#one scene per gif is gonna do the trick just fine

[wadey-wilson]

9k FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION: GIF TUTORIAL by winston-wilson

In this tutorial, I’ll try to show you the basics of making a gif. Of course, there are many ways for this joyful and absolutely not stressful part-time hobby slash addiction, but this is how I’ve been doing it for a couple of months now, and it’s worked out pretty well so far. I’ve learned a couple of tricks, created my own shortcuts, and at this point it’s just something that comes naturally.

I use Photoshop CS5 Portable (you can get it here)

for taking caps, I’m using KMPLayer (get the 4.2.2.22 verison, the .23 one is screwed up - you can get it here)

please, like / reblog if you find this useful

feel free to hit me up with any questions.

1. Don’t beat your laptop with a baseball bat. Yet. Use your chair.

1.1. Videos/clips/movies.

I explained that part in this tutorial. What I want to add is that if you want the highest quality of a trailer, get QuickTime, wait a day or two after it comes out, and get the trailer here.

Find a trailer you’re interested in, play it, choose the highest quality option, press ctrl+shift+i, and you’ll get this:

Click anywhere on that html codes and press ctrl+f. This will show up:

Put that brandy away. Search for ‘source’, find this:

Clink on the blue link using the right-click of your mouse, choose open in new tab, and a download window should show up.

Save the video where you want to.

You can use videos from YT or movies you have on your computer or get those movies. Those movies also should be in the best quality possible. I suggest the ones with quality of 1080p and bit rate at least 6 Mb/s for best gifs.

In this tutorial I’ll be using the trailer of Spider-Man: Far From Home. Because all my movies are on another disk and I, uh...

2. KMPlayer + taking caps.

Before you open a video and take caps, I suggest you create a folder that’s easy to find and use on your desktop. I have one called ‘CAPS’.

- Open your video in KMPlayer. Pause it because this version of KMPlayer stinks and you have to pause the clip in order to start taking caps. So pause it and press ctrl+g. When the caps window shows up, set it to those (red) options and choose your folder (yellow) where your caps will be stored. You have to choose that one thing every time you open that window. [Sorry for the language, but it doesn’t matter. Just choose them settings.)

- Play the video & make sure your caps window is somewhere on the side like this:

Find the part that you want to gif. You can pause before it, press start on the caps window and then play the video or just start taking caps while the video is playing. I’ll do it using the first way.

pause:

click ‘start’ on the caps:

and then play the video until I get the caps I want and click stop on the caps window first, the video second.

Close that thing if you have what you want.

- Open your CAPS folder.

Get rid off the caps you don’t need. They’re trash and should be treated as such. 

If you’re giffing more than one scene, you can sort them caps to folders. I have 10 folders named from 1 to 10 where I sort mine. And because for now I’m making just one, I’ll move those caps to folder ‘1′ on my desktop.

Time to make a gif. You good out there? If the answer is no, take Vicodin. No worries, when you’re done learning the basics, you’ll make gifs with Britney Spears playing in the background. Now shhh, focus.

3. Photoshop, aka that scary part.

- When you install it, you’ll get a folder, and in that folder there’s the app.

- Open that thing (and maybe copy on your desktop).

What you need is the layers window, the actions window, the adjustments window, the characters window, the animation window, the paragraph window, the history window... It... It sounds horrifying, I know, but cool your pits. It’s just this:

If you’re not laughing, take another Vicodin. Use this if those windows aren’t on display automatically:

And sort them. Now, I use my own keyboard shortcut for gifs. I suggest you do the same. Trust me, you don’t want to do this:

every time you make a gif. As you can see, I use alt+ctrl+p. You can set your shortcuts using the ‘Edit’ window at the bottom of which you’ll find the ‘Keyboard Shortcuts’ thingy. Then it’s a bit of digging but it all makes sense, ok? Ok. Yeah, no, it’s a lot of digging but I believe in you.

So you load them files, and this shows up:

so choose your folder where your caps are, and click OK. Ta-dah:

- This is the ‘make gif’ part. Click this:

so you can get this

at the bottom. I have this whole process made into an action, and if you want it in an action too, at this point you should click this:

and choose ‘New Action’. Name it. Click record.

and now 1)

2) take Tylenol

2.1.)

3) 

4) 

5) 

(you should be here now:)

6)

7) (right-click mouse)

8) stop the action recording here:

And this is how you should be looking right now:

Oops, not this. This:

Fine? Fine. Go smoke a cigarette.

You back? K.

- Dimensions. Very important. Like, 10/10 important. Don’t cross the 3Mb size.

Fitting into the tungler dimensions means your gifs will be posted in the highest quality. This is a visual of those dimensions (depending on how many gifs per row):

If you don’t do that, your gifs will look like blurred filmography of Zack Snyder’s.

I’m gonna make a 253px gif so it won’t stretch in that post. Gifs over I think 268px stretch on normal posts as in posts and look ugly.

So that brings us to the next steps.

- Cutting, resizing. Easy. Don’t panic.

choose that tool:

set your... this:

(make sure it’s ‘cm’, otherwise you’re screwed) and crop, baby, crop. I suggest the biggest area you can, of course without the black parts.

Also, depending on gifs, the dimensions can be different. For my 540px gifs I use 5x2 or 2x1 or 16x9. For my 268px gifs I use 11x7, 11x8, 5x3, 1x1. For the 177/8/7px ones, I usually use 3x5 or something. Just make it look nice. Not too thin, not too high.

Ok, so I’m cropping.

And now resizing. Crtl+alt+i.

Make sure this thingy looks like that:

My width will be 253px, you make it 268, alright? Or something. Just don’t cross 540px. And put that beer away.

So I have this now:

Doesn’t look appealing, huh? Yeah.

Also click ctrl+’-’/’+’ to zoom in/out the gif. 

- Sharpening.

Some people use actions, some do their own thing, I use an action. I’m lazy. And I don’t look forward to just... You know. Clicking a lot. So I use this action. Download it, make sure you like or rb that post, and upload the action using this:

Find your action. Load. Choose it, click play.

So this is how the gif looks without:

and with the sharpening:

Magic, I know. Okay, you can have that beer. Or no, don’t mix alcohol with pills.

- Coloring.

This is the fun part. That’s where vodka comes in. The part with 390248 times you get frustrated and your laptop is in danger because it can never know when it will join the doves behind your window in a short fly. Anyhoo.

Start from brightness. This is one little trick I learned. You can use these options:

I start off with doing something else. I choose the first option, aka Brightness/Contrast, and when it appears on my layers window, I choose the ‘screen’ option.

So I’ve gone from this

to this

It’s clean. It’s cute. Brightens the whole gif.

Of course, you can do it traditionally and/or adjust the opacity of that ‘screen’ layer. I think I’m gonna brighten it just a tiny bit more and add some contrast.

Now cooolors. I’ll make a standard gif, nothing crazy. You can go crazy if you want to, just don’t make someone’s skin orange. It just... doesn’t look good, kay?

Kay.

Those are my options:

And this is the result:

Save your gif using this (once again you can see my shortcut)

and your settings should look like this:

Click save, name the gif, save it wherever you want. And it’s done.

As a bonus we’ll go through...

4. Text on gif.

I use Arial Rounded MT Bold. You can use Calibri, it’s the one I used to use.

Choose this:

Click on the gif. Write your text. It looks like crap.

No worries. Choose the text (ctrl+a). Choose your character window. And manipulate until you get the result you’re happy with. Change the size of the font, the distance between letters and paragraphs (and choose the paragraph window to make the text centered).

My options:

and result:

Doesn’t look nice, we want it nice and clean and all that jazz. So. Back to the layers window. Choose that text layer and find this button

and choose drop shadow. When a window pops up, choose those settings (those are the ones I use:)

Then go to Stroke on your left and set it like this:

And click ok, and that’s the result:

Tips:

- create shortcuts. saves time, - make gif actions. saves time, - make sure you use the tumblr dimensions, - don’t do orange faces, ok? - when setting the text on your gif, you can do this little trick so it’s in the center:

x if my gif is 253x wide, the center is in 126,5, I make it 126px. 

(make sure to write that ‘px’). click twice on your text layer, and this is the middle of that layer:

while moving that layer you should be able to see that tiny square and it’s the center of your text. Set it on the guide and you’re done. It’s centered.

- use these

to cut your gif. - play with the opacity and layer settings. for example, if you use color selection or saturation, you can set the layer’s option to ‘color’ and have it 70% opacity. - you can save the text layer only and reuse it by using ctrl+shit+s and saving it as psd

and then just open it again anytime with ctrl+o and duplicate it to the gif. - have fun with it. don’t throw your laptop out of your balcony, they’re expensive.

If you have any questions or want me to make a different tutorial on coloring or something, don’t be scared, I don’t bite (for real, I have braces, biting hurts).

I hope I helped and making gifs doesn’t look like magic to you anymore.

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[mpxvalentina]

Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms Part 1/?

“If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine - it’s lethal.”

Here stands Valentina Ruiz-Kim and this is the story of the time her life got turned upside down... and how she shouldn’t have dealt with it...

TW: Violence, Drug Use, Underage Drinking, Depression, Emotional Abuse, Degrading Language

It was a normal, summer afternoon in San Diego, California. Valentina had spent the morning at the beach with some friends from school and was excited to spend the rest of her afternoon shopping with her older sisters for an upcoming event that her parents were hosting at the country club not far from their home. Her hair was cut into a choppy, layered, ginger bob. Yet another experiment with dyes and sheers in her bathroom at three o’clock in the morning. Her mother was livid, it had been almost five years since Valentina had started experimenting with hair colors and styles and her mother continued to disapprove. Her mother treated it as if their reputation was chipped away at more and more every time Valentina emerged from her bathroom with a new set of locks on her head. Constantly nagging her to just wear a wig if she wanted blonde hair that badly, or to pin it up if she wanted it short - anything to keep her from ruining her precious raven black hair.

Her sisters could do no wrong in her mother’s eyes, all three of them were perfect angels compared to Val. Her grades were never good enough, she never spoke eloquently enough, she never stood tall enough, she never applied herself enough, she never worked hard enough. She was never enough. A black sheep herded in among beautiful, smart, talented sisters. Valentina was gorgeous, she knew that - she used it to her advantage often. Tricking naive upper-classmen into doing her homework for nothing more than a date or even just a kiss. She partied a lot. It was known all around their family’s social circles that if Val wasn’t invited to some uptight event she was definitely invited to all the fraternity and sorority parties. Often you could find her drunk or high, sitting on the lap of an older college boy, whispering in his ear promises she never intended to keep. She was wanted by all the sleazebags of their upper-class world but, she rarely ever gave in to their desires. Always simply using them for their money and status, despite having her own.

This type of social reputation only caused her mother more disappointment, her father paid no mind - always too busy running his company to even bother checking in on his daughters. Her sisters didn’t care, they knew the real Valentina, not the persona she put on around “friends” or at parties. They knew Val, the bubbly geek who could beat anyone’s ass at Mario Kart, the silly goofball that loved to ruin her bathroom at two o’clock in the morning changing her hair color, and the carefree, summer-loving surfer girl that would rather spend every hot summer day in the ocean rather than at another company event like the one coming up. She and her sisters found the perfect dresses for the evening’s boring and bland company event - the context of which she had none. However, Valentina had been looking for a good reason to get dressed up and what better way to spend a fabulous day than getting dressed up and flirting with her father’s junior partners. Besides, her father always had an open bar at these events - that was good enough for her and her sisters.

Her oldest sister was set to inherit the company so she took these events very seriously, unlike Val who was just ready to make the night less boring than it was most likely going to be. She was dressed in a fitted black dress that hit just below her knees, with one slit that went about mid-thigh, and if that wasn’t enough the strapless deep V neck showed off her perfectly tanned cleavage. Her hair and makeup were perfect as always, her skills honed at a young age she even did her sister’s hair and makeup for the event. Well, except for her oldest sister who thought the style of makeup and hair Valentina offered wasn’t “professional enough” in her opinion. As per usual, her mother gave her a disapproving look as she stepped into the lobby of the country club at her sister’s sides. Her mother wouldn’t make a scene about her choice of look for the evening but Valentina knew it was an inevitable argument later that night.

The night was as boring as she had expected it to be. The open bar, average looking younger partners, fine food, and subpar music did nothing to keep the hyperactive Valentina interested in the event. She and one of her other sisters stayed until the moment it was polite to leave and headed home, neither of them prepared for what else the night had in store for them...

Valentina and her sister who was closest to her in age were laughing and joking in the kitchen of their lavish home, out of their fancy clothes and makeup, wearing only t-shirts, shorts, and messy buns as they made snacks. It was nearly 1 o’clock in the morning when the rest of their family finally made it home and the girls were dancing around to music and having a great time fixing popcorn to add to their snack mix. The booming bass of their father’s voice snapped them out of their carefree reverie. “Paloma! Valentina!” Paloma immediately turned off their music and Val pulled the pot of popcorn off of the hot stove, sharing a frightened look with her sister before calling out; “We’re in the kitchen!”

Paloma was closest when their father bounded into the kitchen, his suit disheveled and a smile on his face. The joy on his face caused the girls to relax a bit, glad that they weren’t going to get told off for once. He enveloped the two youngest girls into a group hug and started laughing. “We got the partnership with the company in New York!” The two girls didn’t know much about the business world but, they did know their parents had been working towards finalizing this partnership for over a year and it was worthy of celebration. Valentina and Paloma squealed a little bit and hugged their father tight in celebration, pulling back to do a quick happy dance with him. He kissed both girls on the head and headed to their living room to get another glass of scotch before bed in celebration.

However, the girls did not get to stay happy for long as the two oldest daughters and their mother came in, obviously in a good mood but not nearly as happy to see the two younger girls as Diego was. Yebin - their mother - looked the two girls up and down and looked at the mess they’d been in the middle of making together in the kitchen and rolled her eyes. “Look at you two, you couldn’t even stay long enough for this important announcement! You just had to get back here and wreck the house as if you pay the bills huh?” Valentina did not react as she was used to her mother’s outbursts, Paloma, however, was one of the angels and was rarely scolded so she couldn’t help but flinch at the bite in Yebin’s tone. Gabriela the second oldest looked at the two of them sympathetically - she’d always tried to protect Valentina the most - Elena the oldest was looking at the two of them as if they’d just killed her puppy. 

Yebin left the room with a scoff after receiving no response to seemingly join her husband in the living room for a celebration drink. Valentina paid no mind and went back to happily finishing putting their snack together with Paloma at her side still visibly shaken up by what their mother had said. Gabriela was about to leave for her room before Elena finally spoke up after standing there with a disgusted look on her face. “I can’t believe the two of you had the audacity to leave before the big announcement. It was a very important moment for the company and you two slipped out before anyone could stop you to do what? Come home and act like 8-year-olds? Papa is too high on success to recognize how disrespectful that was, but tomorrow he’s gonna know and he’s going to be very disappointed in you two, just like Eomma and I are.” Paloma visibly stiffened at their sister’s harsh words, looking over at her meekly. Valentina didn’t even react, too used to this kind of attitude from their oldest sister who thought she knew everything about everything.

“Well, we’re not inheriting the company so…” Valentina mumbled under her breath as she began stirring the snack mix and rubbing a hand over Paloma’s back to comfort her - knowing that the older girl was not used to this kind of treatment. “Besides, we didn’t know there was going to be some important announcement because no one ever tells us anything, we’re just expected to show up, look pretty, eat, drink, talk, and then leave. You are the one that has to care about the company Elena, not us. As if anyone cared that I was gone anyway, I bet you all only noticed because Paloma came with me. If I’d left on my own no one would have even cared or noticed.” Finally, Valentina’s dark brown eyes looked over to find her oldest sister, arms crossed over her chest, face flush with anger, and her chest huffing and puffing as she boiled over.

“I’m not an idiot Elena, I may not be top of my class like you all were but, I know when I’m not wanted. Let’s go, Loma.” Her last sentence came out after a deep exhausted sigh as she picked up the bowl of snack mix and she took her closest sister’s hand. Elena wasn’t done with the youngest sister yet as she stepped forward and laid a hand on Valentina’s shoulder to force her to turn and face her again. At this point, Gabriela had stepped back into the kitchen and was about to step in as a mediator when Elena yanked the bowl from Val’s hand and slammed it to the ground - sending glazed ceramic shards, popcorn, chocolate candies, and pretzels all over the kitchen floor around them. Then Elena let out a yell, obviously hoping to get their parent’s attention. “Valentina! How childish of you! You don’t just throw things when someone upsets you!” Elena’s eyes were alight with dramatic tears and her voice held an air of authority she believed she held over the younger girl.

“What kind of drugs are you on, Elena? You threw that! You pulled it right from my hand and dropped it like a toddler throwing a tantrum!” Valentina had had it with her sister at this point, she was trying to remain passive to just get through the night but that was the last straw. Gabriela tried grabbing Elena by the arm and pulling her away but the older girl fought against her. Paloma also tried pulling Val away, she’d seen the youngest sister get into a few fights and knew she was not one to be messed with no matter how angry she or the other person was. Girls had lost earlobes, skin, and even hair when trying to tumble with the younger girl before, so Paloma was just trying to keep both her sisters from ripping each other’s throats out. 

Their parents had heard the commotion by this point and were quickly making their way into the large area, seeing the mess on the floor and the two practically feral girls being held by the two more emotionally stable sisters. However, Valentina managed to wiggle out of Paloma’s grip, immediately launching for the oldest sister. Out of her own fear, Gabriela released Elena and the girls collided. Valentina felt like she was burning red hot with rage, her skin felt like it should have been flushed red and smoke should be pouring from her ears. She had had it with her sister's bullshit, she was tired of her mother and she was tired of taking their harsh words and being blamed for things she didn’t do. The youngest girl went for it, her nails scratching at the older girl, hair was pulled from both parties, and there were a multitude of voices overlapping as parents and siblings tried to stop the fight.

After what felt like ages, the room froze - the smell of burnt hair and the sight of smoke stopping everyone in their tracks. Elena was finally yanked from Valentina’s grip, a clump of hair extension in the younger’s hand - lit aflame by the fire now encapsulating her arm, wrist, and hand. Her skin was flushed red, her eyes were burning hot with rage still as the fire began to lick up her arms and dance around her fingertips. The other five family members stood in shock as they looked at Valentina, all anger was gone as they stood frozen in fear of the girl before them. Paloma was the first to snap out of it and recognize the fear that had taken over Valentina as well. The youngest obviously had no idea what was happening just like they all did. She carefully got closer to her sister and tried to calm her, helping her take deep breaths and guiding her to the bathroom. Paloma got Valentina to stand under the cold water of the shower, fully clothed.

At first, the only thing that happened was steam, water hitting fire and burning away into steam. Eventually, Val stood there sobbing and soaked head to toe with ice-cold water but, she remained physically unaffected by the fire that was spread along her skin just moments before.

************

An hour or so later, Paloma and Valentina emerged from the bathroom, Valentina’s hair dripping wet as she was wrapped in a warm robe. Her skin was still warm to the touch, feverish and her naturally tanned skin flushed pink below the surface. Paloma carried the younger girls, wet and burned clothes as she carefully walked her to her room. In the time it took to get Val relatively close to normal the girls had not said a word to each other. Both of them are still very obviously shaken by all of the events of the evening, barely hiding the shake to their hands. Paloma led Valentina to Gabriela’s room, hoping the older but more composed sister would have some answers - only to find it empty and the voices of their siblings and parents still downstairs. The voices were muffled from the distance but, they recognized the angered voice of their father anywhere.

The girls shared a fearful look before turning to get dressed in Valentina’s room. With the younger girl now dressed in a pair of pajamas, her hair now partially dried by a towel, they made their way downstairs to join the rest of their family. With linked arms, the two younger sisters entered the living room of their family’s estate, fear evident in their body language and by the silence still settled over them. Upon entering the room, the already tense air felt like it was set alight again when burning, angry eyes landing on both of them. Although the gazes all quickly settled on Valentina. Anger came from her mother, father and eldest sister - the middle sisters gazing at her pitifully, confusion evident in their features. It was Diego who eventually broke the silence as he glared at both Valentina and Yebin.

“Now, can someone tell me what the fuck just happened to my baby girl in the kitchen?!” All of the women in the room couldn’t help but flinch at his tone of voice and the sheer volume of his frustration. Yebin removed her glare from Valentina finally to look at her husband. “Your baby girl? Now she’s your baby girl? She just tried to kill Elena and you’re being sweet to her?!” Diego clenched his jaw as Yebin walked over to the two younger girls and pulled Paloma away from Valentina, dragging her over and forcing her to sit down next to Elena on the couch - leaving Valentina to shake down to her bones, her hands wringing together and tears welling in her eyes. Diego watched his youngest daughter still obviously shaken and did what her mother failed to do and brought her into his arms, allowing her to burrow into his chest for comfort.

“Yebin how can you say that? She is just as scared as we are! What is wrong with you?!” The daughters couldn’t say anything as their parents very obviously had different feelings about what occurred that evening. Yebin threw her hands up in frustration before pointing to the terrified teenager being comforted by her father. “If you knew the truth you wouldn’t be so sweet to her! She almost killed your oldest daughter! All that did was confirm what I’ve thought for a while - I never should have had her. Because of her, this family is ruined! She’s a whore that wastes our hard-earned money on drugs and alcohol. If she was as good a child as her sisters this never would have happened and no one would ever have found out!”

Everyone in the room - besides Valentina who was still buried in her father’s arms - looked at Yebin in shock. Paloma was almost in tears, Gabriela was speechless, Elena looked like she was about to defend the youngest sister when Diego spoke up again. “How dare you talk about her like that? She is your child who obviously needs our help, Yebin!” The older man ran his hands through Valentina’s damp hair as she sobbed into his chest.

“That is the whole point Diego, she’s my daughter. Not ours. She is a mistake that I never should have made because now she’s ruined everything!” Yebin was screeching at the top of her voice now, her eyes fiery with rage. Diego’s voice was soft as he cradled Valentina in his arms - his beautiful baby girl, who was shaking as sobs wracked her body. “W-what? What do you mean, mi amor? Of course, she’s ours? Our miracle baby. Right?” He placed a kiss to the crown of Valentina’s head, his lips and chest feeling the warmth of his daughter’s feverish temperature. He knew she always ran hotter than the other girls, she always had - but this was different and he could feel it. Everyone in the room could see the gears spinning in his head as his wife looked at him expectantly.

Diego pulled away from Valentina, holding her by her biceps to look at her. Her eyes puffy and red from crying and her skin flushed, but she was still his baby. He didn’t want to believe the thoughts bouncing around his mind. His thinking process was interrupted by Yebin’s voice, clear and frustrated from across the living room. “You’re a smart man, Diego. You know she’s not yours.” An exasperated sigh left her lips as she ran a hand over her face. “We wanted one more child so badly, my love. All the tests told us it wasn’t my fault, but yours. You didn’t want to do anything about it, you were convinced it was my fault. So I did what I had to do. I prayed and prayed. Only it wasn’t God that answered me, but an ancient god of fire. He was the perfect man to father our last child and you never had to know. Until she ruined it, no one would have found out if she had just done as she was told. If she had just been like her sisters. Her half-sisters.”

************

The silence was palpable after Yebin’s reveal. All three older daughters were gawking at their parents, shock obvious across their features. Diego was tearing up and looked into Valentina’s face, he reached two hands up to cup her cheeks. His thumbs grazed her cheekbones as he wiped away fresh tears that rolled down her skin. It felt as though their perfect world had imploded around them. With just one monumental revelation, the once perfect and wealthy family was in shambles at their feet. Yebin was fuming as she watched the exchange between her youngest child and her husband. The rage that was still boiling under her skin could have sent steam out her ears. She wanted Diego to be mad, she needed him to be angry, needed him to hate what Valentina had done as much as she did. In her eyes, Valentina’s behavior had ruined the facade of their perfect household. Her recklessness exposed her mother’s infidelity and put the couple at odds with each other.

As Valentina looked up into the eyes of the man she called Papa, who in her mind would always be her father no matter what her mother said, she frantically searched for what he was thinking. She looked over his face and into his eyes, trying to decipher what the older man was feeling after all of this, as he still held her face in his hands. Suddenly it was like a sheet had been pulled from his eyes as Diego blankly stepped away from his family. He backed up about ten feet, his eyes sweeping across the room. Meeting eyes with his raging wife for a moment, then over his still terrified baby girl Valentina, finally ghosting across the dumbstruck and pitiful faces of his three oldest daughters. After what felt like years, Diego spoke up to them, the emotions coursing through him giving a heaviness to his words.

“Go to bed everyone. I will sleep in my office and do not disturb me.”

With that the older hispanic man showed his age and anger as he stomped off to the other side of their home, leaving the women frozen with shock and rage.

*************

That early morning, Valentina cried herself to sleep while sandwiched between Gabriela and Paloma. The two older sisters joined her soon after they heard her sobs fade into soft breaths and gentle snores. Sleep came to Yebin eventually, uncomfortable in the large, cold bed that she usually shared with her loving husband. Diego however, did not sleep at all. The first few hours after the explosion in their living room, he spent pacing and thinking in his office. Not long before everyone else awoke that late morning - early afternoon, he was frantically working on his computer. When he joined the very tense brunch in the kitchen, he looked as poorly as he felt. The women of the house ate in tense silence waiting for Diego to join them and when he did, soft gasps left all of them as they took in his disheveled state.

Diego did not sit at the table with them, he stood with a stack of papers in his hand at the end of the table. After a long moment of tense silence he looked to his wife and went to hand the papers to her. Yebin began to stammer as she took the papers from him in confusion but Diego spoke up faster. “Those are tickets to Seoul. There is also paperwork for an apartment lease that is signed. You and Valentina will leave tonight. I have set you up at our office in Gangnam, which is where you will be working and living until I have decided how this family will move forward.” As the words left his mouth it felt as if all the air had been sucked from the room, Valentina stared at the plate in front of her as the other women gawked at Diego.

Yebin was about to say something in her defense when Diego held up a hand to stop her. “I need you both out of my house for a while, Yebin. I can barely look at you right now and I think Valentina would be better off away from here for the time being. So, pack your bags your flight leaves at seven.” Like a ghost he silently fled the room. Valentina said nothing as she quickly stood from the table and ran upstairs to her bedroom. Where she proceeded to lay on her bed and cry for a few hours before her sisters came in and held her. Elena included. The oldest and the youngest had never seen eye to eye but she didn’t want her to be sent away. She still loved her despite their disagreements and Elena couldn’t help but feel guilty about the whole situation.

If she’d just ignored her anger towards the youngest instead of starting a fight maybe this secret never would have been revealed… but it had been and now the Ruiz-Kim women had to make do with the hand they had been dealt.

#scatter brain ;; self para #[ this is only part one guys ] #[ theres gonna be more ] #[ this is basically how she got into the party scene and drugs and stripping ] #my gifs;;