#rkellie

[rkseokwoo-blog]

— winter wonderland

@rkellie​

Switching from being a trainee to handling his part for a fashion shoot took a little longer each time, Seokwoo blinking himself back into the moment and staring at the rack of winter clothing that he’d designed in front of him. The company had given him a model, a young girl who was waiting for him to pick out the perfect one for her to wear and he was struggling to focus on that without a coach asking him to do something. His tongue darting out over his bottom lip as he shook his head and reached out for a white woollen jumper, a little oversized, and then his plaid coat. They were made to be warm, modern, comfortable to wear day-to-day, but made to stand out and get that bit more attention.

“How about these?” Seokwoo asked, holding them up in front of himself. Ever since he’d run Interstellar, he’d always asked his models opinion on what they were doing to be dressed in. If they weren’t happy with it, then it would read through in the pictures and that was the last thing that Seokwoo wanted to have happen. Everyone had an opinion on what matched their skin tone, their style, their body, and sometimes they were right -- sometimes. “We can compliment them with some dark skinny jeans, or a denim skirt and leggings?” He adds, finishing up the look as he runs his eyes down her; mentally moving through what items they could put together and had on hand. His head tilting, twisting around the space where they had everything set out from clothing, to jewellery and accessories, and shoes. 

“And... ankle boots? With a little heel to give you that height?”

[rkfanfic]

— ◉ — @rkellie .

[rkxmk-blog]

fashionista.

@rkellie

On the streets of Gangnam, MK was strolling by himself, a latte in one hand, eyes inspecting the ritzy storefront displays. There were some nice coordinations out today. He found the Chanel display particularly enticing. But he didn’t enter the store. He didn’t need another designer piece at the moment, especially not since he had just splurged on an exceptionally fine and seasonally appropriate scarf from Hermès.

He took a step back from the window and intended to turn around to continue his walk when he felt a slight bump and the sloshing of coffee as his drink splashed on to the edge of the cup.

“My apologies,” MK said before he even saw who he had bumped into. “The display caught my eye, I’m sorry for getting in your way!”

It was then that his eyes focused and he saw a woman standing in front of him wearing… his scarf? His hands were drawn to his own neck as he felt to make sure he was still wearing his latest purchase. He was, of course. What a coincidence.

[rkkyg]

late night.

@rkellie 10. you’re a customer at the convenience store he works late nights in and he fell asleep against the counter

it’d been a long night and yugyeom felt like he was half dead by the time the morning rolled around. the early morning that is, as he was working the night shift--his second shift of the day as he agreed to take one for his coworker. he’d been in this store for over 15 hours now and he was really really hated this place now. his paycheck was going to look great but by the time 5 am rolled around the dancer wanted nothing more than to leave. 

he had been doing alright until about an hour ago when he made the mistake of shutting his eyes for a few moments. then his exhaustion hit him all at once. he hadn’t had a customer in about an hour, so yugyeom decided to take a seat and lean against the back cabinet. he let his eyes close once more, a simple resting of his eyes wouldn’t hurt anyone. and he would hear if someone entered because of the chime on the door. so no harm no foul, right. 

or so he thought.

within ten minutes of shutting his eyes, the dancer was out like a light. his arms crossed over his chest and chin dropped as he snoozed. the long shifts having taken their toll on him. 

[rkwon]

a ghost of a chance.

rkghost with @rkellie !!

it’s been so long since he’s been separated from mingyu that won thinks he might miss sunrise, let alone training. of course, it’s probably been no longer than five, maybe ten minutes, but in his heart it feels like a lifetime. he thinks he could look forever and still never find anyone he recognises, anyone’s he’s even so much as glanced at since he arrived, let alone mingyu, so he quits while he’s ahead. if fate allows, he’ll eventually bump into his boyfriend or something particularly recognisable for them to centre on ( that’s if either of them hear their ringtones over the noise in here; he’s starting to wonder why he came when all he seems to be doing since they parted is complain ). as the powers that be don’t typically act in his favour, he finds a nearby ghost with a task he’s already completed, making his smart idea of at least making progress on the stamps to make this wasted time worthwhile... well, completely not worthwhile. wasted as he initially thought, in fact. 

but at least, there’s some entertainment, because it seems like the girl completing the task the ghost has set isn’t happy with being refused her stamp. won doesn’t know why it has to be so complicated, so strict, but he supposes a free trip to lotte world or whatever the prize is doesn’t really come cheap. it’s not as they’re winning a house or something, though. maybe these ghosts just have sticks up their asses because they’re stuck working here instead of out celebrating like everyone else. “hey, is everything okay?” 

[rkheejin]

（ ♡ ）A KEEN EYE!

( w. @rkellie ).

heejin would never say she considered herself a fashionista, the busy life she led as an eighteen-year-old high school senior often leaving her dressed in school uniforms most of the time. however, while most other times she was dressed in cute,  but casually comfy, clothes often simply thrown together whenever she went to her vocal lessons or on the occasional outing with friends, she still liked to think she had some eye for fashion.

yet, in this moment, the young noirette was stumped.

in all honesty, she’d had no business walking into the boutique that day, her gaze having been tempted with a cute dress that’d been put on display in the front window— it was a pretty shorter dress in soft pink, off the shoulder with lightly frilled short sleeves. it was hardly appropriate for the current season, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t save it for when spring came. the second guessing only comes once she’s found the dress, looking at it critically, weighing her choices.

with an exasperated sigh, she looks down the same aisle she’s in, gaze landing on the first person she sees, and she’s walking up to them with the dress in hand without a second thought. “excuse me— what do you think of this?”

[hyunarkarchive]

◤✩ flyer 4!

@rkellie

it was more than weird for hyuna to do this, again. after more than two years, here she was again, in the streets of seoul giving of flyers like the other freshly started trainees. it wasn’t a drag, per say, it was rather refreshing. knowing she had a new starts, but it wasn’t the most exciting thing to begin your journey with, yet, the smile on her lips didn’t drop.

"really sorry to bother you, but here’s a flyer with information about nova entertainments plans and events for the next few months!” the trainee explains, quick with her words as she hands out the piece of paper “remember to keep and eye out for me as well.” she adds, cheeky smile and wink aimed at the girl.