle on one.

I give myself a once over in the mirror taking a deep breath and grabbing all of my belongings.

My Phone chimes from where it is sitting on the vanity with a message, I glance at the message to see it is Trav letting me know he is here. I take one last deep breath before heading out to my home entrance. I open the door, seeing the 6’5 football player nervously adjusting his jacket.

“Hi” I blush under his deep gaze, I smile before nervously retouching my hair. He gives a giant smile before reaching out to hug me “Hey, you look absolutely beautiful” he lets go, reaching his hand out for me to grab, I take his hand and he guides us to his car, which is probably the most beautiful car I’ve ever seen.

He opens the car door guides me into the set, shuts the door, and jogs to the other side. He starts the car and we’re off.

We pulled into a beautiful restaurant with lots of vines and twinkly lights hanging from the ceiling. Before I knew it we were eating and laughing like absolute maniacs. We had a ton more in common than I ever thought I could with someone, He makes me smile and giggle like a little girl. 

“I can’t believe you did that,” he tells me with a huge grin, I laugh “Well I can’t believe I did either but that’s what happens when you have too many drinks” I take a quick sip of my drink.

  He sets his fork down before reaching down for a small bag “By the way I have a gift for you” he smirks before setting the bag between us on the table. I swallow the rest of my drink before hesitantly reaching for the object inside the bag

“You didn’t have to get me anything, now I feel bad I didn’t get you anything” I stop before I can say anything else, I’m a little speechless. In the bag sits a bright red Chiefs jersey with his number on the back “Oh wow” I glance up at him my face shocked. He took my silence as a bad thing and tried to revert “If you don’t like it, It’s fine I can keep it.” I shake my head profusely knowing he is reading my silent response wrong. “No! No, I really like it, I guess you were right about needing a new jersey with your number on it” I smirk at him. Seeing my approval he sighs in relief. 

“Well there is another part of the gift,” he tells me, reaching into his jacket pocket, and pulling out two tickets “This is for our next home game, and I wanted to see if you’d come and sit in the box and maybe wear the jersey?” he smirks. I smile before reaching out for the tickets “I would love to go, is it okay if I bring my mom?” I question.

“Absolutely” Smiling brighter he says. The night continues on with us joking, laughing, and finding out every detail about each other. 

Before I knew it, the night was coming to a close and we were on our way back to my house, standing by the door. “It was really fun tonight, thank you for this,” I tell him in a small tone. He reaches up and touches my hair slightly “Yeah It was, I can’t wait to do it again” he smirks 

“Again?” I question smiling

 “Oh yeah, we’re definitely doing this again, end goal, me and you are end game, I’m calling it now” He smiles at me. In shock from what he said

 “End game?” I whisper in shock.

 Still smiling “Oh yeah, I already told my family, I found my end game,” he says still acting nonchalantly about what he is saying. 

I try to let it sink in on what he is saying. I smile big before reaching up and bringing my hand to his cheek, motioning his face closer to mine testing to make sure he is okay with it,  more than okay. He closes the space between us, pulling me closer by his palm cupping the back of my head. 

For the first time in my life.

I feel safe, secure, and happy.

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420 Reasons to Love You - SDV FANFIC

Summary: You and Sebastian became unlikely friends after you moved to Pelican Town a year ago after taking over your late grandfather’s farm. Unlikely, because he was such a grouch to you but eventually he warmed up. Especially when he’s all pink eyed and high in cloud nine. That’s when he started to get closer with you over time. One day, while tearing down the shrubs and unwanted boulders of your land you’ve been avoiding for the longest, you come across something very interesting. 🍃

Headcanon Inspo: Sebastian being the subtle stoner of Stardew Valley lol + He’s a natural ginger.

⚠︎Content Warnings⚠︎ - Weed, Drug Use (Smoking). Definitely will be an NSFW. (Maybe..?)

☆.🍃 𓆏 🍃.☆

Chapter One - Just Roll With It

[Sebastian’s POV] - [Word Count: 2,295]

The heavy droplets of rain splatter on the roof of my home so much I can feel its vibrations all the way down in my basement room. It’s a soothing feeling and it makes a perfect mood for lighting a blunt up. With my headphones still on, I sit up from my bed to grab my hidden supplies in a locked drawer under my computer desk. But, before I could even unlock the damn thing, my over caring mom bursts into my room as usual.

“Sebby, Demetrius and I are going out for the night. Maru is staying late at the clinic, so can you make sure she gets home safe?” Mom informs as I sigh and stand back up with a slight nod.

“Yeah, yeah, I got it.” I yawned and scratched my abdomen from underneath my dark worn out purple hoodie. I plop onto my desk chair, powering it up because playing games while getting high sounds good too. In the corner of my eye, mom starts to approach me with a soft worried look.

“Sebby, when’s the last time you went out? I thought you'd be at the saloon by now.” Mom asks as she starts to pick up the miscellaneous things I have laying around. “Your room is getting cluttered again. What if you have guests over?” Mom nagged as she folded up some of my laundry. I shook my head and stood up, taking the shirt from her softly calloused hands.

“Mom, leave it. It’s fine, I’ll do it later. I thought you said you and Demetrius were leaving? Go, before he comes down here and nags my ass too.” I ushered her as I guided her to the door. She frowns a bit and shakes her head as she opens the door and takes the first step upstairs. She looked back up at me with a slight sigh and smile.

“Don’t forget to walk your sister home, okay? Dinner’s in the fridge. I made your favorite, pumpkin soup.” Mom conceded as she ruffled my hair. Her hand movements slow as she feels through my dyed purple locks.

“..Your roots are showing.” Mom points out as I slightly move away and reach up to run my hand through my hair. I glance at my reflection at a small mirror near by and those subtle orange roots are contrasting my dark purple locks. It’s only visible if it’s closely looked at, but still.

“It’s fine, I’ll retouch next time. Now, go. We’ll be fine, I promise I won’t forget.”

Mom nods and heads back upstairs as I close my room door. I wait for the front entrance door to close with the sound of locking before I hurry back to my desk and unlock that drawer. I’m hit instantly with that faint marijuana smell as soon as I start pulling out the rolling tray, sheets, and weed out onto my desk. It’s muscle memory at this point for set up. Sheet, weed, roll it up nice and tight then light her up. My eager fingers approach the readied sheet but of course, someone’s gotta interrupt me once or twice. My phone starts buzzing and I pick it with a groan, not even sparing a glance at the caller ID.

“Ugh, what?” I answer, pressing my phone against my ear with my shoulder while my fingers start to hurriedly roll with practiced ease before I get interrupted again.

“Hey, Sebs.” The familiar voice on the line, that soft bubbly sound enters my ears. It’s farmer (Y/N). A smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I raise my crisp blunt to my mouth and finally light. I inhale the smoke a bit before answering. The familiar warmth surging through my lungs gives me a sense of relief.

“Hey, (Y/N). What’s up?” I asked as I exhaled the smoke through my nostrils and sighed a bit while I settled deeper into my chair. I can hear her soft chuckle and can tell she knows what I’m doing right now.

“Well, I was just checking on ya. I haven’t heard from you today. You okay?” She asked, she was always this observant. I took another hit of my blunt and exhaled softly before speaking up.

“Yeah.. I just didn’t feel like going out today.” I responded, sinking deeper into my chair as I felt the high in my system taking over.

“It was one of those days, huh? You..mind if I come over?” (Y/N) responds as I hear her cat, Duchess, meow in the background. Glancing at my monitor’s time, it’s about 7:30pm. I can’t get too high, I still have to walk Maru home at 8:30pm. Having her around would probably sober me up and I can’t lie, I missed her a bit today.

“Mm, nope. You can come over. It’s raining heavily today, but I’m sure you already knew that, farm girl.” I chuckled softly, inhaling another hit from my blunt that smoothly burns in my fingertips. Maybe it’s the high that’s getting to me, but I’m feeling particularly giddy at her visiting.

“Yeah, I’ll bring my umbrella. Alright, I’ll be there in 15. See ya, Sebs. And, don’t get too high.” She chuckled softly as usual and I could hear her get up from wherever she was sitting.

“Yeah, yeah. See ya, farm girl.”

(Y/N) ends the call, and I quickly finish up my blunt to settle in that nice haziness. From what I’ve learned, (Y/N) was never a stoner. Regardless of that, she never gave me shit or forced me to stop. She just..chilled with me despite the strong smell. The most she did was make sure I was hydrated, somewhere safe, and helped me satisfy my munchies.

I’m not sure how much time passed while I dazed up at my basement ceiling. I glanced at my monitor with the loading screen of a game I planned to play and reached up lazily for the mouse. By the time I hear the upstairs front door being knocked on, I’ve cleared at least three rounds. I hazily stand up from my chair and walk out my room upstairs to answer the door. The cold rainy night air hits me but looking down at her holding her wet umbrella and smiling up at me makes me feel warm inside. Heightened by the weed, of course.

“Hey, you made it in one piece. Cmon, before you get a nasty cold.” I move aside and gesture to her to come in. She does her usual habit of wiping her muddy farm shoes on the welcome mat to keep the inside clean before stepping in and following me back downstairs.

“Woah, you lit up a fresh one, huh?” She slightly coughs when the smell hits her immediately as she fans her hand a bit and sits on one of my bean bag chairs. I sink down on one next to her, completely ignoring my game. It’s like every time I’m high, I just ache to get close to her.

“Mm yeah, I did. So what’s up, farm girl?” I lazily responded, nodding my head and looking at her through my pink tinted eyes. She shakes her head at me in amusement before reaching for my water bottle on my desk to hand to me.

“I found something on my farm I thought you’d be interested in. You wanna come with me to check it out?” She nudged me with a slight smirk tugging the corner of her lips. I raise my eyebrow at her and scoff, sipping my water before speaking.

“Now? But you just got here and I’m lazy-“

“Just roll with it, will you?”

“Ugh. Fine.” I groan and reluctantly get up as she does with her umbrella. I checked the time and it’s about 8:00pm. I might as well leave since I gotta meet Maru too.

“Hold on a sec, we gotta head to the clinic to walk Maru back here. You fine with that?” I asked her but I know she wouldn’t mind. She nods like I knew she would, and we head out the doors, into the rainy night. I walked a bit ahead of her, with my hoodie on as the rain seeped into the fabric, giving me that nice familiar chill.

“Hey, wait up!” She called out and slightly ran to me, holding the umbrella above us both. She gently takes my arm into hers, offering her warmth and shelter from the rain. Normally, I’d groan and complain about her being too close but right now, I don’t want to.

“You’re not gonna complain?” She teases me a bit, but I rolled my eyes at her in feigned annoyance.

“Whatever. What’s this thing you found on your muddy farm that you think I’d be interested in?” I probed glancing down at her, but all she gives me is a shake of her head.

“I’m not telling you yet. It’s.. sort of a surprise.” She answers as we continue to get closer to the town square. I raised my eyebrow in even more curiosity at her but she looked away as if me looking at her would make her fold. Eventually, we reached the clinic and met up with Maru. I wasn’t able to get anything out of (Y/N) because she started chatting it up with my sister.

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After walking Maru home, It feels like I’ve partially sobered up. Maybe the strain I smoked was weak? I don’t know, but I’m definitely not completely sober because (Y/N) is still pointing out how pink my eyes are. We’re walking up that path that connects my house to her farm in ten minutes. I remember when I started using that path, it was so convenient when I wanted to see her. We arrived at her farm through the small north entrance near her farmhouse. She’s gotten a lot done over the year, the crops from what I see are growing nicely, her animals are as loud as ever, and most of her land has been cleaned up. Except for that dark far corner, (Y/N) had always been whining about how hard that area was to clean.

“Cmon, it’s all the way down here.” She gestures to me as she closes up her umbrella and hurriedly tosses it onto one of her porch chairs and starts walking ahead of me down the path. The rain had stopped, but obviously left the terrain all sticky with slippery mud.

“Alright, alright. Take it easy, farm girl. You might slip.” I snort slightly at her obvious growing excitement and follow her down the path. We kept walking until the path ended in front of the area she had been avoiding cleaning up.

“So..? What now?” I puzzled, tilting my head at the increasingly dark area of untouched shrubs and boulders. I check my phone, and it’s getting pretty late.

“So impatient, Sebs.” She eyerolls in amusement as she grabs her flashlight on her toolbelt around her nice hips. I shake my head slightly, trying not to go down that trail of thoughts. Another thing about that buzz from weed I love and hate, it gets me a little too excited about things. I can’t do that, not in front of her. (Y/N) grabs my hand suddenly in her excitement as she flashes her light into the dark abyss. I know it’s probably for safety but I can’t help that flutter that gets me whenever she reaches out. Maybe it’s the high. Yeah, definitely…

Eventually, we stop in a small clearing which is slightly lit by the moonlight up above. She lets my hand go and I feel that pang of disappointment hit me for some reason. Gods, why am I so touch-starved when I’m high? (Y/N) approaches a bunch of shrubs and kneels down a bit. She looks up at me with a slight smirk again before spreading the shrubs apart, revealing what she wanted to show me. A sea of a familiar green, with droplets from earlier rain decorating the leaves. There has to be at least a dozen of them, and they’re all almost grown because that satisfying familiar smell hits me but it’s so much fresher. My wide eyed shock slightly changes when I hear (Y/N)’s soft giggle, probably soaking up my obvious surprised reaction. She stands up and walks past the shrubs and gestures to me to follow to which I immediately do so.

“Holy shit, (Y/N).. You planted these?!” I exclaimed in curiosity. Sure, she may not be a stoner but I didn’t think she’d start growing a supply. She chuckles a bit and shakes her head at me.

“No, Sebs. I found these, remember? Judging from your reaction, I’m taking that as confirmation that these babies are definitely cannabis.” She re-explains as she gestured to the plants. When we walk closer, the scent grows stronger.

“Yeah, this is definitely a whole bunch of fucking cannabis..” I respond in a daze, still in shock because this is absolutely crazy! And, probably the best find ever. I reached out and gently touched a leaf. I’m not a farmer like (Y/N) is, but with this plant? This is definitely my expertise.

“Where’d this even come from..?” I questioned as I continued to observe the soft leaves. (Y/N) shrugged, and walked over to a rundown shed near the garden.

“I’m not quite sure, but I have a feeling my grandpa definitely planted these. Maybe the shed will give us some clues. Wanna explore some more with me?” She turned to me with a convincing smile while she stepped up to the shed’s door. A soft chuckle escapes my lips and I approach her with a nod. Flashing her with a slight smirk, I responded as I stepped beside her.

“Lead the way, farm girl. Let’s see if your grandpa was a legendary stoner.”

AUTHOR’S NOTE!

Heyy, you. I hope you enjoy this first chapter of my first fic. Sebastian has been my day one since I got into SDV and the head canon that he was a stoner did something to me LMAOO. I’ll also be adding/be inspired by other head-canons of his like the one where he actually is a natural ginger. Hopefully, life doesn’t get away from me posting the second chapter. Hopefully. Also! Special thanks to @auspicious-lilana for proofreading and helping me edit, love you queen 😘. Anywaysss, see ya next time, cuteness. 🌺

Proofread and edited with help by: @auspicious-lilana <3

[satoshi-mochida]

Baten Kaitos I & II HD Remaster now available for PC

From Gematsu

Publisher Bandai Namco and developer logicalbeat have released Baten Kaitos I & II HD Remaster for PC via Steam for $49.99.

All purchases made by July 17 will be automatically upgraded to the “Month 1 Edition,” which includes a digital art book featuring concept art, character designs, historical documents, and the latest visuals for both games included in the collection.

Baten Kaitos I & II HD Remaster first launched for Switch on September 14, 2023. It includes remastered versions of Baten Kaitos: Eternal Wings and the Lost Ocean and Baten Kaitos Origins, which were originally released for GameCube.

Here is an overview of the collection, via its Steam page:

About

Baten Kaitos: Eternal Wings and the Lost Ocean and Baten Kaitos Origins are now on Steam with improved graphics and new features to aid game progression, making them even easier to play! Delve into the world of Baten Kaitos as you strategize with the unique card-based battle system in these two immersive RPG masterpieces. Play as a guardian spirit who guides the colorful cast as they struggle against destiny itself. A long time ago, there was a great conflict between the evil god and the people. After a fierce battle, the people managed to seal off the evil god, but what was left behind was only a desolate land. The people thus chose to abandon the land and live in the sky. Such fairy tales were passed down as legends. At this time, people had wings called Wings of the Heart and lived a peaceful life. It was an era of long-lasting tranquility… But the collapse had quietly begun. When a young man calls your name, the name of the spirit, the story begins to unfold. A story set on a floating continent in the sky, where thoughts and prayers intersect.

Unique Magnus Battle System

In the world of Baten Kaitos, the true essences of all manner of things, including equipment and items, can be extracted and stored inside cards called magnus. A magnus’ contents can be released at any time, returning the magna essence sealed inside to its original form. These magnus form the basis of the Baten Kaitos battle system. Battles run in real time, so you’ll need to employ quick thinking to select the right magnus for the situation. Strategize against enemies of various elements using elemental magnus of your own, and experiment with mixing and matching different magnus to discover and unlock powerful combo attacks!

Vivid Graphics Remastered in High-Definition

The two titles have been fully remastered in high-definition, including retouched battle backgrounds, character graphics, and user interface. Enjoy Baten Kaitos with even more vibrant visuals.

Aspect ratio expanded from 4:3 to 16:9 for play on wider screens!

Main character and boss graphics have been completely renewed in vivid detail!

All-new menu screens! Enjoy smoother gameplay with refreshed menu layouts, newly added sorting features, and more.

Pre-existing graphics have been used for in-game maps as well as some screens and character models.

New Features for Better Gameplay

Along with improved graphics, the features below have been added to make game progression much smoother!

Auto-save feature

Help menu containing terminology and hints for progressing through the game

New Game+ mode, unlocked after clearing the game once, which starts a new game while retaining all magnus, levels, and ranks

 New Game- mode, a mode with level restrictions for an extra thrilling challenge

Six new game system options have now been added, including adjustable game speeds and no-encounter mode.

Save your settings as a Custom Set and turn them on or off at any time.

Watch a new trailer below.

PC Launch Trailer

[yvetteheiser]

Yvette Heiser - Enhance Your Photography with These Pro-Level Photo Editing Techniques

Photography is more than just capturing a moment—it’s about storytelling, emotion, and creativity. However, even the most well-composed shots can benefit from post-processing. Yvette Heiser Painting with Pixels: A Guide to Advanced Photo Editing Techniques explores how professional editing can elevate an ordinary image into a visually stunning masterpiece. Whether you're a beginner or an experienced photographer, mastering these pro-level editing skills will help you refine your photos and bring out their full potential.

1. Start with RAW Editing for Maximum Control

Shooting in RAW format instead of JPEG gives you more flexibility during editing. RAW files retain all the image data, allowing you to adjust exposure, color, and details without losing quality. Most professional photographers use software like Adobe Lightroom, Capture One, or Photoshop to process RAW images.

Quick Tip:

Adjust the white balance first to ensure accurate colors before making other edits.

2. Perfect the Exposure and Contrast

Even with careful shooting, exposure may need fine-tuning. Adjusting brightness, highlights, and shadows can balance an image and add depth. Contrast adjustments help differentiate between light and dark areas, making your photos pop.

Pro Tip:

Use the histogram in your editing software to ensure a well-balanced exposure without losing details in highlights or shadows.

3. Enhance Colors with Precision

Color correction and grading can completely transform the mood of an image. HSL (Hue, Saturation, and Luminance) adjustments allow you to control specific colors, making them richer or more subdued.

Best Practices:

Use split toning to add artistic color effects to highlights and shadows.

Adjust the vibrance instead of saturation for a more natural color boost.

4. Sharpen and Add Clarity for Crisp Details

Clarity and sharpness adjustments enhance textures and bring out intricate details, making your subject stand out. However, excessive sharpening can create an unnatural look, so it’s essential to find the right balance.

Quick Tip:

Use the "masking" feature in Lightroom when sharpening to apply it selectively, avoiding unnecessary noise in smooth areas like skies.

5. Remove Unwanted Elements with Retouching

Even the best photos may have distractions, such as dust spots, stray hairs, or background clutter. Tools like Clone Stamp, Healing Brush, and Content-Aware Fill in Photoshop can seamlessly remove unwanted elements without affecting the overall quality.

Pro Tip:

Use a low-opacity healing brush for subtle and natural-looking touch-ups.

6. Apply Dodging and Burning for Depth

Dodging (lightening) and burning (darkening) are classic darkroom techniques adapted to digital editing. These adjustments help shape the lighting in an image, drawing attention to important areas while adding dimension.

How to Use It:

Dodge the highlights on faces to create a soft glow.

Burn background elements to add depth and guide the viewer’s focus.

7. Use Gradient and Radial Filters for Dramatic Effects

Filters like gradients and radial adjustments help enhance specific parts of an image while keeping the rest untouched. These are particularly useful for improving skies, adding vignettes, or drawing focus to the subject.

Best Use Cases:

Apply a linear gradient to darken overexposed skies naturally.

Use a radial filter to subtly brighten the subject while keeping the edges darker.

8. Final Touch: Add a Signature Style with Presets and LUTs

Professional photographers often develop a signature look using presets (Lightroom) or LUTs (Look-Up Tables for video and photo editing). These tools speed up editing by applying predefined color and tone adjustments.

Pro Tip:

Customize presets to fit each image rather than applying them universally.

Final Thoughts

Editing is an essential part of modern photography, allowing you to refine your images and bring out their full artistic potential. Yvette Heiser, investigating the Transformative Power of Photography, highlights how post-processing can turn ordinary shots into breathtaking visual narratives. By mastering these professional-level editing techniques, you can transform your raw captures into visually stunning works of art. Whether you’re adjusting colors, enhancing sharpness, or removing distractions, the key is to maintain a natural and polished look.

Experiment with these tips and elevate your photography to the next level! Would you like any additional insights or software recommendations?

[contentment-of-cats]

Golden Treadmill

We have a project coming up and it's basically a 'choose your own adventure' but with smut. It's a team effort. I think I mentioned it a while back.

So, this company wants to start doing choose your own porn apps and they got sold on the concept of having AI do it. You get a story, you get artwork, some animations, so on and so forth. They're a start up, fat funding, and cutting corners wherever they can. The AI was a fucking mess whether it was artwork or writing. Artists are retouching or redoing, but we writers have to start from scratch. I had literally never read anything this bad. Ever. And I have been reading fanfiction on the internet since 1995.

SO.

The teams are divvied into world-building, plot adherence, and smut. Our editor is in charge of the overall and will be very involved with the team. The plot guide is a 30 page PDF. Everyone has their assignments. Our Discord server is full of writers hooting at these tech bros who have obviously never read fan fiction on the internet. Naturally this will be used to train their LLM - jargonated to 'llama.'

Naturally, this is all over the server:

[jsdominates]

LensCraft Mastery: Elevate Your Photography Skills to the Next Level

Photography is more than just pressing a button; it’s an art, a science, and a means of storytelling. LensCraft Mastery is a comprehensive guide designed to help photographers—whether beginners or seasoned professionals—unlock their full creative potential. This tutorial series delves into the intricate aspects of photography, from mastering the fundamentals of exposure and composition to exploring advanced techniques in lighting, post-processing, and storytelling through imagery.

Why LensCraft Mastery?

The name LensCraft Mastery symbolizes the fusion of technical expertise (Lens) with artistic craftsmanship (Craft). Photography is both a technical discipline and an expressive medium, requiring a balance between understanding camera mechanics and developing an artistic vision. This tutorial series aims to bridge that gap by offering structured, easy-to-follow lessons that cater to all levels of experience.

1. Mastering the Basics of Photography

For those new to photography, LensCraft Mastery begins with the fundamental concepts that form the backbone of great photography:

Exposure Triangle: The Key to Perfectly Lit Photos

Aperture: Understanding how f-stops affect depth of field and light intake.

Shutter Speed: Capturing motion creatively, from freezing action to long exposures.

ISO: Controlling sensor sensitivity for optimal brightness without excessive noise.

Composition Techniques: Crafting Visually Stunning Images

Rule of Thirds: Placing subjects strategically for balanced compositions.

Leading Lines: Drawing the viewer’s eye to the subject.

Framing & Negative Space: Enhancing depth and focus in a photograph.

2. Advanced Photography Techniques

Once the basics are mastered, LensCraft Mastery delves into techniques that can take your photography to a professional level.

Understanding Light & Shadows

The role of natural light vs. artificial lighting in photography.

How to use soft light for flattering portraits and harsh light for dramatic effects.

Mastering golden hour and blue hour photography.

Camera Settings & Manual Mode

How to use manual focus for precision.

Customizing white balance for accurate color reproduction.

Shooting in RAW vs. JPEG and when to use each format.

3. Specialized Photography Genres

Photography is a vast field, and LensCraft Mastery explores different genres, allowing photographers to find their niche.

Portrait Photography

How to pose subjects naturally for candid and professional shots.

Best lenses for portrait photography (prime vs. zoom).

Background blur (bokeh) techniques for dreamy aesthetics.

Landscape Photography

Composition techniques for breathtaking vistas.

Use of ND (neutral density) filters for long exposures.

How to capture the perfect sunrise and sunset.

Street Photography

Capturing the essence of everyday life.

Ethical considerations in photographing strangers.

How to blend into the scene for natural compositions.

Wildlife & Macro Photography

Tips for photographing animals in motion.

Choosing the best gear for close-up macro shots.

Patience and planning for capturing rare moments.

4. The Power of Post-Processing

A great photo doesn’t always end with the camera—post-processing is essential for refining images. LensCraft Mastery provides in-depth tutorials on:

Adobe Lightroom & Photoshop Editing

Adjusting exposure, contrast, and white balance for balanced images.

Retouching techniques for portraits and landscapes.

Removing unwanted elements and enhancing details.

Mobile Editing for On-the-Go Photography

Best apps for editing (Snapseed, VSCO, Lightroom Mobile).

Color grading techniques for a unique aesthetic.

Quick retouching methods for social media-ready images.

5. Developing a Photographer’s Mindset

Photography is more than just technical skill—it requires creativity, patience, and an eye for detail. LensCraft Mastery helps photographers develop a storytelling approach, teaching how to:

Capture emotions and narratives within a single frame.

Use minimalism and abstract photography to create intriguing images.

Experiment with angles and perspectives to bring a fresh outlook to everyday scenes.

6. Monetizing Your Photography Skills

For those looking to turn their passion into a profession, LensCraft Mastery includes insights on:

How to start a photography business and build a portfolio.

Selling photos online (stock photography, prints, NFTs).

Social media strategies to grow an audience and attract clients.

Final Thoughts

Whether you’re just starting or looking to refine your craft, LensCraft Mastery offers a structured, engaging, and practical way to enhance your photography skills. By blending technical knowledge, artistic creativity, and real-world applications, this tutorial series is designed to empower photographers at every stage of their journey.

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[aguamarinee]

【 𝑨 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 &𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑴 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕.】

➪ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, angst if you squint, female reader

➪ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: "Still waiting for my first dance."

➪ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Instead of one partner for the occasion, reader meets nine. She has the opportunity to spend prom with each of them a little bit, but towards the end, the final choice is a much harder decision than it should be.

; 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 #4

➪ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Nicholas × reader

➪ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 0,9k

...Having been to the dance floor without your liking, not long after you opted to find the female bathroom. To calm down and rearrange yourself a bit.

Just for about five minutes, to relax, check your phone perhaps if your partner has notified you or something, or even to retouch your makeup.

It took you a moment to find the signs in the direction to the restrooms, and it confused you even further when they guided you through a small hall, dimly lit with white LED lights but eventually you arrived in front of the restroom doors, putting you at ease.

Now that you were further away from the crowd you instantly relaxed.

You didn't expect to find anyone here just when the party started outside so you slid open the massive magnetic door without a care, and stepping in you turned to one of the clear mirrors above the sinks at the long counter.

You stayed there for a bit, maybe for a bit more than you originally had wanted to, but it's not like you were in a rush.

You checked your phone thoroughly, retouched your makeup, and took a couple of breathers.

You stood against the counter, thinking back on why you didn't see any messages from your partner and what could've happened, getting slightly worried but in the end, you remembered you came in here to calm down.

You pushed down your strong feelings and straightened up, ready to go back to the main part of the venue.

You gave one last nod to your reflection, before sliding the door open, but as you wanted to step out a sudden tall presence seemed to block your way and in a moment of shock you forgot that you can step back, so you clumsily fell into him from the side.

It was a male, he exited the restroom just like you did, but since he was a door away he had to walk in front of the female lavatory to get back to the dimly lit hall, and so the two of you happened to meet in mid-air, quite unluckily.

He didn't seem to expect anyone either so he almost fell too, but stopped himself in the last minute with his leg, his back colliding a bit harshly with the wall, while his hands traveled to hold you in place, which ended up with you being pushed into his chest.

It was an unfortunate pose and it caught both of you off-guard, needing a few seconds to regain a level-headed thinking.

Shock was plastered on your face, while he seemed a bit more relaxed.

"Is the lady okay?" He finally spoke, his low voice laced with curiosity and a bit of teasing as he looked down at you, still pressed onto his chest.

"Yes, the lady is... okay." The way he phrased the question surprised you, but you decided to play along.

"I'm glad I caught you in time... Before you could fall for me too hard." He gave a cat-like grin and a low chuckle.

You were baffled by his shameless statement, but couldn't blame him at the same time, it must have looked like that to him.

Then he slowly pushed himself away from the wall, steadying the two of you as he slowly let go of your waist and backside.

As you refused to give a response to his silly words, he tried again.

"So, what's a pretty girl like you doing here, alone? Shouldn't you be dancing?" He smiled while proposing the question.

"I could be asking you the same thing." You tried to fire back, slightly raising one of your eyebrows.

While awaiting his answer you quickly skimmed over his face and outfit; his hair was properly styled, bleached locks pulled back from his face, barely grazing his forehead while he seemed to sport a mullet at the back, paired with the unusual color. But his suit fit him perfectly as well, a silky navy blue piece tailored onto him and decorated with some silver cufflinks to match his earrings.

He was a sight to look at.

"Well, if you'd like to know, I dumped my partner in the end, because I felt like I want to come here alone, as a free guy, and try my luck." He gave you a subtle wink. "So what's your name? Mine's Nicholas." He went on, still very curious.

Exquisite name for an exquisite persona.

You were unsure about telling him your name, but in the end you opted not to.

"Well, Nicholas, to answer your question I just wanted to catch a break from the dancing crowd, it's crazy so you should really see it for yourself. Who knows, maybe you could be free there even more than in an empty male restroom?" You gave him a small, polite smile and after seeing his surprised reaction you elegantly turned in the hall's direction to leave him stunned with his outspoken persona.

In another situation, you would have preferred his ways of communication, but even after calming down at the female lavatory, you felt like you need a longer and better distraction, in object form.

A drink would sound nice.

You remembered seeing a couple of big tables packed with foods, petite desserts, and champagne bottles, and having those in mind you took quick steps towards the main part of the venue.

You heard the stunned blonde guy snapping out of his daze, following you close and even asking for your name once again, now in a more desperate tone, but when he fastened his steps to reach you, you were out of his reach by then, disappearing into the crowd and the flickering lights towards the dance floor.

【𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.】 【𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝.】

➪ 𝐀/𝐍.: Long live blonde Nicho, you'll be missed! :(

➪ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 【𝐌 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐒 𝐓】 !

Tagging: @nichoswag

[i99zhuo]

Hii Im a ONCE 🍭It will make my day if you can make guides for my bias and bias wrecker .Sana and Tzuyu respectively 💗🍭😭

How to live like Sana °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

This is a guide on daily routines inspired by Minatozaki Sana! thank you for the request, tzuyu guide will come soon!

content list (routines):

morning 

study

workout 

shower and self care 

night

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✸ ꒰ morning routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆ 

🌅 First things first, Sana usually wakes up super early in the morning to go to work! try to always wake up at 8am at least, this logically gives you more time to do stuff and be extra productive!

Now, head to your kitchen to get a glass of water (or you can leave one in your room the night before) and drink it so you can fully wake up.

🏝 Then, it's time to get ready! Sana has a cute mix of comfy and feminine style, so feel free to copy her outfits for casual days. She then does her makeup, she usually does a cute and sexy style, using techniques to soften her bone structure, remember to always research which makeup techniques are the best for your face shape and features. Lastly, do your hair, Sana sometimes does an updo hairstyle, but she just leaves it down most of the time. Also, remember to pack a lip gloss so you can retouch your lips anywhere.

Study in your dead time, like when you're on your way to school! This will ease the weight of work later and make you have things fresh in your memory.

✸ ꒰ study routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆ 

🗿 Yes, Sana has the prettiest, cutest handwriting in all Japanese, English and Korean. You can try and practice your handwriting while studying so you can memorize everything while making pretty and organized notes.

Sana says that while studying on where you are doing your exams you should have 3 candies with you (if you're allowed to eat in class), this will wake you up and give you more energy!

✸ ꒰ workout routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆ 

🏄🏼‍♀️ First, Sana spends most of her time dancing to powerful and energetic choreographies for all Twice songs, keep that in mind and try to learn to dance to any rhythm of your liking. 

Second, for her workout routine, opt for a cardio or full body toning workout, try to emphasize on toning your legs from time to time. And add a yoga or stretching season after you're done with your routine!

🍹 Sana likes to have a bowl of yummy raspberries after she’s done with work, you can have any fruit as a reward snack!

✸ ꒰ shower and self care routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆ 

Before showering, play some music and wash your hands so you can wash both your face and body with clean hands.

🍧 After showering, apply serum, night cream and night eye cream on your face and take a massager to massage your face and neck! 

Sana has two products she uses the most, those are lip balm and hand cream! It's best to apply lip balm and hand cream after you get out of the shower to lock in extra moisture, just let your hands dry before doing it.

🥥 For self care you can try to have a penpal or write letters to your friends as a gift. If you don't feel like it, try to write a letter for your future self to read in the future, you can get inspiration on Pinterest!

✸ ꒰ night routine ꒱⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆ 

Time for dinner! Sana always has a really full dinner usually consisting of spicy food.

🌊 Now, it's time to relax and check your phone or social media for a little, you can also watch movies while laying in bed.

Before going to bed, sana stretches every night with momo, do this stretching routine to completely relax your body before sleeping!

🌷 Finally, use some hair ties and clips to get your hair out of your face, if either your face or hair are greasy it can clog your pores and cause pimples around your hairline or forehead, so it's better to prevent anything.

Good night!

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hiiiii, so this and tzuyu's guide are actually my last requests! so when I publish tzuyu's guide I will be re-opening my requests, although idk if I should keep doing this series cuz its getting quite repetitive, but let me know! maybe we should give it some rest and start a new one, what do u guys think?

toodlezzzzz!111!!!!!