#AND IM TRYING TO AVOID THAT BY FILTERING POSTS

[rapidhighway]

awesome long post about sonic and shadow you love finished by mentioning untagged sonadow in the last sentence to piss you off

[vero-niche]

as a non-usamerican it is quite wild to be on this usamerica-centric site with the elections coming up. i mean it always has been but this year especially so, with one half of my dash shouting at me to vote and the other criticizing those same people. and me? i've never been more glad to be on the other side of the metaphorical plexiglass, not having to take a stance in it at all. i just wish that the fact that i cant have a say in it would also mean the outcome wont affect me. alas, no country can escape the main character of nations ig

[rainbowbeanstyles]

im not handling it well folks

[strawberrycamel]

Communal DPxDC tag blocklist

heyy, so i'm just gonna share all the tags i've been using to block DPxDC posts bc i think it might be helpful for others trying to avoid those crossover posts.

First, the official tag that is meant to be used for dp and dc crossover posts is DPxDC (without spaces) and you are not supposed to tag either of the main fandoms when you make a DPxDC post.

That being said, my blocked tags are:

(edit: put under a readmore bc its a bit long)

anger management prompt

anger management ship

batpham

dan phantom x jason todd

danny phantom batman

danny phantom dc

danny phantom dc crossover

danny phantom x batman

danny phantom x batman crossover

danny phantom x dc

danny phantom x dc comics

danny phantom x justice league

danny phantom x young justice

danny x jason

dc x dp

dc x dp anger management

dc x dp au

dc x dp crossover

dc x dp fic

dc x dp fic idea

dc x dp prompt

dc x dp writing prompt

DC+DP

dcxdp

dcxdp crossover

dcxdp prompt

dp + dc

dp anger management

dp dc

dp dc crossover

dp x batman

DP x Batman DC

dp x dc

dp x dc anger management

dp x dc au

DP X DC Batman

dp x dc crossover

dp x dc fanfic

dp x dc fic

dp x dc headcanon

dp x dc prompt

dp x yj

dp/dc

DPDC

dpjl

DPxDC

jason todd x dan fenton

jazz x jason

jazz/jason

Ra's x Jazz

tim drake x danny fenton

There is also the option to put things in 'Filtered Post Content' which is right below 'Filtered Tags' and I've recently started to use it to block

DPxDC

As noted in the last reblog of this post, you can go full scorched earth in Filtered Post Content with one fandom to try and avoid DPxDC crossover posts as well. This doesn't work personally for me, since I like both fandoms separately, but it might be useful for others.

Please feel free to add to the blocklist!

[jrueships]

tbh tho i think my art is fugly af LMFAO

[pinkeoni]

Well. I was very passionate about something and then I went too far off the initial goal and ended up being wrong ✌️ just a reminder to ppl like me that the opposing argument is good to listen to. Sometimes they are right

[springlock-suits]

I need to make a tag for nsfw posts, any ideas?

[princekirijo]

I've been thinking about Riku's Pokemon team again (because when am I not thinking about Riku but also I've been playing a lot of Pokemon go lmao) and like it hit me. Tyrunt is such a good pokemon for him. The royal heir pokemon.

[hershelchocolate]

Can everyone I follow on Tumblr stop posting about the next hot new tragedy or human rights violation for like one day please? Just one. 💜 one day

[vladdyissues]

Lately Ive seen some awful things about antis and haters making threats and getting artists banned from Tumblr and X. Im new to the Phandom and love pompep but Im scared i'll be targeted if I write and share pompep fics. How do you manage sharing your work so bravely?

Firstly, welcome to the Phandom—and especially Pompous Pep! I have a simple protocol for enjoying a drama-free Tumblr experience:

Preventative Action

1. Find your community. Follow other Pompep fans and supporters and reblog their things. Don't be afraid to leave nice tags; we love and welcome interactions :) You can also join the Pompep Discord server if you enjoy chatting (DM me for details).

2. Turn off anon asks. This will solve 99% of all potential problems, and you can turn it back on whenever you want. Antis are cowards who prefer to hide behind the mask of anonymity. They seldom have the courage to say something with their whole username.

3. Block the obvious haters. This is a big fandom, and at some point you're likely to come across people openly hating on pompep, either on their bio, pinned posts, or comments. Block them. For an added layer of protection, add their username to your Filtering Options.

4. Tag your work appropriately. When posting, make sure your work is tagged correctly (the #pompous pep tag is especially important) so people who like pompep can find it and those who want to avoid it can block the tag. Use Content Labels when applicable.

5. Try to avoid using the platonic tag (#badger cereal) and the romantic tag (#pompous pep) at the same time. Some fans are really touchy about this. I'm not, and I think there are legitimate cases where use of both is applicable, but if you want to minimize friction, just stick with one tag or the other.

If you're not sure which tag to use, ask yourself what your intentions are with your art or fic. Is the goal a romantic relationship? If so, use the pompep tag. If it's truly ambiguous and could be seen either way, use the platonic tag first. You can always add another tag like "okay to tag as pompep", just to let people know they can interpret it however they please.

Responsive Action

If the above guidelines aren't 100% effective, here's what you do:

1. Don't feed the trolls. If you receive any negative asks in your inbox, it's important to NOT engage with them. Delete them, ignore them, don't let them get to you. Antis thrive on attention, so let them starve. Eventually they'll move on when they realize they're not going to get a rise out of you.

The same goes for any negative comment left on your work. Just delete it, block the person who left it, and pretend it never happened.

These asks and comments may come in the form of questions. Example: "How can you ship Danny with Vlad? That's [insert gross accusation here]" Resist the urge to answer these questions. They are not made in good faith. This person just wants to start an argument.

2. Report any harassment. If by some chance you receive a seriously hateful ask, like threats of violence or abuse, take a screenshot for proof/safekeeping, then report the message and the user if they're not anonymous. If the ask is anonymous, use the meatball menu (•••) at the top right to report the message and block the anon.

Final Words

It takes time to develop a thick skin and Don't Give A Fuck attitude, but it can be done. You are a phan. You have every right to be here and enjoy this fandom in peace, just like everyone else. Anyone who believes in harassing others over silly things like which cartoon characters should be allowed to kiss clearly has nothing better to do with their life. The sooner you shut them out, the happier you'll be.

Regarding media: Artists attract a lot more negative attention than writers for reasons I won't get into right now, but if you're mainly a writer, you will enjoy a much quieter fandom experience. Wherever you post your stories—I recommend AO3; DM me if you need an invite—follow the same advice there as I've given here: make sure your work is tagged correctly; support your fellow Pompep fans by reading and commenting on their works, building that community; moderate comments if you're concerned about negativity; block and mute users if they give you any trouble, and you'll enjoy a much more positive fandom experience.

There is strength in community. When you start making new fandom friends, you'll feel a lot less lonely, and that will give you the confidence you need to really have a good time here.

Wishing you the best, anon!

[metfell]

the best way in my experience to trigger warning tag things is to just write out the word. just write out "assault". just write out "domestic abuse" or "abuse" or "sexual assault". when you add on 15 different "tw" "cw" "//" placements it becomes hard for people to keep up with filtering everything. and then its not just "tw sexual assault" or "cw sexual assault" its also "// sa" "cw sa" "tw sa" "cw s assault" etc. and how is that supposed to be helpful to people?

and sometimes people add on their specific discourse tag like "my discourse" as a catch-all, but when 400 people on someone's dashboard all have a "catch-all tag" it suddenly becomes a lot harder to avoid the content. because you have to add every single tag.

if you are posting about extremely sensitive topic like what i have seen so much on the dash lately, you have got to be deliberate with your tagging, especially if you are making large awareness posts.

for people who need these topics tagged, i would recommend the following: for my mobile viewers, im probably just repeating what you've already done, but: add the blog url of the person making the posts to your Filtered Content section (as opposed to the Filtered Tags section) along with the broader words listed above. for desktop, do that as well, but consider in your xkit settings to remove filtered posts entirely from your dashboard. that way every post is not showing "this post was filtered for: assault" while you are trying to scroll.

[zaptrap]

Sooo what your thoughts on Villain Jay?

haha villain jay what villain jay i havent seen any leaks about villain jay ive been avoiding all leaks ESPECIALLY that minifigure and one episode description that all my jay-loving mutuals have reblogged which i stupidly saw 4+ times cuz i keep impulsively clicking every posted filtered for "ninjago spoilers" "ninjago dragons rising spoilers" "ninjago leaks" and "ninjago dragons rising leaks" i know absolutely nothing about this villain jay! nothing at all! nothing at all! aahahahahahahahahhahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa /j

(despite that im legit trying to avoid plot leaks lmao)

i'm hyped tho owo. im waiting to freak out properly til the season's actually out and i can actually watch it lmao only 2 mores weeks! SOON!!! AAAAAAA

[billiedeansbitch]

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 [𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐]

𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

summary: Larissa was compelled to use her annual leave to take care of her nieces for five days; what she wasn’t expecting was that an unnecessarily attractive baby-sitter would be accompanying her as well. 

a/n: sorry if this took so long to be posted. I went through some tough shit but I'm okay now. Enjoy <3

warning/s: none.

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taglist: @thoroughly--confused @gwendolinechristieiscute @winterfireblond @im-a-carnivorous-plant @poorwritingandstalecoffee @justcallmelittleone @digital-demise @kimiinou

The struggle to sleep through the night rendered you exhausted in the morning. It was only five o’clock, and yet you felt like you couldn’t stay in bed any longer. The more time you spent with your eyes closed, the more she appeared in your head like a ghost haunting you making sure she was all you could think of.

With great reluctance, you peeled the sheet off your body as the room temperature grew significantly hot, and willed yourself off the bed.

After a quick stop in the bathroom, trying your best to look decent, you tiptoed your way to the kitchen as quietly as you could to avoid waking anyone up in case someone was a light sleeper. 

As you were trying to navigate around the kitchen and successfully put the kettle on the stove, you started checking for the tea packets in the pantry and you spotted a whole box on the top shelf.

Confident that it was not that hard to fish out without using a stool from the lack of height, you stretched your arm up and stood on your toes. Honestly, why was the tea placement so high? It was ridiculous for people like you.

Too distracted by your will to reach it, you failed to notice the appearance of someone behind you, that was until they extended their own arm and effortlessly beat you in reaching for the box. You turned so suddenly with your heart beating fast in your chest, that you stumbled forward into the intruder’s body, your hand on their chest, and oh, what a lovely intruder it was for it bore the face of the woman named Larissa Weems.

The woman’s free hand instinctively flew to your waist, steadying you, and your skin burned at the contact, her hand managed to slip under the hem of your shirt. It was purely accidental but still, it made you want to melt into a puddle. 

Larissa, too, didn’t expect the impact it could cause her body. She felt herself getting breathless, as warmth spread across her cheeks, down her chest. She could perfectly feel the softness of your skin underneath her cold fingertips and noted how you shivered. The hand on her chest made her look down, it was odd, how it felt like it belonged there as well as the hand on your waist seamlessly fitting your waist.

She looked into your eyes, trying to filter any sense of discomfort, there was none, you were rather calm and positivity delighted. It amused her, too, that your eyes were seemingly lost on her lips. 

She separated herself, holding out the box to you.

“How’d you know I was here?” you wondered, taking the box from her.

Larissa shook her head, her lips curving to a small smile, “I didn’t. I was going to make tea for myself and found you clearly struggling.”

“I was not. I had it.” you were quick to defend yourself. Larissa decidedly teased you. “Not from how I saw it. Why didn’t you use the stool?” 

You huffed playfully, “I didn’t need it. I told you I had it. I swear.” 

She only hummed, finding it charming to have you so riled up. A wicked grin possessed the older woman’s lips, one that most likely made you feel like your heart just dropped.

Later, in the kitchen, where you found yourself speechless as Larissa managed to make a simple breakfast consisting of scrambled eggs, bacon and some toasts, she also readied some cereals for the kids giving them more options for breakfast. 

For yourself, you opted to pair your tea with some toast, buttering the burnt side generously. You took a bite and found a pair of blue eyes looking at you, pausing mid sip, to watch you. She offered you a smile and it was pleasantly warm like the sun on your face as it filtered through the windows, and as sweet as the tea that ran down your throat.

You raised your brows, “Do you want a bite?” you offered, holding it toward her, and she did, she held your hand by the wrist and took a bite of the toast.

You watched her pull back and wiped the corners of her lips with her thumb, bobbing her head while she swallowed. There was nothing out of the ordinary with what just occurred, but something about it made your brain lose its cool. Maybe it was how she held your wrist or the way she looked straight into your eyes while she took a bite. You didn’t know.

Her gaze then fell naturally on your lips, once you finished the toast. “You’ve got some…” she gestured to her own lips which your eyes followed, “Crumbs”

You pushed your brows up. Confused. “On your lips, honey.” your tongue innocently darted out, licking from one corner to another but still somehow missing the crumbs. Larissa’s lips fell apart. 

Without much thought, she leaned toward you, an arm reaching out and before you knew it her thumb ran across your lip, removing the crumbs. “There, you’re all clean.” 

Her eyes flickered up, meeting your gaze. You were hardly breathing but unfazed, just waiting, and waiting, your knuckles turning white as you grip the counter once more. She didn’t lean. Your jaw flexed from the pent-up disappointment.

A lot kept happening in this room and it made you wonder what sorcery it was that was causing all of this because honestly you had never been this thrilled to be in the kitchen. 

“Did you sleep okay?” Was it too obvious in your face that you stayed up all night wondering about her? That sleep seemed to be like a confusing concept for your brain because of how big and ugly your eyebags were right now?

“Not really.”

“Is there anything in particular that kept you from sleeping?” she asked with confidence like she knew what was going on in your head and she probably did with the way her eyes glitter and her voice sounded almost teasing.

You kept your gaze steady on her eyes, trying to get into her head. Trying to dissect the layers upon layers of the developed tension since last night. What was she really trying to do with you?

She had already charged you with so many emotions in just one day and maybe you were overreacting about it being so much but if what she was doing right now and how she was trying to push you was anything to go by, then you knew the answer already.

She was trying to break you by being so obvious and direct with her intention but not initiating anything beyond a few playful touches and lingering looks and it was effectively pushing you to your breaking point.

-

All her life Larissa Weems had trained herself to tread carefully, to not let herself slip out of the impeccable character she built for years because it is what’s going to protect her from anything, from anyone especially. 

But you looked so deliciously attractive it was impossible to keep her eyes off of you. The years of practice she did were nothing, easily dissolved by the desire that was brewing in the pit of her stomach, and spurred by a longing for some human contact that was anything but benign.

And you, you were so expressive with what you wanted, she was feeding off from it. You were always so expectant, drawing your lips apart and just patiently waiting for her, such a good girl she thought. And what surprised her even more was last night, when you stood there, in her room ready to attend to her needs but her head was spinning, she couldn’t do much about it and let herself be coaxed into a dreamless sleep.

“Is there anything in particular that kept you from sleeping?”

There was a longer beat of silence. Just her and you staring in each other’s eyes. 

It was hard to withhold now when the tension was too thick, both breaths heaving with anticipation on who would make the first move. And then everything was closing around, pushing you both together until your breath was hot on her skin and vice versa. Your eyes were on her lips and she could already feel it.

Just as she was about to make the move, determined to seal the gap, someone’s phone was going off. It was hers. She excused herself, for a fraction of time, she had a flash of annoyance on her face, saying something you did not understand because you were looking at her, giving her the vertical gaze and biting on your lip, internally cursing whoever was on the other line because that was it. That was the moment. 

She disappeared with hums and a series of yes and then an angry noise before you heard someone’s name being mentioned, but you contemplated if it was a name because she just exclaimed “Wednesday” with an offending tone.

You smiled to yourself, shaking your head at how you just managed to get caught in the woman’s orbit, how her presence gave you these overwhelming sensations that get your words stuck in your throat. And that was when you only realized you didn’t give her an answer.

-

In the afternoon, after the girls were picked up from school, they insisted on an afternoon storytelling, you could really say no which explained why the three of you were huddled in the small fort made of pillows, blankets and clothesline pins, in the middle of the living room.

You rambled about the beast and the blue knight. Tory and Laura were in awe. They had their eyes fixated on you with intent, their thin lips gaping. They specifically asked for the blue knight after getting tired of princesses in towers.

“And the bear roared! So loud it was deafening but the blue night stood their ground and drew their sword—��� she heard you poorly imitate a bear’s roar and she thought it was hilariously adorable.

It went on and on for the next few minutes until the story ended and the girls were so astonished they decided to re-enact the scenes they remembered, Tory as the bear and Laura as the blue night. But later, they grew tired of playing with themselves which they easily resolved by involving you and Larissa to play hide and seek.

Larissa was about to refuse the girls, she was never one to enjoy these silly games but you stepped in with your flashy smile and told the girls you’d love to play with your eyes looking at her. Larissa couldn’t do anything else by then so closed her laptop and hopped off the stool. 

For the first round, Tory was the seeker, Laura immediately bolted off, running with her little feet and disappeared. You were left with Larissa, still trying to figure out where it was best to hide.

“Seven.” Tory counted, keeping her eyes shut and forehead pressed on the wall.

“The fort.” You mouthed the other woman. Hiding in the fort would be too obvious, yes, which meant Tory, being the wisest, would go and seek someplace else paying no heed to the fort and knowing her twin like the back of her hands she wouldn’t hide there, she would opt for the most complicated hiding spots in the house and she assumed the same for the both for you.

“Nine.” You grabbed the woman’s wrist, “The fort” you mouthed once more, tipping your head to the fort’s direction.

Her initial thought was “How are we going to fit in there?” Because honestly it was too fragile to stand any big movements and Larissa wasn’t exactly built for small spaces. But her thoughts were flung out as soon as you pulled her with you ushering her into the fort.

“It’s too obvious, she wouldn’t expect us to be there.” You justified, you were determined to win against a kid. So competitive it made Larissa shake her head while grinning.

It had been years since she partook in any kind of games, and she never liked playing hide and seek even as a child. She was too big and too tall to fit in small places, she was always the first to find and she never enjoyed it. 

But something told her this was going to be different because none of the girls looked at her immediately like you did, none of them showed the same excitement and pulled her by her wrist. They all didn’t want to take her with them, she was too obvious making her an easy target which made the game less exciting.

Larissa would have appreciated to have someone like you as a kid. 

After Larissa crawled into the tiny opening of the fort, you made your own way inside. 

“Ready or not, here I come!” Tory announced, you heard her walk around, presumably surveying, trying to listen for any noise as it would indicate where anyone was.

You saw her little silhouette walking past the fort, and you held your breath, Larissa did, too. Everything about it was silly but Larissa couldn’t find it in her to complain, not when you held her hand, squeezing a little too hard, too absorbed by the game.

“That was close.” you muttered when Tory didn’t suspect anything and heard her move on to another room.  And then there was only silence, you were both looking at each other with intensified stares, the atmosphere charged with palpable attraction. 

And then it happened. You didn’t know who leaned or who pulled who, you couldn’t remember a single thing—anything, you just found yourself sitting on her lap breathless and her hands on your face, your lips caught in a somewhat hungry but gentle kiss. Both searching for something. 

You were both bursting at the seams, too exhilarated by what was happening, you both didn’t want to detangle from each other but the sound of the twins quickly approaching forced you both to stop. To come to a halt. And you did with great effort not to pull her back against you.

Larissa wiped the smudged lipstick from the corner of your lips and you thanked her bashfully, “We should probably go now.” you suggested and she agreed letting you go out first.

But Larissa, the oh so perfect Principal of Nevermore Academy, was uncharacteristically falling apart, still buzzing with the effects of kissing you. 

If kissing you would loose a screw in her brain she imagined what else could go loose if anything would escalate beyond kissing.

-

The next day, it all happened the same: play time was over and the night approached in a blink of an eye. During dinner, the twins were barely awake, too spent from the countless runnings and gigglings, Larissa decided she should put the twins to bed. While she tucked them in, you cleaned the dinner table, easy as that.

After you had everything washed and put away, you stood in the middle of the kitchen posing like a dutiful wife, you sighed, having been too tired yourself from work and flicked the lights off, ready to retire to your bed and call it a night. However, it seemed as though someone had other plans for you. 

Your back hit the wall with a soft thud, your eyes going as wide as they could be, too stunned from having been thrown against the wall.

Larissa cupped your face and crashed her lips against yours blocking your senses. Everything was muted. Nothing mattered. Immediately, your hands found purchase on the curve of her waist pulling her body flushed against you.

The expensive fabric of her clothes rubbing against your palms, and your brain instantaneously thought of how she would look without it. These perverted thoughts of a teenager dusted your cheeks red, so red from the heat of the spreading embarrassment.

The kiss started with intense longing to feel each other’s lips, to taste each other’s tongue and to feel the breaths in between and then it went  slow, and soft, and warm like a sun’s kiss. It was tender, reminding you of how her thumb glided across your lips. It was worth worshipping.

God, the feeling made your head spin, you were running out of breath but you couldn’t find it in you to care. You just wanted to take her, lavish her, devour her lips until they were swollen and pink.

Against the wall, you were pinned by Larissa as you submissively followed the blonde’s lead, giving her the control. Larissa adjusted herself more comfortably, matching your height, your lips still pressed together.

Eventually, you had to pull away. Your head found comfort on Larissa’s shoulder while you tried to catch your breath. Larissa merely watched you, a smile growing on her lips.

You felt her comb through your hair and you couldn’t help yourself but nuzzle your face further to the crook of her neck. Smelling the mix of her sweat and perfume, it lured you to drop a kiss on the moistened skin, just a light peck that could be mistaken as a mindless touch of your lips on her skin.

The fondness of the mere touch released a raging amount of serotonin in the woman’s brain, wrapping her tenderly with warmth like a blanket around her shoulder during a breezy afternoon or the feeling that embraced her after sipping her hot cocoa for the first time.

Truly, Larissa was in awe, she hadn’t been expecting to feel so…alive and cherished.

When she got out of the car and stepped into the airport and being greeted by the busy crowd, she thought she was making a big mistake. She had never left Nevermore for more than a day and it scared her how much trouble would transpire during the span of her absence, but she checked herself in nevertheless, boarded the plane and sat in her first class seat, thinking of nothing more but going back home to her beloved school. Larissa loved her nieces to death, that for sure, she would go beyond whatever extent it means to protect them but the school was her baby, it was her life.

And then you happened. You made her wish the time could go slowly and the days go longer. She wished she knew what she was doing, what the fuck was happening when she thrusted you against the wall and kissed you the moment the kids were tucked and the door was closed.

She wished she knew.

[kaizsche]

Hiii, how are u? I hope you're doing well, sooo I wanted to ask you (if it is not a problem) how are your gifs always looking so crisp? like what type of setting you put on them to make them look with a high quality? i'm sorry for bothering, i'm just curious 😭

hey, no worries. i'm happy to help! warning: this is going to be a very long post so sit back and relax...

first you need adobe photoshop. now the sharpen setting won't look good if your source is not HD so you have to really invest on getting a 1080p copy of your chosen video (4k works too, but i found that it takes up a lot of memory and, you know, tumblr only allows us to upload 10mb gifs so yeah. i guess you could still try 4k and use additional apps to optimize the memory, anyways).

now let's say you've gotten all the stuff you need. let's go to the sharpen settings.

there are multiple ways on how to do this step. people use actions but i don't because i have no fucking idea how to do it and after maybe the millionth time of trying to understand how it works, i just gave up so that means my method is time-consuming and gritty...

i usually GIF by frame not on video timeline.

(left is video timeline and the right is by frame)

what's the difference? i honestly have no idea LMFAO??? cause i found editing gifs on video timeline too complicated for my brain + i learned gifing by frames first so it's really the method i'm used to doing.

before you ask, why did i mention giving by video timeline or by frame? and what is actions? actions i think preloads all the commands for you which makes the grueling process of giving easier, avoids consuming your time. if you gifed by frame however... you have to sharpen each fucking layer/frame of your images. so if you have 60 frames, you have to press ctrl + f 60 fucking times HAHAH (and trust me, this process is not fun and i've had a much worse method back then)

anyway before i get sidetracked let's go to the main concern: sharpening.

i want you to select a layer. go to filter and select 'convert to smart filter' and then go back to filter > smart sharpen.

this tab should appear now what i want you to do is to follow this numbers. click enter and repeat the process--btw you do not have to convert to smart filter every layer, yeah? just use ctrl + f--depending on how many layers you have.

now let's say you're done with the first sharpening setting!!! yay!! it's not over yet.

we have a second sharpen setting to go through again. highlight the layer where you've converted it to a smart filter and then filter > smart sharpen (or just use ctrl + f) the tab above will appear again but this time, change the settings to this:

i want you to repeat the process i detailed above for the first sharpening method.

so now you've got your gifs lookin crisp as heck!

for comparison:

additional tips: feel free to play around with the setting. if it's too sharp or crispy for you, you can tone it down by going to the first sharpen setting and lowering the radius from 0.4 to 0.3 and etc. same goes with the second sharpen setting.

i hope you learned something from this. im bad at explaining...

[ranmaruliker]

everytime i see some woman in her early twenties post a tiktok with that aging filter with some caption saying something along the lines of "oh i look so fucking ugly this filter makes me upset, i cant belive this is what im gonna look like, im gonna do everything in my power to make sure i dont grow up to be this fucking disgusting and gross" i get so angry and so so fucking upset. this whole trend right now of anti aging is just so fucking heartbreaking as a girl. so many women have been conditioned to think that ageing is the worst thing a girl can do and they need to buy all these lotions and use a special straw and . fucking never smile or laugh or squint or sleep in a comfortable position because hey, did you know that sleeping on your side can make your face go ever so slightly lopsided over time, and you wouldn't want that to make you ugly, would you?

and i genuinely feel so sad for these woman who are genuinely depressed at the idea that they might one day, shock and horror, AGE? because people have taught them that the only value they have is being pretty and young and flawless and beautiful because thats the only thing that matters as a woman and being old and wrinky isnt pretty, didnt you know? but at the same time it is so fucking rage inducing to see people fully succumb to this mindset and post openly about how much they hate the idea of being old and ugly and posting the things that theyre doing to desperately try and avoid this unavoidable fate because we are actively seeing another generation of young girls, preteens, get groomed into believing this mindset that is so unhealthy nd so so harmful.

do u know how fucking sad it is to see videos of 14 year old girls post their 15 step skincare routine featuring products that are so chemically harsh that theyve been following since they were 12.

this is what its like being a little girl nowadays. that is so fucking depressing

[icepip]

general discourse talking below

its something that i noticed today with the "discourse" im involved with currently, and has been a trend with every other discourse crusade: the lack of tagging and triggers. the people who make these call out posts always post uncensored/unedited screenshots of the content they find disturbing and always use every popular tag they can think of for visibility and reach. however, not only does that go against tumblr's tos (only using relevant tags), it also negates the effort the original poster put in to clearly label their content.

every writer i've come across has warnings and tags clearly stated, especially for dark content. this is helpful because of the filtering system. if you search general tags, then you might find writers you don't know and therefore couldn't block before seeing their content. but there's a very easy way to filter certain tags or phrases in posts so that you don't see something you don't want to see. posting a screenshot does not have that same affect. by taking a picture of content you deem harmful or morally unacceptable and posting it without labels, you are also participating in that harm.

if i'm posting writing for ship x and you don't like ship x, block the tag. i specifically tag for characters, ships, and any other content warnings that are relevant so that it's easily found for people looking for that content, but also so it's just as easily avoidable. by blocking the tag, you will not see my posts if you're searching for character a. and if you were to go to my blog to look for content, you would see posts containing ship x hidden from view.

though the filtering and blocking system is far from perfect, it's pretty fucking good at doing exactly what you ask of it. so even if you want to call out certain content, please at least tag it accordingly. you may very well be causing more harm than good to the people you're trying to protect.