i made an x with the text and black and white idk if i like it

anonymous asked:

Hey :) love love love your blog! I was wondering about the graphics you mentioned.. I would love it if you did a whole post on how to make them, I'm so lost in that area haha.. thanks a million

oh man oh man oh man okay. first, thank you so much for the compliment, it means so much to me that you like my blog, thank you bby <3 and okayyy let’s do this. oh boy. alright anon, i’m not a professional or all that good by any means and there are other amazing graphists that make amazing graphics but i got you, so welcome to-

let’s begin:

okay i use photoshop to edit my graphics but you don’t need to ok??


  • so when you make a graphic, you need to specify your image size.
  • tumblr photos (like the one i have above) has a horizontal length of 500 pixels 
  • so your image should be 500 x a number. the one i have above is 500 x 200 pixels. you can make it 500 x 300, 500 x 700, whatever your heart desires.
  • facebook timeline covers are 815 x 315 pixels, instagram photos are 500 x 500 (but they’ve changed so you can have any size)


  • so anon! i’m assuming you want to make graphics like the ones i’ve made before, right? (bc i dabble in lots of different graphic editing there’s a lot more different types of graphics but i think the one we want rn is like the one above)
  • so you should just start with a solid colored background
    • usually, light, pastel colors look the best. 
    • when you go dark, unless you go navy blue dark or some variant of gray or black, the background usually looks hard to look at and is less pleasing to the eye.
  • so yeah! solid, light colored backgrounds work just fine.
  • but you can hit that up with some Patterns
    • yah so you can add patterns to your background if you wanna spice things up a bit ey (waggles eyebrows)
    • either go black, white, lgiht gray or go home when you do patterns. don’t try and mix up colors for patterns for backgrounds 
      • unless you’re super super sure that your pattern will look ok
    • you can make horizontal lines, vertical lines, diagonal lines, crossed, etc. for your patterns and add them to your background!
    • do not make the patterns too bold or complicated or put too much, because the patterns on your background should be subtle. 
    • so yup, you can do things like i did in the header for this post! gray diagonal dotted lines. 

Text / Fonts

  • so next step is fonts or your text or whatever it is that you want to say in your graphic
  • typography and text is a whole thing in itself and you could write like, two hundred posts about it and not be done, but i’ll try my best to pass on a quick tuto for this
  • so first choose a text color that compliments your background. here this usually involves color coordination, but you can go by a few rules
    • and you can make cool text effects. for example make a few copies of your text and change the color just a shade lighter or change the color just a tad and kinda move the texts behind each other so they diagonally overlap to get a hella cool bg.
    • if you have a light / pastel bg
      • you can either do colors that are right next to what your bg color is (pink and white and orange, red and purple, remember the rainbow: ROY G BIV)
      • go with white. white is always an option. always looks hella good.
      • you can go opposite the color of your bg, so pink and blue, purple and yellow, etc.)
    • if you have a white bg:
      • you can work with any color, really, and it’ll look really nice!
      • go gray or black to get a more clean and crisp look.
        • special tip: to make your text pop but not look tacky, don’t go complete black. go very dark gray or just gray and the color makes a world of difference!
      • if you’re going to work with multiple colors, just remember to follow the color rules and u know what if u don’t know the color rules or just are too lazy just eyeball it
      • (no that’s not what i do with every. single. graphic i make hahaahaa h  aa (laughs nervously))
    • if you have a darker bg:
      • once again use white as ur text color
      • or just super light colors like sakura-color pink or something
  • then you’re going to choose a font
    • fonts are so darned complicated ugh ugh ug H
    • but okay. you can go on google and look up font tutorials to really get into the whole font thing but here’s a super basic rundown on fonts
    • use the basic, common fonts (but not comic sans please or i will poke you in the eyeball om g). here are the basics I use
      • vijaya, times new roman, arial (u can go all caps and get a super aesthetic thing)
    • use uniform, clean fonts (idk what to call these, i should know but wtv)
      • slim joe, big john, basic title font, brain flower, bebas, znikomit
      • whaTEVER idk these are the ones i can think of off the top of my head ok
    • use cool handwritten fonts
      • selima, levibrush, peach sundress, satisfaction
      • you can look on creativemarket in fonts to find more free pretty handwritten fonts
    • use weird but amazing fonts
      • fyi: never go overboard with the more complicated fonts never ever bc it only makes your graphic look yucky 
      • wolf in the city, men in black, franks, easy going stroke, a series of unfortunate events, romangridcaps
    • once again, there are rules to making different fonts and different styles go together, but once again, i say just eyeball it if it gets too complicated. 
    • i usually just slap a handwritten or cool font and add a preinstalled normal font to go w/ it in a smaller sized font

Shapes and Other Things 

  • you can then add different things and shapes to add extra dazzle to your edit
  • just add stuff
  • i don’t really know what to say for these shapes bc um honestly i don’t have a guide for doing this. i usually just randomly do whatever looks good to me.
  • squares, circles, and triangles are super cool though. you can experiment and play around and see what looks good to you.
  • also look on google for images that end with .png because those will have transparent bgs and are easy to use as shapes and stuff

Color Schemes / Palettes

  • i am way too lazy to explain all the color things but in general
    • go either similar or go opposite
    • light shades or colors go with light shades (pastel yellow with pstel orange) or color or light shades go with dark shades (dark dark gray with pastel pink)
    • colors go with colors right next to them on the spectrum (orange and yellow, purple and red, blue and green) or else opposite (red or orange with blue, purple and yellow)
    • and of course, white, gray, or black go with anything!
    • to look for nice color palettes to choose colors that go well together

umm so i don’t know what else to put on here. i’ll add stuff if i remember though. this was a super basic rundown on making a graphic, so sorry about not being able to answer your question more thoroughly, anon!!! 

but please, message me again if you have a more specific question like how i made my header for this post or how i made my minimalist edit, my ‘drink water’ edit, or my iphone wallpapers because i can answer your question if i know what type of graphic you want!!!

happy editing!! xoxo


more of my stuff: 

Seven Years | Choi Seungcheol || One Shot

Pairing: SEVENTEEN Choi Seungcheol x Reader

Mentions: Verkwan if you squint hard enuff

Genre: Angst; Fluff; Idk what i wrote

Warnings: im not good at this im-

We make decisions to write our own stories. Feelings, just like problems, come and go. It’s up to us if we want to face it or run away from it. Seven years ago, you, a hopeless romantic, made a decision that you thought would be worth it. You decided to face your feelings and confess. You’re in love with Choi Seungcheol, and he’s all that matters to you.

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2D x Reader

Author’s Note: I’m sorry this came out only a week later;; I went through about 12 drafts and this one was the only one I liked. Also please note I write songfics not only based on the lyrics but on the feel and emotions I get from the songs. Enjoy! ~ Robin

Word Count: 2187

Song: Bad Things by Milky Chance

Description: The blue haired frontman of Gorillaz seems to be running in circles to get to the reader. Things aren’t going as planned and his hope is waning leaving the flower boy in a bit of a romantic dilemma.

2D’s face had been illuminated by the light of his phone screen. It was well passed his bedtime and he had long been struggling to stay awake but he couldn’t help it. His tired eyes watched your lips move from the other side of the screen. The way your voice sounded as you talked about a story he was no longer following. The way your eyes would flick from the camera to something in your room. Every time you asked him if he was keeping up he’d respond with a small ‘hm’ and you’d continue with your stories. Every night for the past few weeks had been like this. Every night the two of you would talk over the phone until either one fell asleep although it was usually him. The pretty frontman was absolutely head over heels for you and you had no idea. Even now, the way he looked at you through the camera flew right over your head as you continued the one sided discussion. The world slowly grew mute as the flower boy’s exhaustion caught up with him. Your voice was too soft and his eyes were too heavy to keep up.

A few months had passed and Stuart Pot was a little more than frustrated. You just didn’t get it. He was so blatantly obvious but you never responded or maybe you just didn’t notice. It was to the point where he might as well say it but he wasn’t confident enough to do something like that. No amount of advice from the band and no amount of flowers and video calls seemed to do the trick. You just didn’t seem to get that he was in love with you.2D would always reach for your hand only for you to move it away unknowingly. He’d always go in for a kiss only for someone to call your guys’ names. Honestly, what does a man have to do to get the person he was in love with to love him back? He’s spend his days thinking of nothing but you. Your loud laugh that filled the room and that vibrant smile you always showed him. He spent days wondering if you felt the same way. If there were ever days where you felt as raw and as vulnerable as he felt. Did your pain subside and did you look forward to the calls every night like he did? He felt like he was running in circles but oh how he loved it. And he was willing to continue running if that meant he would eventually catch up to you.

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My Future (Lafayette x Reader)

My Future

Laffy Taffy X reader


A/N: I wrote this a while back for my friend and she said it was good so i finally got around to posting it. Also,Today (3/16/17) is my birthday! And Madison’s! XD Enjoy!

Modern AU

Warnings- may be cursing,idk,google translated French

summary-A day at the park with your boyfriend and his friends who seem to be hinting to something that you don’t know about.


“Laff?” I ask my boyfriend,staring at the sky as we sit on a park bench. I swing my legs back and forth.

“Oui,mademoiselle?” Lafayette replies,intertwining his fingers with mine, smiling.

“Do you ever think about your future?” I ask, watching the white clouds roll above us.

“All the time,Y/N. Why do you ask,mon cher (my dear)?” He replies.

“I dunno, Laff,” I pause, asking myself if I should actually ask him this question. “L-laff, am I ever…am I ever in your thoughts of the future?” I tear my eyes away from the sky and look at him. He’s looking back at me with his soft, brown eyes.

“Every time, mademoiselle. Je t'aime (I love you.).” He whispers.

I smile and hug him.

“I love you, too, Lafayette.” I whisper back. We pull apart and he stands up. I follow suit. He nods his head to the downtown ice cream shop. “Let’s go get some crème glacée (ice cream.).”

Lafayette bought me an ice cream cone and takes me to a booth. I feel guilty and offer him some of my ice cream. He chuckles and shakes his head. I smile and take a bite of the flavorful ice cream. I watch as he texts something to somebody and wonder what he’s talking about.

“Je t'aime,” I say, barely audible and Laff looks up at me, smiling. “Je t'aime tellement (I love you so much.), Gilbert.” I murmur. I’d finally remembered the right pronunciation to those words.

“Je t'aime, Y/N.” He replies and we share a smile. I take another bite of my, now melting, ice cream and Lafayette laughs as he wipes away melted ice cream off of my chin and cheeks. We sit in silence as I finish my ice cream.

“What are we gonna do now?” I ask him, throwing the napkins away and taking his hand. We leave the ice cream place and walk down the sidewalk of New York.

“Monsieur (Mister) Alexander wanted us to meet him and the others at the park,rappelles toi (remember)?” Laff chuckles and I blush a little.


I see Laff’s friends, Alex, Hercules, and John, walking towards us. I poke Laff’s arm and point to the three men. I smile as Laff waves and yells, “Bonjour!”

“Hey, girrrrrrrrllll!” Hercules greets me and the four men laugh. I smile, shaking my head at them.

“How’s it going, love birds?” Alex asks, elbowing Laff.

“Mon Dieu (my God) …” Laff mutters, but I see him smile.

“What about you and Eliza?” I pipe up,rocking on my feet. John and Hercules snicker at my comment.

“We’re better than ever,Y/N.” Alex replies. I nod.

“John,how’ve you’ve been?” I ask.

“I’ve been great,Y/N. Thanks for asking.” John answers.

I look at Hercules. “You?”

“I made these great dress designs,come look.” He holds his hand out and John puts a book in it.

“Yenno,Y/N,” John begins, resting his arm on my shoulder, as Herc flips through his book. “You could model these. ‘Specially the wedding dresses,right Alexander?”

Laff’s friends chuckle and I roll my eyes,not knowing what their talking about. Hercules shows me his sketches.

I over-hear John, Alex, and Laff talking in low voices.

“’S not like I actually told her.” John explains.


“Don’t worry,Laff.” Alex assures my boyfriend.

“These are really good,Herc!” I say,glancing over the dresses. Hercules smiles and turns the page.

“Bruh,these are the wedding dresses John here was talkin’ about.” Hercules points to more skteches. Lafayette is now looking over our shoulders at the pictures.

I sit in the grass, alone, as Lafayette talks to his friends. I laugh as I try to catch lightning bugs. I lie down in the grass and spread my arms out, smiling, staring at the stars. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Lafayette, lying down next to me. His friends lie next to him. He takes my hand and I smile.

“You two are so in love.” Alexander’s voice speaks. I smile.

“Oui. I love her so much.” Lafayette agrees and squeezes my hand.

“I love you too.” I reply.

“You two ever gonna get married?” John asks.

I sit up quickly. Laff slowly sits up.


The others sit up.

“Mademoiselle? What’s wrong?” Laff asks.

“I….I’m alright. Yeah. I’m fine.”

“You sure?” Hercules questions me.


Laff would never wanna marry me, would he?

I sit on the park bench from earlier,swinging my legs back and forth. Laff’s arm is around me. John,Alex,and Hercules are…Lord knows where they are,honestly.

“Y/N,follow me,s'il te plait,amour (please,love).” We stand up and I follow Laff,barely awake. The moon shines above us and I nearly fall on a rock or something.

“Laff,I’m super tired.” I groan and he chuckles,dragging me somewhere.

“We can go home after this,Je promets (I promise).”

I look up to find his hand out for me to take. We’re standing in front of a lit up gazebo,where-of course-Hercules,Alex,and John are standing with Eliza and her sisters. My eyes widen as I take his hand,realizing what’s happening. I suddenly am wide awake and I feel a tear slip from my eyes.

He takes me up and smiles before kneeling down and Hercules hands him a little black box.

“Y/N,Je t'aime tellement. And do not worry, you’ve always been the one I wanted to marry since you said yes to me for the first time. You’re so beautiful, kind,and smart. Y-you’re funny and your eyes-oh your yeux pétillants (sparkling eyes). Your smile lights up a room. Your laugh is like music. Y/N, Je t'aime. Je t'aime tellement. Je promets that I will never not amour (love) you.

Je ne vous blesserai jamais exprès (I will never hurt you on purpose). Je veux que tu saches que (I want you to know that.).”

“Laff,” I interrupt him. His face becomes disappointed. “You slipping into french.” I tell him and he laughs.

“Sorry, mademoiselle,” He tells me. “Y/N,” He opens his little box and a ring sits inside.

“Will you marry me?”

“Of course!” I say and hug him tightly. Cheers sound from around us. We pull away and he puts the ring on my finger. I kiss him.

“You were always in my future, Y/N.” He whispers, hugging me.

You Love Me

Request: awh u already have so many requests in queue I feel bad adding more work for u….but if u get a chance to, could u do number sixteen with svt’s scoups plz?? thank u so much, I love ur writing (:

16) Your bias confesses through text message while sitting next to you

Member: Seventeen’s S.Coups x Y/N

Type: Fluff

I moaned, flopping around on the worn leather couch I hadn’t remembered falling asleep on. I was being hissed at by a raspy voice I didn’t quite recognize as slender fingers poked at my ribcage. 

“What, what, what,” I spat, barely opening my eyes wide enough to assess the situation. A very awake Seungcheol stared back at me, unblinking and pouty. 

“What,” I repeated, readjusting to face him. I tugged the quilt I was sharing with him toward my shoulders and waited. 

“I-I…” he croaked, he began to clear his throat and immediately launched into a coughing fit. I furrowed my brows as I focused on him, waiting for him to finish. 

“You?” I said slowly, trying to prompt him to speak. 

“No…no…voice,” he stuttered, shaking his head with each word. He leaned back, seemingly out of energy from the small and broken sentence. 

“You lost your voice?” I hummed, sitting up slowly. “When did that happen? You had a voice yesterday.” 

Seungcheol rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, completely unamused by the situation. 

“Was it the show last night? Did you go too hard?” I chuckled, slithering deeper into my quilt. He cut his eyes at me. 

“What’s wrong Coups? Jeonghan got your tongue?” I whispered, trying to keep my composure. 

As if hit by a spike of electricity, Seungcheol uncrossed his arms and dug deep into his pocket. He pulled out his phone and tapped at the screen with impressive speed. After several moments, my phone buzzed beside me, his name and picture appearing. 

“don’t you think i hear that shit enough from the children?”

I smirked, glancing at his words and looked back at him. “Do they know you call them children?”

Seungcheol’s eyes grew wide as he looked at me, then back out to the kitchen. His shoulders eased when he made sure none of the members were looming there, eventually leaning back into the cushions of the couch. He tapped again at his phone screen and sucked at the inside of his mouth, biting his cheek. 

“do you have to say that out loud?!! they’re all quiet and asleep. don’t give them a reason to bother us.”

It was my turn to roll my eyes, deciding to play his game. I tapped at the screen, a small smirk on my face. 

“when did you become a stay at home dad?”

“idk 2014?”

I sighed, curling around to tuck my knees beneath my chin. I tapped idly at the screen, unsure of how to text someone who was sitting next to me. 

“so do you think you caught some sort of cold? or did you just lose your voice?”

“no idea. i’m freezing, so maybe i’m catching a cold?”

“Come here,” I sighed, wiggling over to him. He watched me carefully as I moved over, giving him a bit more of the quilt that covered us. I slid my body to lay flush against his. I rested my cheek gently on his shoulder, barely breathing as I realized his own breathes had become quicker. He looked down at me nervously, not daring to move. 

I took a long breath in through my nose, letting Seungcheol’s smell invade my senses. He smelled incredible. In the short time we had been friends, one of my simple pleasures in life was simply being close to him. He smelled like a businessman, freshly dressed in an Armani suit, and ready to impress a CEO of a multi billion dollar company. He liked to pretend he was grown, and his scent definitely reflected that. 

I looked up through my lashes to make eye contact with him. To be honest, I had picked the most handsome man to befriend. I felt no shame as he watched me watch him, allowing for my eyes to dance along his jaw line, pause at his nose, and end on his eyes. 

I knew he was surprised by my lack of embaressment as I openly leered at him. The only reason why I was confident enough to do so was because I knew he was in no position to tease me about it. 

“take a picture, it’ll last longer” read the text that appeared on my screen. 

“take your ass back to the 80′s where you found that joke…wait you were born in the 90′s”

“i’m vintage”

“which is just a fancy way of saying; you crusty”

“if i’m so crusty, why you staring?”

“you crusty, but you cute”

“i may not be able to speak, but i know you can hear my eyes rolling right now”

I giggled, sending a cursory glance back up toward Seungcheol. A wide smile was painted on his face as he looked back down at me. He took a sharp intake of breath through his nose before expelling it out of his mouth as he picked up his phone again, pounding quickly at the keyboard. 

“so you think i’m cute?”

I bit my lip, unsure if I should respond seriously or in my true nature. 

To hell with it, he knew what he was getting into when we became friends.

“damn coups, all you gotta do is scroll up. why do i have to repeat myself?”

“i already have 12 pains in the ass in my life, i can’t believe i’ve added another”

“you love me”

Seungcheol nodded, biting his own lip now as he cut his eyes at me. He focused on my eyes, then my lips, before returning to his screen. 

“how’d you know?”

I swore my heart skipped a beat as I read the few simple words that had scrolled into my vision. I gulped, the noise audible as I stared at the black and white text before me. 

“I-uh-what?” I whispered, looking anywhere but at him. 

“i have to say, falling in love with you has been a bit of an inconvenience, but allegedly…the best love stories are when you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time.”

“Is this you trying to woo me?” I giggled. Seungcheol grinned sheepishly as he stretched, wrapping his arm around me. With his free hand, his thumb tapped at the screen. 

“idk is it working?”

“It could be,” I cooed, tilting my face up. I kissed the underside of his jaw and smiled. 

His cheeks were tinted with a dark blush as he looked away, speaking in a broken whisper. “Oh, it is totally working.”

Originally posted by seungcheofine

Sinner | Charles Vane

→ Fandom: Black Sails

→ Pairing(s): Charles Vane / Reader

→ Wordcount: 2772

→ Warnings: If you hadn’t guessed by the title then idk fam, don’t read this is dirty af.

→ Request: angelaiswriting said: Hello, my love! I’m here to request that crack preist!Vane x Reader story! You can use the stuff we said on WhatsApp or come up with something new, it’s totally up to you. It can be an AU, or Vane disguising himself ‘cause he needs to do something, or he killed the priest and was caught so he had to come up with something. Whatever you like. If you make it smut, okay. If you make it fluff, okay. But for the love of God make me laugh until the day I die 'cause I know you can! Thank you ♥

→ A/N: Maybe I need help, maybe I don’t … I probably do.

Your name: submit What is this?

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Creature Comforts [Alucard/Reader]

Summary: As Alucard attempts to enjoy the night by pale moonlight and the fireplace, he’s constantly reminded of your presence in the castle.

a/n: so i still dig castlevania and alucard is my boo-boo, at least until i watch more playthroughs and stuff. alucard has also shapeshifted into his wolf form. why? idk. go with it. if you like this tho, please make sure you support it!!!!

Dedicated to my phenom friend @mitsurugireiji for putting up with my ass.


‘Why must there be such commotion at all hours…’

Alucard finished inwardly with a sigh, one that his beastly shape took as well upon catching the sound of several tremendous bookcases in the library inevitably collapsing. It had taken him years to compile the collection of ancient texts and runes, documents, and scrolls. While time was no enemy of his, to bear the knowledge that those efforts had been erased in a matter of moments by a single creature verged on being distressing.

His ear towards the ceiling twitched, the set of double-doors on the third floor creaked open with a flare yet patiently to close before the marble corridors bustled with your brisk gait. He could almost discern haggard breathing that seemed to align with your long strides.

“Oh, shit. Oh, fuck…” came your eloquent slew of words, ending with a jarring clamor that made his body seize as multiple items tumbled down the staircase at once. “Goddamnit.”

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Lost In Confession ~ 7 (Ending)

Wordcount: 7.660

Genre: Romance, fluff, light sex here and there

Min Yoongi x Reader
Description: When Yoongi tries to make you notice in his own, weird and clumsy way how much he loves you but you don’t understand what he’s doing or saying most of the time.

[1][2][3][4][5], [6], [7]


A/N: It’s really long. And it’s really finished. I feel so empty right now I’m going to cry in a corner. All my gratitude goes to the people who liked it, reblogged it, simply read it or texted me. You’ve been really motivating in your own way and if it wasn’t for you I’d probably lost myself halfway, as usual. I cherish you with all my heart for this. So, thanks

Hope you enjoy it ^^


16. “I thought it was one-sided”


17 August 2017


The last thing Yoongi left you before vanishing from your daily routine, has been a simple ‘IDK, I’m busy’ after yours ‘We need to celebrate a miracle! When are u free?’, countless texts full of monosyllables, cold chitchats that let down your expectations and made grow inside of you the sensation that something in your bond was deteriorating.

You’re used to Yoongi distancing himself when he’s too overworked or simply tired, when he’s in the middle of an emotional outburst and doesn’t want to involve the others. For this reason, you didn’t push him nor tried to delve deeper his strange behavior.

It will pass, you told yourself, it always does.

It did, actually. While you were in the middle of your job, overwhelmed by the pressure you always feel when there’s too much to do and time is not enough; the buzz of your phone anticipated his name and it literally could be described as the typical lighthouse in the dark. It’s still extraordinary how his presence soothes the confusion both your mind and soul feel, making you think that days are beautiful even when they aren’t just because he’s thinking about you.

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Dance With Me {Josh Washington Imagine}

Requested: I don’t know what you mean by not good at smut like holy shit I need more with Josh like please. Maybe like them dancing, grinding to be specific, like he was jealous you were dancing with someone else and then just idk I need it though 

Fandom: Until Dawn

Character: Josh Washington x Reader

Word Count: 1,363

Is this too slutty?” You mused, twirling around to face your best friend Sam.

You had chosen to wear a corset style top, the white fabric hugged your every curve and it made it clearly obvious you had an amazing pair of boobs. You had paired it with a pair of ripped shorts and heels which showed off your legs that you had managed to fake tan nicely. It was a little out there - but you felt sexy.

Sam pursed her lips; “It shows a lot…”

“Exactly!” Jess chirped, “You look hot [Your Name]”

You smiled at your other best friend. Jess was always one to show a lot of skin but you trusted her judgement due to the fact that every male you knew fancied the pants off her.

The gang had decided to head to a nightclub this Saturday night and you had happily agreed. You had had a horrible week, failing the maths exam you had revised for so hard and tensions had been rising between you and Sam for some strange reason this week. A night out would be perfect, you needed to blow off some steam and you hoped that a night together drinking would help Sam to finally let you know what had been going on with her.

“Mike just texted me, the taxis five minutes away.” Jess informed us before returning her phone into her black clutch bag.

“Let’s have a shot before we go.” You suggested.

“Man, I forgot how fun it was to go out with you.” Jess chuckled as you kneeled down to grab the bottle of vodka you had stowed under your bed the last time you and your friends had been drinking. You poured two shots into a glass and passed them to both of your friends.

“Cheers.” Sam said as you clinked your glasses together.

You downed the liquid quickly, your face scrunching up at the gasoline like taste. You chuckled as you saw the same expression mirrored on your friends faces. You continued to drink, talk and take pictures before Mike texted once again that the taxi was outside your house.

You all stumbled down the stairs, giggling and already buzzed from your pre-drinks. You opened the door and blinked in surprise when you saw one of your best friends Josh Washington outside your door. He was looking back at the taxi, his head thrown back in laughter before he eventually turned to look at you.

His brown eyes widened, his jaw turning slack as his eyes swept up and down your figure.

“Alright Josh.” You greeted him.

“Jesus…” Josh gulped, his eyes flickering to your briefly before they dragged back to your chest, “You’re going out like that?”

You frowned, “Why? Do I look stupid?”

“No!” Josh shook his head furiously, “It’s just…”

“Just what?” You questioned impatiently. He was making you insecure.

“It’s just every guy in the clubs going to be looking at you.” Josh muttered darkly, “I mean,” His finger pointed to your chest, “You’re not even wearing a bra!”

You scoffed and brushed his hand aside, stepping out of the house and locking the door when Sam and Jess followed suite.

“You can’t even tell.”

“Yes.” Josh mumbled, “Yes you bloody can!”

The club was packed.

You had been dancing, drinking and socialising with your friends for over an hour and a half and you were having an amazing time. You had been dancing with Matt when Ashley had yelled in your ear that she needed to speak to you.

“What’s up?” You asked.

“It’s stupid.” Ashley sighed, running her hands through her red hair.

“Ashley,” You wrapped your arm around the worried girl in attempt to drunkenly comfort her, “Just tell me.”

“It’s just…Chris hasn’t danced with me at all tonight.” Ashley blurted out, “I know it sounds really stupid but don’t you think it’s weird he’s danced with everyone but me tonight?”

You opened your mouth to reply when someone wrapped their arm around your waist. You turned your head slightly to see Josh smirking down at you, his hair tousled and the two buttons of his black shirt undone to reveal his tanned skin.

“Hey Joshie.” You grinned up at him.

He laughed, leaning down to nuzzle your neck slightly as he squeezed your waist, “Dance with me.” He said into your ear.

You wanted to say yes but you saw Ashley’s sad expression in the corner of your eye as she watched Chris sway awkwardly with a twerking Jess. You couldn’t just leave her by herself when she was feeling this way.

“I’ll be back in a second.” You mumbled apologetically.

Josh frowned, his arms falling limp as he stepped away from you, “So you dance with every other man here but me?”

You opened his mouth to reply but he had already turned around and disappeared into the dancing crowd. You suddenly felt guilty about dismissing him so quickly without explaining that you wanted to make sure that Ashley was ok.

“Josh wait!” You yelled after him.

“You ok?” Ashley questioned when she saw you sigh and down the rest of your drink.

“It’s just Josh!” You blurted out, suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to tell someone how you felt, “He’s so hot and cold.”

“What do you mean?” Ashley questioned, “Josh loves you.”

You guaffed at her assumption, “He sure isn’t acting like it.”

You suddenly caught a glimpse of Josh. He was talking to Sam, his arm around her waist as he bent down to listen to what she was saying to him. It was something about the way they were standing, close, too close, that irked you. Did Josh like Sam? How had you never noticed this?

As if feeling your eyes on him, Josh glanced up to lock eyes with you. You tried to hide the annoyance you were feeling but the way Josh’s lips quirked upwards you guessed that he knew exactly how you felt.

Before you knew what you were doing, you started towards them, a strange sense of determination washing over you.

“Josh.” You said, raising your chin proudly.

Sam was looking at you with raised eyebrows but you didn’t care. You grabbed Josh by the hand and dragged him into the dancing people. You swayed to the music and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“What’s bought this on?” Josh questioned with wide eyes as you pressed yourself against him slightly.

“I want to dance with you.” You told him over the music, “I wanted to dance with you before but Ashley was upset.”

Understanding crossed Josh’s face before it was joined with a massive grin, “I knew you wanted to dance with me! Why wouldn’t you?” He teased.

You laughed, grateful that he wasn’t mad at you, and happy he had wrapped his arms around your hips. You danced with each other, laughing and talking through the first couple of dances, but every song you both grew braver. You pressed closer to him while he grew more hungry for your body, caressing your hips, your neck and the curve of your breasts. His eyes locked with yours, dark with lust as his gaze flickered to your lips.

“Kiss me.” He whispered.

You leaned towards him and connected your lips. Josh kissed you back hungrily, his hand knotting in your hair while the other wound around you and pressed you firmly against him. His tongue slowly made its way into your mouth, caressing your own as you gripped at his shirt.

“God, do you have any idea how crazy you make me?” He growled against your lips.

“No, show me.” You murmured seductively.

Josh smirked before he placed another hungry kiss against your lips.

“Let’s get out of here,” He smiled, entwining your hands as he lead you towards the exit, “And then lets get you out of those clothes.”

A/N - First imagine in a while but I hope you enjoyed! Please remember to send me more requests (especially Game of Thrones because I’m really in the mood to write them) You can request here:


anonymous asked:

But why do you think Brienne and Jaime will be the ultimate endgame in asoiaf? I mean what does it make you think this way?

*cracks knuckles*

Okay, I’m now going to dump all the headcanon/speculation I have on the matter. Excuse me if it gets long. Also, premise: I think they’re endgame in the sense that they’re going to get together before the series is over and that’s going to be it at least for Jaime - I’m not betting money on both of them surviving the books. It could as well happen that one of them dies and the other doesn’t or that they both die, so I’m not saying endgame in the sense of ‘they both live and they stay together’.


Reason the first: the text has been leading up to it since asos. Or at least that’s what I think, but as far as I see it the entire point of Jaime’s storyline is not the infamous redemption arc (as I don’t really think he needs one in that sense) and it’s not trying to be a decent person when in truth he’s not and it’s not about him and Cersei being the same person. The entire point of Jaime’s storyline is him finding out that a) he’s not Cersei’s mirror (I thought it would be plenty clear as they look alike but they’re nothing like that in personality, first thing being the fact that Jaime doesn’t give a shit about power trips or the iron throne or his inheritance while Cersei is all about it, and they’ve been spending book three and four breaking up), b) as cynical as he got after Aerys, he can still be the person he’d have liked to be when he joined up the kingsguard. He doesn’t need a redemption arc because he was never a horrible person deep down in the first place and he can also be his own person, which until asos he didn’t even realize. I mean, he does everything for Cersei, from joining up the kingsguard and giving up his inheritance to throwing Bran out of the window* [ETA: clarification on this particular part of the post added at the end] to pretty much everything else (if we don’t count the fact that he actually loves Tyrion and Cersei doesn’t) until asos. When he meets someone who makes him realize that true chivalry still exists and when he risks his life for them when he still thinks he doesn’t like them. (Actually, I kind of laugh when I see people saying that Jaime could never be with Brienne because he hated her at first - yes, he did, and he also couldn’t think anything demeaning about her in his head after he realized she was actually good at what she does. He insults her out loud but if you read his asos chapters he never thinks once that she’s a joke after the part where they escape Riverrun for good, and he fucking jumps into a bear pit not knowing if his half-assed plan would have worked for her halfway through the book - wow he obviously changed his mind!) 

All his self-descovery in that sense begins after he meets Brienne. I’m not saying that she turned him into a good person. I’m saying that she made him realize that he’s still the kid who wanted to be like Arthur Dayne. He gets chapters when he starts roadtripping with Brienne, which means that his arc in the books begins at that point as far as I’m concerned - you don’t get chapters until the story becomes fully about you and your journey as far as I interpret the chapter system in asoiaf. That shit is all on the text.

[Also this got long so I’m cutting it.]

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First Catfish&The Bottlemen Concert

(This story is a bit long, but I want everyone to read it x Thank you)

Hello everyone, first of all I want to apologize for all my grammar and spelling mistakes, my English isn’t perfect.

I’ve been a fan of Catfish&The Bottlemen since January, 2015 and I’ve always wanted to see them live after that moment. I thought it was impossible because I live in Turkey, (Turkey is a beautiful country but not many bands or singers come here and give concerts.. Only most popular ones? Justin Bieber etc.) and I also had my university exam this year so I couldn’t even think about a concert.

My dad was thinking about sending me to London for 4 weeks for an English course. (From 16th August so I could be 18 :D) So when June came, after my university exam passed I started checking concerts in London. I actually found NOTHING. I was very pissed off because like, we’re talking about London… There was only festivals like Reading&Leeds and V but they were so far and so expensive for me. (1 pound=5 Turkish liras) I found 1 or 2 concerts of my fave bands (especially The Kooks) but it was in Liverpool(i’m not sure). So I just ended up with nothing again.

I went to London and spent 2 amazing weeks. But after 2 weeks almost all of my friends went back to their countries. It started being boring without my friends and I started going nowhere, just stayed with my host family for 2 days. But on 30th of August(I guess?) I saw Catfish&The Bottlemen’s post on Facebook and totally freaked out because it was saying “LONDON”. I checked it out and tried to do everything to get tickets. There was a competition for free tickets. I wasn’t expecting to get free tickets but I tried my chance. And the site said, “Sorry, this competition is now closed.” or something like this. 

I didn’t give up, I found the company’s email address and mailed them. Told them that I was actually living in Turkey and it was my only chance but the competition was closed. And he said just “There’s nothing you can do but you can join the other competition. Good luck.” So I checked the other one. It was for 6 free tickets including the soundcheck and meet&greet. 3 tickets for La Roux, 3 tickets for Catfish&The Bottlemen. And all I had to do was comment on that post. I did. I wrote a huge comment explaining my situation. But then, another email came up and said, “Winners will be chosen at random.” 


As you can all imagine, I couldn’t win. It was 2nd of September and the concert was on the next day. 

Then I checked the Facebook group I joined few days before that day named Catfish&The Bottlemen’s Pacifiers and I saw a post from a girl with a beautiful soul named Nikoleta. Her post was about tickets for that show. I started shaking and immediately followed that girl who was selling tickets on Instagram. But there was a bad thing for me. She wanted 40 pounds for 1 ticket. And I was already broke because I had already spent a lot of money in London. So I explained the situation to her, and she increased the price. I’m not saying she did wrong, she just wanted to cover up her money she spent on hotel and train. So we were okay for 2 tickets for 20 pounds. 

I was about to ask my parents for the concert&price because it was like so much happening in a very short period. But then, she texted me and said “Anyways, I’m giving them to you FOR FREE.” 

Yes, you didn’t read it wrong. I started shouting and jumping at the same time, I made my host family wake up, I told my friends and yes, I was SO HAPPY and it was the best thing someone has done for me.

She emailed me the tickets and the next day, I printed them out at the school. I also printed out the explanation she wrote in the email, in case there would be a problem. 

After my classes and lunch, I asked almost EVERYONE to come to the concert with me. I emphasised the ROCK concert and FREE tickets but yeah, no one said okay. I guess Camden Town or Tower Bridge were more important than a once-in-a-lifetime experience? (I’m not sure if I used the right phrase omg don’t hate me I hope you got what I’m trying to say) So I took the underground and passed 2 stations. Hopefully, the place wasn’t far from my school and it has Victoria Line which was my lifesaver(the last destination of Victoria Line was my neighborhood(idk if it’s a neighborhood)) I was alone with my prettiest outfit, ripped black pants, white blouse and black hat, and a bag looking like a luggage, inside my bag there were my Hard Rock Cafe tshirt, a notebook and the photo of Van McCann&Luke Pritchard which I always carry with me because I think it brings me luck? I was carrying all those stuff because I thought that I could meet with them. But that was nothing, there were a lot of girls prepared well for the concert. 

As I came to outside of the door, there was a queue. But at first, I didn’t think that it was a queue. I immediately met with a beautiful girl named Emma. I was so excited and still shaking, but she was the SAME! We talked about a lot of things and after 5 or 10 minutes, two pretty girls came to the queue too and we met with them too. Ellen and Moira, they were literally amazing! It was really cold and we waited for like 4 hours. But we had so much fun, we talked a lot and had a chance to know each other. They were really nice and I am so happy that I met with all of them. 

There were about 15 people in front of us, so when they opened the doors, we directly went to the concert hall ( I can’t remember, we went to the toilet maybe?) And… There were no people at all! We went to the front row and I could still not believe in all of this. I WAS IN THE FRONT ROW.

Anyways, I started checking the place out, it was quite small and I was the youngest in the building. It was a strange feeling like I just turned 18 and I went to a +18 concert. Huh! After 30 minutes, first band, La Roux came to the stage. I wasn’t a fan of them so I just enjoyed myself but I also took photos and videos. Vocalist was so close to me, and she was AMAZING. Actually, whole band was amazing! 

After La Roux, the technicians came to the stage and started setting the stage for Catfish&The Bottlemen. I knew none of them so I just waited and drank water because I needed to prepare myself to scream and sing at the same time. But then, a familiar face showed up from a room next to the stage. Larry!

I was the first one who saw him so I just shouted,“Hey Larry!”. He turned around and smiled then went to another room(?). And he came to the stage again and arranged somethings. I took photos and videos of him while he was working. Yeah, I know it’s kinda creepy but I just love him? He put a setlist on the floor and after I saw that, I told my friends that I was going to take it.

After 30 minutes or something, the boys came to the stage. They started the concert with Rango and I was ready with my heart, soul and the shitty camera of my phone. I took a lot of videos and tried to take some photos (Of course I couldn’t manage taking them PERFECTLY because they were always moving and my camera is so stupid that you can only take photos of non moving things! WHAAAT?) They gave several breaks and during those times, I tried to shout like “I CAME FROM TURKEY” but no one noticed? I only could hear Van giggled and some people behind me started to whisper to each other like “What? She said Turkey?”. (Can ya believe it?????) (stop.)

Concert was literally AMAZING. I don’t know… Maybe that wasn’t their BEST performance but since it was my FIRST, it was perfect for me :’) By the way, during the concert some people behind me  (Shoutout to them because they were SO DRUNK that they couldn’t even understand me well) poured/spitted/sloshed???(I JUST COULDN’T FIND THE RIGHT VERB I hope you know what I mean haha) beer at me! My clothes and my hair were full of beer! Ew. But this couldn’t make my night bad.

After the concert, I was shocked by all of this and I was a bit upset because I was thinking that I could meet with them but unfortunately, tickets didn’t include meet&greet. (IT’s FINE, F*CKING FINE but it would be nice tho.) Almost all people left the place but we stayed. Then, Larry showed up. He was collecting the cables (I guess) and he ripped the setlist. There were 5 or 6 people near me, wanting the setlist but I shouted “I want it, please!”. He couldn’t know what to do and just threw the setlist away. (Really, Larry?) Setlist fell down in front of my bag and he leaned & took it from the ground. (as I can remember) aND HE GAVE THE SETLIST TO ME. Yes, I started jumping and screaming.

Few minutes later, he took a guitar pick from the ground and gAVE IT TO ME TOO. I was about to faint because like, it was TOO MUCH. But no, we’re just starting..

I got the yellow guitar pick but few minutes later, a guy came to the stage and found another guitar pick which was black, and gave it to me too. But I wanted to give the other one to Moira. But then she told me that her favourite color was yellow, it was fine because mine is black! :D

Later, Larry showed up again some guys wanted to shake hands with him. They did, and I wanted to do that too. But I was trying to reach him with my wrong hand. I stared at him for a few seconds because my other and was full and I was running out of time, I thought he wouldn’t do that becasue his other hand was full too! But yeah, he was so sweet that he moved the things to his other hand and shook my hand!

Suddenly, an idea came up to my head! It was like now or never moment. So I asked him as he was going further. I asked, “LARRY; CAN WE TAKE A SELFIE?” He scowled(?) and asked, “Selfie?” and I said, “Yeah,” with an energic voice. So he came closer and posed weirdly but he was SO CUTE. And I think he wanted me to make the same pose but I was too happy that notice his pose. So I just smiled with my whole teeth. 

Then I thanked to him and started finding my notebook to get an autograph from him but I couldn’t find it because of the things in my bag! And when I found it, he has already gone..

After a few minutes, we decided to go outside. 3 of us needed to catch the underground because if we miss the underground, we needed to use the buses and they were being TOO crowded at those times, at least that’s what they told me. So we had like 30 minutes. There were 20 people or less in front of the door which they’re going to show up. We waited for 30 minutes and said goodbye to Emma. And wished her luck! 

I went to home singing Tyrants in my head and they were looking at me weirdly, I was like drunk but THAT WAS SO AMAZING.

The next day (I think) I saw the photos of Emma, SHE MET WITH THEM. I was so happy for her because it was her first concert! And she met with the guys, that’s amazing! I’m a bit upset because the underground separated us and I could meet with them but it is totally okay. I already had the best moments in my life.

I talked too much about this concert on social media, like it can be boring or makes no sense for some people, but it is very important for me. Just few weeks ago, I was crying over that I will never be able to see my favorite bands, but now, I can proudly say that I SAW ONE OF MY FAVORITE BANDS IN THE FRONT ROW. 

Now, I just want to thank to all my friends who supported me, to my family who wasn’t mad at me because I told them about the concert on the concert day, TO NIAMH, THAT ANGEL WHO GAVE ME THE TICKETS (shoutout to Niamh, @/catmanandthebottlefish on Instagram) YOU ARE THE BEST, THANK YOU AGAIN, to Emma, Ellen and Moira, my three sweet friends who made my day AWESOME, to Nikoleta of course, you are great Nikoleta! And everyone, who listened this story over million times and haven’t been fed up yet! 

I just shared my story with you guys to make you believe in your dreams, your goals. Life is full of miracles. And, in life, you have the keys to your dreams. YOU can change somethings, YOU can make your life better. YOU can do EVERYTHING. Don’t give up.

(It took over 1 hour to write this, SO I HOPE I CHANGED SOME THINGS IN YOUR HEART OR YOUR THOUGHTS. I hope everything will be great in your lives. I love you.) 

I Didn’t Mean It (Skate Maloley)


– Thank you so much for the request…I’m so sorry I took so long! - Bri x 

“What about these, Nate, huh?” You question, pushing the many polaroids onto his chest, you throw the rest in the air and scoff, “she’s hot.” Nate flexes his forearms, he was frustrated and it was obvious but you were angry about the little brunette in the pictures wearing black Calvin Kleins. You found the pictures in his sock drawer–original–and he didn’t even try to deny that they weren’t his, “you’re fucking disgusting.” 

Nate exhales, “guys have pictures of other girls all the time–you wouldn’t be upset if it were a playboy magazine…stop being so jealous.” 

You scoff, “okay, but playboy models are a lot different than girl that we actually know. I’m not jealous, I’m concerned because my boyfriend has pictures of a friend in his sock drawer to jack off to when I’m not home.” 

Nate chews on his bottom lip harshly, “you know just how it goes down, don’t you?” He steps forward and you take a step back, pressing your palms against the cold white drywall, your muscles tightens as he gets closer, “we’ve been dating for almost a year and you still don’t fucking trust me.” He slams his hand against the wall beside you and you flinch inhaling sharply. Your eyes shut and you break out into a cold sweat as feelings arise that you hadn’t felt in almost a year and a half since you and your ex broke up. Your body shudders in an unusual way and the drywall suddenly becomes damp from your sweaty palms. You were panicking from the memories, and it was one simple gesture.

“Nate.” You speak in disbelief, eyes opening to see his fallen face. He knew you were right and his overreacting was way out of line. He knew your past, and always promised that he would never be like that but here he was repeating the same behavior. 

Nate’s hands drop and they find your waist in a gentle soothing manner, you aren’t soothed, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, the pictures are…irrelevant.”  

“They’re relevant enough to make you act like that.” You murmur, shutting your eyes in hopes that if you close them tight enough the situation would be over quicker, “please just go.” 

“Babygirl,” Nate begins going to press his lips to yours, he always did this when you were mad at him and it would work, but this time your eyes shoot open and you flinch causing him to break away entirely, “okay, okay.” He agrees, seeing your obvious terror. He slowly walked out, leaving you shaky and frightened. He is out of the apartment within ten minutes, and although you tell him you love him back when he’s about to leave you are still hurt by his actions. 

The next morning you wake up with tears still stained on your face, you look around almost forgetting about the fight you had with Nate last night. You wipe your eyes and sigh, moving to get out of the bed you check your phone to see at least 30 texts from Nate apologizing. You felt bad for being over sensitive, he didn’t hit you, nor did you believe he would, but your reaction was an innate one from your previous relationship. You saw reason for yourself to be upset, but you hated fighting with him so you told him to come home and stop texting you every 10 minutes. 

Within five minutes, Nate is tugging you into a hug that you reluctantly return, he peppers kisses to your cheek and apologizes, “I didn’t mean it, baby, I didn’t mean it.” Your eyes flutter shut, and you remain stiff in his arms. You were okay, but you were cautious. 

You take a deep breath, “i-it, it’s okay.” You blunder, feeling a shudder run down your spine when he holds you tighter. 

Nate moves back, and tips your chin up, “I’d never hurt you.” You nod, you knew he wouldn’t, “the pictures don’t mean a thing to me, you mean everything to me, I’m so sorry.” Looking into his eyes you can tell he’s genuine, “you’ve been through a lot of shitty stuff with your ex…I wouldn’t do that to you.” 

You chew on your bottom lip and again nod, he was right, “I know.” You agree, and Nate leans down to place a singular peck on your lips, “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” you whisper against his lips. 

Nate was the sincerest boyfriend who made you feel safe, he would never hurt you and you loved each other through everything, even the tough stuff. 

I hope this is okay! I’ve been so so sick and I’m currently about to fall asleep from my medicine but I powered through for you guys, I hope it doesn’t suck too bad! - Bri x 


Okay I don’t normally make text posts and I haven’t made a picture to go with it, but I’m about to reach my next goal so I’m gonna make one of those “Follow Forever” things… The people I follow post sick stuff like just believe me and follow them all… They’re most likely to be the following type of accounts: 5sos (mainly), the 1975, childish gambino, the vamps, justin, drake, mac miller, the weeknd, jhene aiko, arctic monkeys, black and white etc…

My ultimate faves will be crossed out just because I reblog like every post of theirs but please follow them all xo


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Following everyone who reblogs this anyways xo

anonymous asked:

i like to think harry has a drawer of things at nicks and in his bathroom like a tooth brush and like a Rush tshirt (one of the few items of clothing he has Nick refuses to wear) but he doesnt go there as much as he did in 2012/2013 and its been while maybe a year and he sleeps over one night after a gq dinner and goes to his drawer and its not there anymore. and he doesnt say anything because obviously it wouldnt be there but it still really fucking hurts him idk

whoops i slipped and a fic came out


The beginning of the end, that’s what Lou had called it. The first time someone feels that clutch of dread deep in their gut that tells them time is running out and the only two options, to let go or hold on tighter, is only a matter of which one brings about the big finale quicker. It was when he and Caroline were nearing their close, when the outside pressure started to leak into their little bubble and he could feel the enjoyment they got out of each other’s company waning in the face of it that she took him aside and gave him his first real bit of Relationship Advice.

“It happens,” she told him, twisting one of his curls around her finger then pulling it taut, tilting her head as if scrutinizing the difference. “And it’s shit. The best you can do is try to enjoy what’s left and make sure it doesn’t explode before it implodes.”

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Substitute Boyfriend

(Michael x Reader) 

He’s not gonna show up. I should’ve known better. You typed quickly.

Your phone buzzed almost instantaneously. He’s a dick. Michael replied.

He can’t even show up to be my date at my sister’s wedding. I thought he would show up this time. I guess not.

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