#friends collage headers

[cherrysource]

˒ headers made © cherrysource — effect by @peachcoloring + action by @harupsds ˒ pngs by @peachcoloring  ˒ do not repost my edits. if you save like or reblog

[millaysmaeve]

my impromment making header collage over the years…yes i'm very proud!

oh if someone is interested in using them, just give credits to @/bertharussells on twitter that's all

[validfemale]

` a girly guide to journaling .𖥔 ݁ ˖

keeping a diary is honestly the ultimate girl power move—it’s not just fun, it’s like therapy but cuter and all yours. keeping those pages full is how i keep my mental game strong and my girliness on point.

i’ve been doing this consistently for years now, so trust me, i know all the hacks. here’s the tea on all my fave diary tools, inspo, and tips to keep your diary flourishing like it deserves.

✦ — WHY KEEPING A DIARY IS EVERYTHING?

having a diary is like creating your own little world where all your thoughts, dreams, and random brain dumps live. every time you flip back, it’s like chatting with an old friend (who just happens to be you).

nothing beats that feeling of re-reading your own wild thoughts, laughing at old jokes, or realizing how much you’ve leveled up since then. plus, a diary is a no-judgment zone. it’s therapy with glitter pens—just you, your thoughts, and all the space you need to rant, rave, or reflect without anyone intruding. think of it as your self-love sanctuary.

✦ — MUST-HAVE GOODIES FOR YOUR PHYSICAL DIARY!

♡ color-pop pens: pastels, metallics, and scented inks make writing more fun. pick pens that scream you.

♡ cute stickers & washi tape: because every page deserves a mini makeover. get stickers that match your vibe—flowers, stars, or maybe a lil’ sparkle.

♡ scrap-worthy bits: magazine clippings, instant photos, pressed flowers—whatever you want to glue down to capture a moment. treat your diary like an art journal, too.

✦ — STUFF TO STICK IN FOR EXTRA PERSONALITY!

♡ decorative inserts: think vintage paper, glitter accents, and ribbons to add layers. let your pages be as fancy or minimal as you like.

♡ pretty diaries: invest in a diary that feels good to hold. go for soft covers, plushy textures, or fun patterns that make you want to pick it up and write.

✦ — DIGITAL DIARY ESSENTIALS!

♡ digital notebooks (like Notion): for an organized, clean look. play with templates to match your aesthetic.

♡ header graphics + mood photos: make each section extra with dreamy visuals. pinterest is the ultimate treasure trove for this.

digital diaries are perfect for on-the-go thoughts. you can switch things up, add GIFs, or create cute collages with zero mess.

✦ — WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING!

diaries are a vibe, so make your entries match your mood. some days, you’ll have full-on storytime entries; other days, it’s all about the little things. start with “hey love” if you’re feeling sweet, or just dive right in. treat it like your cozy space for everything you wish someone would ask about.

i like to write twice a week to keep it consistent (but no pressure). some entries are just life recaps; others are random lists or things that make me smile.

[mrs-bond]

Hi there. I'm looking for people to be long term friends with preferably in the United States. I say that cuz I'm from the South East United States. Plus, people more suited to my age. I'm 31. Also, want someone that's settled down too. I love peaky blinders a lot. Favorite character from that show is Thomas Shelby. Really love Cillian Murphy, Daniel Craig, and Oppie a lot. Other thing I rp too, but mainly as Oppie, Daniel Craig, and Thomas Shelby. My style of rp is freestyle to literate. Topics of Rps I enjoy are hurt/comfort, smut, bdsm, and happiness. In bdsm rp I prefer to be dominant. Topics I don't prefer is sadness and death.

I prefer someone that can talk about more than just one topic cuz that turns me away. I like to talk about anything. Also, I have anxiety, emotional empath or empath in general and highly sensitive person. I want someone that's aware and understanding of that.

I write once in a blue moon, but only on ao3 though. I enjoy making edits, headers, and collages for Cilly, Thomas Shelby, Daniel Craig, and Oppie.

I hope that someone out there takes the time to read this post because I'd like to have more friends than what I have now. I don't want a friend that's going to be false, catfish, or a predator. I want a friend that's good and sincere.

[xpurdyglambertx]

AHHHH! I'm so stoked to finally be able to show yall this!

I signed up for my first bang and happened to get paired up with a really special Fandom friend to me, Samanddean76 ! I did the art for her awesome story, "A Fistful of Sammy's" , AO3 link to her story here~

Without spoiling too much for you guys, imagine multiverse and multiple timelines with several Sams, Deans, all of them meeting, multiple ship pairings, and yummy smut! God, this story really has it all! Angst, drama, plot, fluff, joy, tragedy... It's easily one of my favorite fics I've read! That's what I tried to convey in the cover banner above! This banner and all the following art were done with various photo editing, drawing, and photoshop apps to achieve the desired look!

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For chapter headers, I tried to do a photo representation of a sort of "chapter summary," highlighting the main focus of each chapter! I also made them cohesive with the cover art...

And then perhaps my favorite bits of art from this is the page breaks! They are just so aesthetically pleasing, tattoo worthy! I took important weapons from the show, and turned them into "pencil art" style sketches.

Since Tumblr only allows 10 photos per post, I had to put them in a collage. If you wanna see them in full scale, check them out on my AO3 Master Post, here!

And then last but not least, a link to the author's tumblr post here!

Go read this fic, guys! You won't regret it! Sal is an amazing author! I feel so blessed to have had the opportunity to work with her in this bang! My first bang experience was amazing because of her!

@wipbigbang @samanddean76

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

OC: Victoria "Whiskey" Callahan

faceclaim: Michelle Rodriguez (more specifically in the following roles: Letty Ortiz, Chris Sanchez, Rain Ocampo and Trudy Chacón.)

(fully copied @crashtestbunny because this is more useful than the hashtag thing I was doing!)

Basics

Military Personnel File

Whiskey's Timeline (updated for May 2024)

Random Facts

Whiskey on Angst: Interview

Whiskey's Life

Whiskey's Family Tree

The Event. [Part One.] [Part Two.] - hurt/no comfort

Whiskey x Ghost

Bonded Pair. [Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three.] - hurt/comfort

Smiles. [One Shot] - fluff

Clockwork. [One Shot] - hurt/comfort + fluff

Plans. [One Shot] - angst(ish)

Whiskey & Ghost: Interview

Whiskey on Love: Interview

Whiskey and Friends

The Meeting. [Whiskey x Pirate]

The Meeting #2. [Whiskey x Valkyrie]

IOU. [Whiskey x Valkyrie]

I Got You. [Whiskey x Rosie]

Get to Know Whiskey

OC Interview

Interesting Questions Interview

Helpful Questions Interview

Character Sheets & Tag Games

Whiskey Compendium (aka The absolute most comprehensive sheet ever.)

Get to Know the Ship: [One] [Two] [Three]

Get to Know Whiskey: [One] [Two] [Three]

UQUIZ: What Kind Of Book Character Would Your OC Be?

Art

A little collage header made by my lovely @superhero-landing

Meabh & Whiskey fanart piece by @crashtestbunny

Moodboard of Val & Whiskey by @superhero-landing

Other Things (AUs, etc.)

Gone. (if Ghost and Soap both died in MW3 - AU)

Gone. (but from Soap's perspective) by my lovely @crashtestbunny

Find other little posts:

#oc: victoria "whiskey" callahan || #ghost x whiskey

[sunnylands-world]

Draco Malfoy's masterlist 2

Updated: mar, 1, 2023

Welcome to my Draco Masterlist, readers, and hope you like my fics! Header, banners, and dividers are all by me

Main masterlist

PART 1 HERE

REQUEST ARE ALWAYS OPEN

You are responsible for your reading choices, please don't report my account or my work. If you are not aware of what smut content is it is usually content meant for 18+ readers, it is up to you what you read, I am not your parents!!

Do NOT write offense things in my comments or I will block you from this page and any account I find out is yours

A lot of my work is old so my writing did improve. it's organized from oldest to newest so that's a warning! if it's cringy sorry [ May Update Them]

Please leave comments, and show support!

My Favorite - SMUT:

Draco is obsessed with your thighs so he finds a new way to enjoy them…

Awkward - KINDA ANGST:

you were just sleeping with each other, no one was meant to get attached; especially since you both knew what it would cost…

A bit possessive - FLUFF AND ANGST:

someone shows up and they are a little too affectionate with you for Draco. What happens when the two protective, and possessive men meet?…

Draco Malfoy SFW ALPHABET

Draco Malfoy collage

Draco universe request

CRYBABY - SMUT:

Draco brings you to work but instead of helping like you're supposed to you, you whine about him not touching you until he has enough…

Bloody rose's:

you happen to walk in on your step dad in a meeting with his enemy in the mafia while pregnant with his child and Draco has to keep them quiet…

FINE LINE:

Draco is a far man he hears bullshit all day but they cross a fine line when it comes to you...

The Malfoy men - SMUT:

you're just cleaning like usual when both Malfoy's decided to fill you with their cocks…

The Devil And His Dancer - SMUT:

you're working to pay off college. You never expected to meet him and be sucked into his world of danger…

who are you now - ANGST:

time flies by and people change. Sometimes for worst than better

My hero - SMUT:

Draco comes back mad about the situation at the casino and you can't help but thank him for what he did…

It cuts deep - ANGST/FLUFF:

you've lost your only family and the boy you loved may have been the cause…

My God - SMUT:

your mother's evil but your step dad's your god with emotions he needs to release...

Cum for me, and scream while you do it - SMUT:

you're rather shy about the noises you make but your boyfriend won't have any of it…

Missing - SMUT:

it's family dinner and your mother can't seem to figure out why you would miss it. Only you didn't, you're rather close by enjoying your own meal…

Cherry cheeks - FLUFF:

you're headed over to your best friend when he decides to play with your heart…

How it should be - ANGST:

you've been best friends your whole lives but in the end that's all you'll ever be

Need you anywhere - SMUT:

your step dad just has to have you no matter what it may cost…

The ugly is pretty - ANGST TO FLUFF:

you met an attractive boy at the perfume store but you had no idea that he was a bully…

Message chat 1

Message chat with step dad 1

Photoshop Draco

SERIES ↓

His Enemy, My Lover Series: being Harry potter's sister means nothing to anyone unless you're used as a way to harm him. What if someone else thinks you mean something?

His enemy, my lover PART 1

His enemy, my lover PART 2

His enemy, my lover PART 3

His enemy, my lover PART 4

His enemy, my lover PART 5

His enemy, My Lover PART 6

His enemy, my lover PART 7

His enemy my lover PART 8

Professor Malfoy PART 6

[usmsgutterson]

paper rings- weddings!! give me a character. a rough word count (10k is the most I’m willing to write, but if you want the fic to be a longer one, specifics are heavily recommended) and where you would want to get married if you were to get married! You can also tell me if you want it to be next level angst or to have the fluff scale turned up to eleven. Provide whatever specifics you want, and along with the fic, you’ll get a moodboard! You can mention if you want the moodboard to replace whatever gif I use as a fic header, but if you want it at the bottom of the fic and for me to include the gif anyway, just let me know!

okayyyy nikolai lantsov andd 1-2k? i've always dreamed of having a forest fairytale type wedding. like the fairy lights, and the green and borwn color schemes. and very intimate, only closeee friends and family (which is still a lot of family on my side but shhhh) fluff scale turned up to 11 plsss! the moodboard, i'm fine either way whatever is easiest<3

Our Forever/Our Eternity- Nikolai Lantsov x fem! reader

Okay, hi! I am so sorry that this coming out so late--I’d started second semester when I went to look at my inbox and having to do assignments on the daily is taking me closer and closer to academic burn out one step at a time. This is coming out on valentines though, so yay! I hope you like this one. The moodboard also came out in the form of a collage, which again, I hope is cool! I made it while tired out of my mind last night and a collage is what my tiredbrain was able to manage at that point lol.

fic type- fluff. 

Warnings- mentions of the consumption of alcohol (wine and champagne, and vodka/kvas) 

You and Nikolai had been dating since you were sixteen, having met by pure happenstance whilst you both worked in the First Army. You were at his side as his partner when he’d met Alina, fought with him as his partner and his confidante in the Ravkan Civil war. 

When he’d proposed at the age of twenty-three, just at the beginning of his kingship, you were overjoyed, and so, it seemed, was he. 

The next year and a half were spent with wedding preparations at the forefront of nearly everyones focuses, though especially Genyas, yours, and Nikolais. 

A fairytale esque wedding was the theme you’d agreed upon, and it was just to your luck that a decent clearing with a couple of large trees was amongst the Little Palaces acreage. 

Genya had said that it was to be the perfect spot for a wedding, and a year and a half later, as you listened to Alina and Zoyas conversation and Genya tailored a bit of powder onto your eyes to give them a pop of color, you had to agree. 

You’d decorated it with a few good tables, chairs painted a deep brown the color of wood, the tablecloths a darker version of leafy green. The centerpieces had been your favorite flowers, encased in small glass display containers that would’ve been used for something like a cupcake display in a bakery, and the tree under which you were going to get married had been laid with lights, making it look like the branches were dripping in stars. 

You’d done your wedding a bit differently to the societal expectations placed onto Nikolais shoulders. It wasn’t public, it wasn’t to occur in the Little Palace and there were no journalists, no reporters or anyone who’s only purpose of attending would be to get the scoop on the happenings of that day. 

You’d only invited the people who’d mattered to you both, those whom you considered family. Tolya, Mal and David were Nikolais groomsmen. Genya, Tamar, Nadia, Alina and Zoya were your bridesmaids. 

Alina and Mal had come along, though Alina had been wearing a wig so that nobody looked at her and immediately knew that she’d been the sun saint, the one who’d been martyred three years before. 

Alina laughed as a breeze picked up and ruined some of the work that Genya had done with your hair, meeting your gaze with a grin. 

“Early summer is a wonderful time of year, isn’t it?” You asked, laugh befalling your lips as Genya gave an exasperated sigh. “There’s a breeze, yeah, but at least it’s warm.”

“Nikolai is just going to faint when he sees you,” Nadia said with a grin. “Oh, the king will faint indeed.”

“Tolya will have to catch him,” Tamar agreed, laugh coming up as she took a sip of her champagne. “It’ll be quite the glorious thing, and no reporters here to tell the tale means that our beloved king and his precious ego will be saved from embarrassment.” 

“He’ll do more than faint,” Zoya said. “He’s never cried a day in his life, I’m sure, but he will. He’ll be crying tears of joy. Men are astonished by beauty, and you look ravishing, so it’s practically par for the course.” 

You took a sip of your champagne as Genya announced that she was done with your hair, peeking out from behind the tree that you’d stood behind, one far enough away from guests and Nikolai to avoid being heard or seen.  

“The king has descended down the aisle,” she said. “Oh, he is going to lose it. I’m so excited!” 

You finished off your champagne as Genya and David walked down the aisle, followed by Zoya with Tolya, Alina and Mal, Tamar and Nadia together. 

You watched, head ducked out from the spot where you stood, as David whispered something to Nikolai and his eyes promptly closed, anticipatory grin spreading across his face. You scoffed, grin coming to yours as well. 

Of course David had listened to Genyas suggestion that he ask Nikolai to close his eyes so as to not see you until you’d walked down the aisle. Photographers were around, and she probably thought it would make for an interesting set of photos. David, as her husband, would’ve agreed, as would you have, as you knew she was probably right. 

Your father walked you down the aisle, and when you reached out, resting either of your arms on Nikolais shoulders and allowing your hands to entwine themselves behind his neck, his eyes opened.

He looked shocked in one moment, mesmerized in the next.

“You look--” Nikolai began, cutting himself off. He laughed after a moment. “It seems I am unable to find the words. You look indescribably beautiful.” 

You grinned. “You clean up nicely, Mr. Lantsov.”

“The same can be said of you, soon to be Mrs.” 

You grinned, rolled your eyes, as the officiant began.

“We are gathered here today for the union of his majesty the king, Nikolai Lantsov, and her majesty the Queen, Y/N L/N,” you’d gotten that part sorted in the weeks prior. You’d been declared queen before the wedding at a small coronation that the public was only made aware of in the days after it’d occurred, so as to pretty much just get the process out of the way. 

“It is my belief that the couple has written their own vows?” You both glanced at the officiant, giving him a slight nod. “Well then, King Nikolai, I’ll allow you to read yours first.” 

Nikolai shot you a smirk, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him lovingly. He’d always been the flirtatious type, and you considered it luck that those flirts had always seemed to be tossed in your direction. 

Nikolai wasn’t just a flirt, though. He was a caring, compassionate, smart and wonderful guy. He was someone you’d met while serving your time in the First Army, someone who you’d seen act in the bravest manner and only in the interest of saving the lives of those around him. He’d managed to sweep you off your feet somewhere in all of the noise, and when he became Sturmhond, you joined him once you’d convinced your commander to release you on honorable discharge so that you could. 

As you stood in front of him, arms around his shoulders, you found that you didn’t regret it. Not a minute. 

“I have loved you since we worked in the infantry department together,” Nikolai said. “I fell in love with you whilst we were in the ranks of the First Army, and, eight years after I joined up, I can say that I have not felt regret over it for a moment. I love you more than words can express, really, and I’m looking forward to proving it to you with my actions. I cannot wait to get to wake up next to you everyday for the rest of my life.”

He paused, closing his eyes for a moment, and you realized that Zoya may have been right. Nikolai may actually have started crying, or have gotten closer to it. 

“Forever has always felt like such a long time,” Nikolai continued. “It still does, usually, but it’s time that I get to spend with you at my side, so I can’t wait for our forever to start.” 

The officiant grinned. “Y/N, you may read your vows in response.” 

“I love you,” you began. “I used to think that I would never get so lucky as I have. I was sent into the First Army, and as most do, I figured I was doomed. I’m delighted that I wasn’t, and though the First Army, the mandatory service, is not something that I look back on fondly, I’m glad I met you from it. I’m glad that I’ve spent almost a decade at your side, and I’m looking forward to all the decades to come.”

“I’m looking forward to coffee on Sundays, to watching the sun go down and drinking kvas as we talk about how lucky we both feel, and I am really excited that I get to be married to you for our eternity. I have loved you as long as I have known you, and I am looking forward to getting to spend the rest of my days loving you even still.” 

The rings were brought out, and you noticed a tear slip down Nikolais cheek as he slipped the ring onto your finger. You slipped his ring onto his, wiped the tear away and gave him a grin as you registered that you were close to crying as well. 

It was your wedding, though. One of the happiest days of your life. People would forgive you if you cried a bit. 

“Nikolai Lantsov, do you promise to love Y/N L/N for the rest of your days, in sickness and in health, in rich and in poor?”

“I do,” Nikolai looked at you, and you looked at him, and all that either of you noticed in that moment was the sheer love in the other persons gaze.

“Y/N L/N, do you promise to love Nikolai Lantsov for the rest of your days, in sickness and in health, in rich and in poor?” 

“I do.” 

“Well then, the bride and groom may kiss to seal this union,” the officiant said.

And so, you did, a tear slipping down your cheek as Nikolais lips were on yours and you were officially his wife, he was officially your husband. You were so happy, it was more than words could ever accurately describe.

Nikolai pulled away, grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers, and just like that, the party had started, the violins picking up with an old Ravkan dancing tune. 

You spent the night dancing, laughing, drinking and enjoying the night for all that it was. You were married to the love of your life, and you were sure you would be so happy as you’d been that day for the rest of the days in which you graced the earth. 

When all the guests had left, most of them retiring into their rooms after midnight, when all of the celebrations had been had, the good wine and kvas drank, the dancing done, you were still out there.

It was a group of people, actually. It’d been you, Nikolai, Genya, David, Tolya, Tamar, Nadia, Zoya, Alina and Mal. The violinist was still playing because they’d not yet retired to their own room. They were playing a slow song, and like it was habitual, you all paired off and danced.

Nikolai held you close, arms around your waist where yours were resting on either of his shoulders. You were dancing under the tree where you’d gotten married, and the lights were still on. As you registered the flit of a camera, knowing that the photographers had long gone home, you scoffed.

“Need something for the photo album, Tolya?”

“A few somethings,” he said. “These’ll look good framed, and Zoya most certainly agrees with me.”

“She does,” Zoya piped up. “As does Genya, who anticipated this happening and thought that the disposable was a good idea. You’re welcome, lovebirds.” 

You and Nikolai laughed. “Thank you, guys.”

“We’re glad that you finally tied the knot, Nik,” Tamar said. “Seriously. Tolya and Nadia were beginning to debate placing bets.”

“Who would’ve won?”

“Me,” Tolya said. “A good man does not wait for the perfect time, in accordance to my sonnets. He either creates it or finds it in a day that is seemingly mundane.”

You scoffed. “It was not mundane, Yul-Bataar. He proposed to me when the sun was setting. We were by the lakes.” 

“Mundane enough,” Nikolai said. “And perfect enough, after having tried to find the right time for three years.”

“You took my point, you took my compliment, and you unraveled it,” Tolya said, scoffing. “You’re a drunken buffoon.”

“I’m not drunk,” Nikolai said. “I’ve been too busy dancing with my wife to bother with it.”

“Ah, so you’re just a buffoon, then?” Genya asked. “Makes sense.” 

Nikolai scoffed, meeting your gaze. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” you said. “It’s getting late, and cold. Let’s head back inside.”

“Early start tomorrow,” David said.

“I will have Tamar cut my tongue out with one of her beloved axes before I rise at any time within the three hours after sunrise tomorrow morning,” Nikolai said as the group began the walk back. You heard the violin music stop, the violinist packing up as you left. 

You grinned as you took Nikolais hand and interlaced your fingers. 

You’d married the love of your life. You were so happy in what was just the start of your forever with him, and he was so happy in the start of his eternity with you. 

[maluceh]

would it work at All if i begged begged and begged for you to draw evans sister to lacy by olivia rodrigo (if that makes sense?) with lily as lacy? i think that jealousy/resentment/worshiping olivia sings about fits petunias pov of lily so perfectly. this is just a small request ofc because im suchhh a big fan and saw that you aren't currently taking commissions. i adore your art and your style so much, my lock screen wallpaper, my background, my twt header, my contact pic on my friends' phones are ALL different pieces from your jily collage. i've been here for a very long time and it was starting to feel like jily fandom was starting to die a litte and then BAMMM you brought it all back and for that im so grateful. i hope you have a great day and keep blessing us with your art of not just jily but Anything

ok, first of all, THANK YOU OMG IM SO HONORED!! don’t you get tired of me? don’t answer that

and second, I WOULD LOVE to make a piece on the Evans’ sisters and I will have this under consideration, i have a bunch of ideas and new drawings that i want to do first but a piece on the Evans’ sisters is definitely on my plans!

[bitsbug]

hello bits my friend. what is your new header image. it frightens me

hello chess my friend. That is an image collage I made. It's part of a collection I call my pearls. The one in the header is titled "ACTIVATION" because it's supposed to incite action. Doesn't matter what that action is!

Here's the full thing <3

[3sc4p1sm]

The Night Before ♡

Characters: Katsuki Bakugou x GN!Reader

Contains: angst (if u squint), suggestive/implied nsfw, swearing, fluff lmk if I miss something

Words: 1K

A/n: this was in my main account's draft for like a year or so BUT ENJOY I hope you like this ps. I HOPE THIS HEADER FITS THE THEME CAUSE I MADE IT

He always thought that you would be together after all you were best friends, as much as he never wanted to admit to it but you were always together. Like when he got his licence, you being there for almost almost all his birthdays, awards and everything. You were always there for him and he was always there for you. You got him out of going to jail, You got him out of the house, when no one else did you were like his rock when he felt like he didn't have one.

And there was no denying it. Not to you, not to him not to anybody you guys were super close too. So when you guys said you would be back in a bit everybody knew you guys wanted to be left alone even if it wasn't said you guys weren't together but everyone let you two be without bugging or asking. Knowing you guys you would wanna spend a bit of alone time together before you both left for college and then you'd start your lives.

The short and quiet drive to the lake was nothing but comfortable. Radio silence and then the car coming to a stop and you and bakugou were in a good mood although he would never admit you being alone with him made him feel things he didn't feel with others. Seeing the lake made him really think about you, and everything leading up to this. He thought about every single little detail and this lake, this stupid little lake. The lake he met you at and the lake he realized he loved you at the week before this. Where you found him on the verge of tears cause he had been broken up with, where you met his friends and he met yours. All those memories hit him with full force as he saw the orange, pink, purple, blue and golden hues of the somewhat clear sunset.

Sitting in the car and turning the engine off he looked at you. Slightly asleep and head against the cold glass of the window. He wasn't sure what to think, he didn't know why his eyes were scanning your tired body. He didn't know why he so badly wanted to kiss you or why his heart was racing. He couldn't figure out why the look of your smooth skin gave him goosebumps and why the way you were just sitting in his passenger seat the night before you both left for collage, even when your guy's friends were at his house for one last hurrah.

He didn't get why you suck by him even with his "monster" like attitude or why you'd defend it either. He always thought about why you did or a way to explain it. He never did and after sometime he stopped and just paid attention to you. Seeing everything he could, wanting to know as much about you as you did him.

But he got too full of emotion and without thinking he was pulling you to him. Getting the best of him was hard for most never knowing what he was like except for you. You didn't think he would be pulling your hoodie to him and locking lips with the ash blond pulling him in harder than he did you, feeling the need he emitted from a simple kiss. Pulling away when you both needed air but he still held onto you if anything tightening his solid grip.

"All I wanna do, is take care of you." He paused for a second almost completely out of breath, "Will you let me take care of you." looking you saw nothing but pure love and dilated scarlet pupils. At a loss of words you go to speak but he beats you to it "I'll let you take care of me." You swore that in that moment you had never heard his speak so softly. Knowing how much he hated when people offered to take care of him, you know he was serious but the way his hand started to lightly tremble and how his ear tips were getting the slightest shade of pink to 'em. Looking at you and seeing you teary-eyed and nodding yes with a soft look "yeah?" he said more like a question. Giving him a nod for the third time "Okay."

You never thought you would see this day, you thought it would be a happy time. Given the circumstances you would have been so excited, but in the morning you'd both leave and start anew with one another. You weren't sure why you didn't stop him from kissing you more or why you wanted it to last forever. You loved it, you love him that's why you'd never stop him. You wanted to feel his hands roam your body untouched by another feeling like it was right. While he showed you what his love really was telling you that you'd be sweet nothings and praise while wiping your tears away. You both knew you'd love each other even after college so you both took your time and sat in the car after you were done.

The ride home was quite pleasant as you both made some small talk and talked about future plans you both had while in and out of college. You both always wanted to be in contact and that was the promise you made it was to always keep contact no matter what was going on in and out of school. You both talked about your majors as you pulled into a parking lot to get ice cream, with you being nosy about him always you asked about why he chose to go into mechanics and engineering. And he asked you why you wanted to get into botany and art while he ordered your ice creams. And as you guys were getting back home you took a good look at everything one last time and said "until we meet again yeah?"

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[rookthorne]

Duuuuude! You are so incredibly talented. May I ask, how do you make your graphics? Everytime I see one, they look fucking amazing. What program/s do you use? And how hard are they to learn?

nonnie! you are coming for my heart like this! 🥹😭

of course you can ask! I am always willing to help out anyone creatively where I can.

this is quite a spill so I have the explanation underneath the cut! 🥰

I use 2 programs, and it depends what for -

my gifs, headers, icons, and dividers I use adobe photoshop.

my collages for my writing social media and my wattpad, I use canva.

I want to give credit where it is due and say I learnt how to make gifs and graphics from my best friend, @sgt-seabass. she took me under her wing and from there she's taught me how to operate photoshop and make the gifs like I do, and since then, I branched out and fucked around with the program and that's how I got where I am.

as for how hard it is to learn, personally, it is not hard at all.

gif making can be challenging but I also don't have so much of an affiliation for them, and I like keeping them simple. header, banner, and divider making is my bread and butter. I fucking love making them and I just... I don't know. I love doing it so much, and I guess my passion shows.

the most important thing to making graphics look seamless and effortless is familiarity with the program you use, because if you don't know your tools, you don't know shit, basically. I would really recommend getting to know the software you choose to use - play around and make some dummy designs and make mistakes. making mistakes has helped immensely in my creative process.

learn the dimensions for posts and pixels, too. it can be different for all blogs!

I use the following for my blog: (all in pixel measurement)

line dividers - 600 x 5

thin dividers - 600 x 15

thick dividers - 600 x 25

headers - 3000 x 1000 the squares for these headers are 1000 x 1000

blog header - 640 x 360 even when transparent, like the two I use, they are still the above dimensions.

disclaimer banner - 2000 x 300 (the bigger the canvas, the better the transparent elements show)

if you have any other questions, my love, my inbox is always open! 💗

honestly, I would be open to doing tutorials when I have some spare time between these events - would that be something that's helpful? lemme know, chaos kittens! 😘

[never-just-another-dead-girl]

^My header image

I think making collages is a beautiful way to remember Liv, her personality leaks through all these photos she uploaded and its a truly special way to remember her light and humour while she was in such a dark place.

The song lyric " 'cause with out you there is no me" is from a tattoo Liv had on her wrist, from a song called The Boy Who Could Fly, by the band Pierce the Veil, who both me and Liv have a special connection with.

She was human, she liked certain songs, and took photos of herself eating ice-cream with friends.

Never alone；never just another dead girl.

[cordycepsfem]

Pageboy Readthrough, Part Five

Previously:

more Canadian history

EP's step-family is an absolute bucket of shit-heads

EP doesn't know the difference between a dab and a dollop, but I forgive her given the "step-family of shit-heads" thing

the subconscious message EP takes in from her family is Why aren't you like them? meaning Why aren't you normal? and your reviewer got maudlin and sad again

Now:

Chapter Six

we start off the chapter with EP and a friend at dinner

EP is living with this friend at the time

earlier in the day that we start into, EP had to call the police about a stalker

the stalker started off as a pen pal when EP was first on TV at the age of 11

EP diverges into telling us what she likes about acting, and surprise surprise, it's "being anyone but who I am"

EP has a music teacher who told her to "stop roughing up the boys at recess" which, you know, same

EP realizes that acting means she will have to wear "girl" costumes, which, you know, duh

EP there is a 900% chance that you did not know they were "cis" boys nor did you refer to them as "cis" boys because no one talked about people as "cis" when you were 11.

Also, "how is that not you"? They're wearing costumes! You are also wearing a costume for what sounds like some sort of historical drama? No one is wearing "suspenders, knickers" in modern-day Canada except in their Mennonite or Hutterite communities.

EP makes a website with basic HTML for school

a man contacts her through it

she likes it because she likes feeling "seen" - the man said he could understand her feelings

he probably could because he was like twenty-eight

we once again digress into the Canadian Part of the story, where I learn that the drive between Toronto (close to where I used to live) and Halifax (where I went on vacation once) is two days

EP and her mom would eat ketchup chips on vacation because, of course, Canadian

back to the pen pal

he is a Creepy Fuck who makes collages of her with angel wings

EP jumps headfirst into an eating disorder which starts by hearing a voice in her head

during what is going to be a very serious moment about a stalker, we take a header into Canadian Stuff because OF COURSE we do

Did you know Toronto is the Raccoon Capital of the World? OF THE WORLD? Jesus, I'm glad I moved... they could have definitely overrun my small town

apparently 100,000 raccoons live in Toronto

2.93 million people live in Toronto, just for a further demographic

anyway, back to the part that matters:

the Creepy Fuck emails all of EP's friends trying to find out where she is

he finds out

EP and her friend call the police

the police are worried and she gets a restraining order against him

we once again play All These People Are Shitheads

the Creepy Fuck FINDS HER, because of course he does

he tries to get her to take a walk with him

she runs

he gets arrested

he has schizophrenia

she does not press charges

things go from Bad to Worse because we are well and truly out of control at this point

EP decides that she will stop eating

she tells us that trans and gender-non-conforming youth are more likely to struggle with eating disorders

I did some research even though I feel like shit trying to correct her in her own sad book, but I am a very specific type of asshole

we know that female individuals are most likely to have eating disorders; I'm sure that now a lot of those female people are trans men and enbys

I had no idea that gay and bisexual men and boys made up almost half of male sufferers of eating disorders

anyway, EP starts doubling down on an eating disorder

I need a moment of levity so I will say that I would eat the fuck out of a Fear Sandwich if it was served at a cool restaurant or a nifty food truck

anyway, back into Hell

We've come to the end of the chapter which is good because I am so incredibly upset about all of this. I thought I was going to be able to do two chapters today since I didn't do much else, but Jesus fuck this book is so incredibly sad.

EP, you can have my dad. We can share dads. He is a very good dad. He would not come to Toronto to kick your ass... he would have come to Toronto to be comforting and to be very involved with everything. He was so concerned for my safety online that he told me that I had to give a fake name to the Christian women in my "Touched by an Angel" fanfic mail chain when I was fourteen, even though all we really did was tell each other we were praying for whatever causes they brought up and sending around new chapters of fic. I think I told them my name was Rachel.

My dad is funny but not at the expense of his children. He's been married to my mom for almost forty years and they love all three of us, let us be our own people throughout our childhoods. He is so incredibly proud of us, for wherever we are in our lives. He would have been proud of you and he would have fought for you the same way he fought for me when I got sick, the same way he fights for my disabled sister's care, the same way he stood up for my baby sister when she punched a kid in junior high because said kid was teasing her and the school wanted to suspend her.

(And this might just be me being selfish, but you are a few months older than I am and I would have loved an older sister. Again, we could have been weird together.)

My point is, you deserved better people around you. You still do. No matter what, you did not deserve this - from your father or from your stalker. You deserved to be a kid, and to be happy, and to eat.

And now I need to go eat, because reading this reminded me I haven't done that yet. Maybe I'll make a Fear Sandwich.

[hsgwrld-archive]

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Park jongseong

NAME - DAYDREAM HEARTBREAKS

✉️- new school, dorm life, who would know the first guy you liked there would break your heart so bad? In the end, he liked your friend more!

PAIRING : popular!Jay x fem!reader

genre: ,fluff, cringe jokes, collage!au ,angst

status - Coming soon

LEE HEESEUNG

(NO HEADER YET)

NAME - MATCH MADE IN HELL

✉️-Lee heeseung the person you hated the most and your stupid friend Jake which made you and Heeseung date for a whole month. easy words disaster

PAIRING - heeseung x fem! reader x Jake

genre - fluff, (more to be added)

Status - coming soon

NAME - cruel summer

✉️-Summer,love,and betrayer

PAIRING - heeseung x fem! reader

genre - fluff,angst,heeseung being stupid (more to be added)

Status - coming soon

YANG JUNGWON

NAME - ???

✉️- He laughed at his friends about that stupid book, but when he sees the book laying on his desk. He knows something isn't right about it. But he never was ready to see his letters about him. But why handwriting is similar to his academic rival. 

pairing - classmate!Jungwon x fem!reader

genre-  enemies(one -sided) to lovers. Fantasy au. 

status - coming soon

PARK SUNGHOON

Roll the dice and play the game

Summary - not yet

Pairing - Sunghoon x Reader

Genre -> mystery, horror ish …

Warning-> dead, death treats, Sunghoon being a idiotic… more to be added