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happilysmythe · 16 days

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❥ 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣

trent frederic.

word count: 4.0k

warning: explicit content

"let it happen (it's gonna feel so good)" — tame impala

A/N: this fic was inspired by the locker room raw of trent from december of 2022, gifed above. if you’d like to watch it, you can here. enjoy, and as always, happy reading!

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Being a reporter isn’t all it’s made out to be when you’re harboring something that could put your career at risk.

Yet that’s exactly what you were doing, working as a journalist for the Boston Bruins.

Being in the presence of sweaty, large hockey players was something you’d inevitably have to get used to when working the field that you did. However, you never seemed to struggle with it. When people asked, you always told them that you’d simply set any minor attractions aside and focus on your work, rather than your desires. It was easy.

Until Trent Frederic came into the picture.

Something about him caught your attention the first time you stood in his proximity amongst the other reporters. He wasn’t attractive in the conventional way you knew the other players were. Most people would say he was “cute”, or “good-looking”, but that was the extent. So maybe that was it. Maybe it was his eyes, or his freckles, or the curls that poked out from under his hats.

Or maybe it was simply how fucking gorgeous he was to you, regardless of anyone else’s opinion.

That being said, you were frustrated; frustrated with yourself for letting his appearance get to you, even though you fought yourself daily for years to make sure it never happened. You knew that, at some point, someone would get the best of you, and unfortunately, he just happened to be that someone. You wanted to blame him. To take some of the pressure off of yourself for once. You wanted him and his goddamned charm to be at fault instead of you.

It’s the way he looks at you, you’d tell yourself. He’s trying to get a rise. He has to be. After all this time, you can’t be that weak.

Right?

But you knew that you were. You were weak for him. And it was just about the most unprofessional thing you could do in your position.

“What do you think it’s going to be like—to be in this type of environment?” the first reporter’s voice sounded, blinking you out of your already nervous state as you stood beside Trent.

“Uh, it kinda reminds me of a Penn State,” he replied, hand coming up to wipe the sweat from his forehead. “Or kinda like the, uh…What is it, Yost Arena in Michigan?”

The reporter nodded to confirm his statement. “I like those two rinks, so…hopefully, uh—thought we always,” he paused to breathe, “always played well there, so…hopefully it’s similar.”

Then it was your turn to speak up, and when you cleared your throat, his head pivoted in your direction. His eyes followed your voice and landed on you, his chest rising and falling as he awaited your question.

“Are there any adjustments you had to make where you’re playing in a,” you hesitated as you watched his tongue slip past his parted lips, tracing a line from the center of his bottom lip to the corner of his mouth. Your mind did all but ignore this and his audible, heavy breaths. You quickly blinked out of the state.

“In a smaller arena?” you finally continued in a humiliating attempt to sound put-together. “Or—”

“I don’t think so, I think when you’re playing you really only see the first,” he gestured his hand, “ten rows and up, so I think it’ll be fine. About the same.”

His gaze lingered on you for a split second longer than it should’ve before he turned the other way to face Sophia as she asked the next question. And it was then that you were certain he’d picked up on you.

Not to mention him abruptly cutting you off.

A few minutes passed before the cameras cut and the small crowd dispersed, leaving only him and you standing alone in front of his stall. But his voice stopped you before you could even manage a step in the other direction.

“Hey,” he called out calmly, and when you turned back around you were met with the sight of him standing nonchalantly, arms folded in front of him. “I don’t think we’re done yet.”

“…Yeah, we are. We already finished the media, no?”

“The media’s done,” he spoke, straightening himself out and taking a step toward you. “But we’re not done.”

“Well, I’m sorry to burst your bubble, Trent, but I have places to be. So if you’ll kindly excuse me—”

“You’re not going anywhere.”

You were taken aback, no doubt, but knew that you had to oblige him whether you wanted to or not. So you let out a sigh and shook your head.

He slipped off his padding, then silently jerked his head to the side, motioning for you to come with him as he walked down the outside hallway and into the nearest empty room. He promptly shut the door behind him, then walked toward you.

“What is it?” you finally piped up.

“Do you have a thing for me?”

“Wow, okay,” you scoffed, irritation lacing your defensive tone. “Do you have some sort of ego issue, or?”

“Do not play dumb right now,” he rasped, leaning closer. “You don’t think I’ve noticed the looks? The staring? The stuttering?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” you rebutted, nostrils flared as you swallowed thickly.

“Oh, so you mean to tell me that I wasn’t just saving your ass back there?”

You sighed, finally letting your guard down as you lowered your voice. “Fine,” you admitted through clenched teeth. “I have a thing for you.”

And just like that, the corner of his lips twitched just slightly, as if he were suppressing a smirk. He finally leaned back and gave you room to breathe, so you seized the opportunity and took a long breath. He remained silent, waiting for you to elaborate.

“No matter how bad I want to act on it, I can’t, because I’m already in deep enough shit for wanting you in the first place,” you flatly explained. “But if we ever got caught for something like that…I’d lose my damn job, Trent. The job that I worked my ass off trying to get, and the one that’s already at enough of a fucking risk because of you.”

You shook your head disappointedly. “So sorry if I’m not getting my words right the first time.”

You brushed past him, trying to make your way toward the door but were quickly brought to a standstill when he spoke up.

“You think you’re the only one in that situation?”

You turned back around to face him, brows knit together in confusion as he stepped closer.

“And before you up and leave, I need to make something clear to you,” he spoke.

“Trent—”

“If I wasn’t attracted to you, I wouldn’t be enabling you like I do. And I sure as hell wouldn’t be trying to help you,” he told you promptly. “So think about that next time you want to think you’re the only one with problems.”

“God, Trent, that’s—this whole thing is beyond unprofessional. On both ends,” you scoffed in disbelief. “And you know that even if I wanted to, I couldn’t do anything with you because it would put me at risk.”

Of course, you wanted to. You were lying straight through your teeth. It was clear as day to Trent, too, because the subtleties told him otherwise—the hint of hesitation lacing your tone and the unease in your expression. But, to be fair, it was difficult to mask. You were already struggling with how inappropriate the whole conversation was.

And after all, nobody said it was easy to stop imagining what someone would taste like.

He stepped closer and your feet carried you backward until you came into contact with the wall behind you. Your head tilted back as you looked up at him, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“Not to mention it’s a,” you hesitated, “—a conflict of interest.”

“Write whatever the hell you want about me, because it won’t change how drawn to you I am.” A large hand gently placed itself on your hip, “And it won’t change that I’d take that chance with you.”

The tension in your face softened, sincerity bleeding through his voice as he spoke to you. You took a long, deep breath and—against any remaining shred of logic in your conflicted mind—lifted your hand to his chest, slowly trailing upward until it reached the curls on the back of his neck.

“If we got caught,” you reiterated, “you’d be the player who hooked up with some reporter…And I’d be the slut who couldn’t keep it professional.”

You softened your voice, “I’ve worked too hard to let it all go to waste, Trent.”

“Sounds more like a societal issue than an us issue,” he shrugged, “and last I checked…two adults deciding to get a little physical isn’t exactly illegal.” His voice shifted to a low rasp, “But I can’t wrap my head around why you’re still here, because someone else in your current position wouldn’t still be here unless they’d started to change their mind.”

“God, you’re frustrating,” you muttered. Warm breath hit your lips, forcing you to realize how close he’d become. Your eyes watched as the remaining beads of sweat dripped slowly down his face. “I haven’t considered anything,” you lied.

“Then tell me to stop.”

Your conscience told you to say it; that stupid guilty conscience that you were admittedly fucking tired of. Normally, it would’ve forced you to rattle off all of the reasons you could’ve said it—why you should’ve—but it didn’t. Because every other part of you wanted the complete opposite. Every consequence seemed to evacuate your thoughts, with Trent conveniently replacing each one.

So you finally turned your mind off and let your body take control.

His lips roughly connected with yours and you didn’t protest. You were quickly pinned to the wall by his hips as his fingers untucked your shirt, hooking under the fabric and slipping it up and over your head, allowing it to hit the floor, and his lips hungrily returned to yours. He was too intoxicating to deny, and the feeling of his tongue as it rolled slowly over yours only solidified that fact.

You reached up and pried the baseball cap off his head, tossing it aside and running your hand through his hair, transferring the moisture from his curls to your fingers, beginning to dampen them. Your other hand slipped under the fabric of his shirt, peeling it from his upper body to reveal his toned physique underneath, which you’d only ever caught small glances of. And boy, did it not disappoint.

When his lips left yours, you whimpered at the loss of contact, but they soon returned to your skin, peppering it with kisses as he trailed a path from your shoulder up to your neck, spending extra time there. Your hands traveled to his bare back, palms resting on his shoulder blades as your head tilted to the side, granting him more access.

“We’re—fuck,” you panted, eyes screwed shut, “we’re screwed if someone hears us.”

“That’s why we’re not near the door,” he muttered, kissing up to your jawline. “And also why we’re going to have to be quiet. Sound good?”

You nodded softly, then felt his lips move to your throat, eyes fixated on him as he reached your collarbones. At his movement, your hands lifted and moved to the wall beside you, palms flattened against it. He continued the path downward and lowered himself to his knees. Soft lips could now be felt on your stomach, burning the skin in their path.

Fingers curled into the waistband of the leather skirt hugging your hips and swiftly removed it, with it the lacy material beneath. The cool air of the empty room hit your exposed skin, but you didn’t pay it any mind.

It was all too much when his hands pried your thighs open so he could slip between them.

His warm breath grazed the sensitive skin between your legs. You knew how close he was. Then you were proved right as he gently pressed a trail of kisses from the inside of your thigh up to the flesh between them. His tongue parted your folds, dragging itself up and down slowly, gathering your taste on it.

He let out a groan of approval when your hand darted out, fingers tangling in his hair as you pushed him closer. You wanted—no, needed more, especially when his mouth wrapped around your clit, sucking it gently as his calloused hands wrapped around your thighs, pulling you into him.

He lapped at you hungrily, building you up and forcing you to chase your release. He was no stranger to being between a girl’s legs. He could’ve gone hours with someone’s thighs wrapped around his head. But he never needed to.

And you were going to face the same fate.

“Shit,” you sighed weakly, running your fingers through his damp hair. Heavy breaths filled his ears, your voice breaking through and turning them into soft whimpers.

“Mm,” he hummed against your skin, and your hips slowly, painfully rolled, the grip on your thighs making it near impossible for you to move them enough to give yourself the relief you craved.

But he took this as a sign, holding you tighter as he delved his tongue into you, steadily moving it in and out as he brought you to your breaking point. The thrill of being at such a risk only fueled his fire. Trent always refused to pull away until a girl was properly satisfied. The payoff was as rewarding as ever to him. So why deny someone the pleasure that you were giving them? He never understood it.

Besides, he always got off on seeing a girl come undone so fast.

His name fell from your parted lips in a moan as he flattened his tongue against your clit, that being the final push over the edge. Expert flicks of his tongue worked your body through your release, prolonging the process, and he began to taste you on the tip of it. He collected every last bit, moaning softly in satisfaction as he swallowed.

Finally, he pulled away, pressing a final kiss to your skin before releasing his grip on your thighs and standing up slowly. The grin he donned as he straightened out burned a hole through any remainder of the facade that masked your weakness; the one that made you give in to him unwillingly, without as much as an afterthought. It was too late for regrets. And you didn’t particularly seem to have any.

He watched as your chest rose and fell with each heavy breath as your eyes seemingly fixated on his lips. His thumb came up and wiped the corner of his mouth, then moved in front of his lips for him to lick it clean.

“Keep staring, why don’t ya,” he teased, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“You’ve got some nerve saying that when I could just walk right out,” you quipped.

“Then do it,” he laughed, confidence lacing his expression. “Nobody’s stopping you,” he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “But you’d be running quite the risk walking out of here with practically no clothes on, hm?”

“Yeah, as if that’s the only reason I’m not going anywhere,” you rolled your eyes, knowing full well what would happen if you were to waltz out of the room in the state you were in.

Luckily for you and him, there wasn’t a doubt in your mind that you’d be moving from your spot.

Weakened legs encircled his waist as he hoisted you up, and your arms wrapped around his neck. His hand reached between you and slid the thin fabric of his pants down just far enough to adjust himself. The other gripped the underside of your thigh, that and the wall supporting your weight as he held you up.

“You think anyone’s looking for us?” you muttered, the pads of your fingers dancing along the skin of his back.

“Probably,” he answered quietly as he lined himself up, and you started to feel the pressure between your legs. “But I don’t care.”

Then, he loosened his hold on you, sliding your body down the wall as he forcefully lowered you onto him. Your lips parted in momentary shock as he stretched your walls. The all-new sensation promptly clouded your vision. Crescent-shaped marks appeared on his skin when your nails dug into it. The size of his wide cock challenged that of any other man you had the unfortunate pleasure of fucking. They made you feel empty. But Trent filled you just right. He was almost too big.

Almost.

When you finally came to, your eyes darted toward his face, quickly meeting his in a forceful gaze. You tried to steady your breaths, but your body refused to allow it until you were fully adjusted to him. Instead, you elicited what sounded like whimpers. And of course, that only drove him more wild.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, brows knitting together as he pulled you up, adjusting you to be more firm in his grasp. “All that professionalism turn you into a prune or something?”

“Shut up,” you retorted, having a sharp intake of breath as he sunk you back down.

He laughed in response. “Mad that I’m right?”

“No,” you were quick to deny. “You’re just,” you hesitated, then cut yourself off sharply, “—just shut up.”

“Sure thing, Miss Reporter.”

That was enough verbal volleying for him and he pulled back, waiting a moment before pushing himself back in. The movement stifled you dead, practically severing your vocal cords as your head fell forward and your forehead promptly connected with his bare shoulder. He groaned in approval as your sensitive walls constricted around his length, his thrusts moving at a slow pace to allow your body to adjust.

Your previous release worked to lubricate the place you were joined, giving him leeway to pick up speed as he smoothly slid in and out, hitting places your mind couldn’t have possibly imagined he—or anyone—could. And Trent, on the flip side, was relishing in how perfectly you enveloped him; how fucking good the acute pressure felt each time he pumped his hips and buried himself to the hilt.

Desperately you clung to him, using some of the strength left in you to keep yourself stable, while the rest went toward forcing yourself into silence. But soon, there wasn’t enough to do both, and his shoulder wasn’t enough to prevent your moans from bouncing off the walls of the small space you inhabited. And if they weren’t taken care of soon, they’d bleed through the walls, and the exact fear that almost drove you out of the room in the first place would have become a reality.

So he whispered your name—piquing your attention enough to lift your head—and pushed his lips to yours, enveloping your mouth in a deep kiss that was enough to keep your noises at bay. At least, for the time being.

Rough palms pressed firmly into your thighs, a grip so firm that the fingers were likely to leave marks. But you didn’t seem to care, nor did you make an effort to stop it from happening. You’d be angry at it later. It wasn’t exactly a prominent worry in your mind while he sharply fucked into you, giving you as much as you could take.

And take him, you could.

His tongue slipped into your mouth and grazed your teeth as your hand snaked into his wet curls and fisted them, hard. He quickly removed his hands from your thighs and pressed them into the small of your back, arms pulling you impossibly closer as your legs tightened around his waist. The movement altered your position and shifted him inside of you, which forced him to hit your sweet spot, prying a moan from deep within your stomach.

It wasn’t often that a guy was rough with you, but he was. And whether you’d admit it or not, you liked it.

“Right—right there,” was all you could manage.

At your word, he sped up, cock burying itself as far into you as your bodies would allow, soft grunts leaving his mouth as he exhaled. With each thrust, his name fell from your lips in soft whimpers as if it were a prayer. And then, the culmination of his hands on you, the noises he made, and the feeling of his cock twitching inside of you as it craved its release brought you to yours.

The pleasure that washed over you as you came apart around him elicited a long, breathy moan from your throat. Once again, your vision was blackened, mind lost in a repeating loop of the only palpable thought it was able to conjure up, which was how incredible he felt from this angle, fucking you through it. And even when he brought his hand to your mouth to silence you, you allowed it without forethought.

Soon after, the pressure of you contracting around his length, paired with the sound of his name ringing in the form of your voice brought him to his breaking point. He shot into you, thoroughly coating your inner walls in a layer of hot, white liquid. You moaned weakly into his palm, taking him with a strength you would’ve been sure you didn’t have left in you. You maintained it for a few moments longer until his movements finally halted. He stilled inside and gently removed his hand from your mouth, a loud gasp filling his ears as you breathed air into your lungs.

The only sound occupying the small, dark room was that of heavy breaths, the walls absorbing the noise and preventing it from reaching the outside. Finally, Trent carefully pulled out and lowered you back to the ground, and you were grateful that his hands kept a loose hold on you for the support you knew you required.

His hands roamed your sides before finally removing themselves from your body. He pulled his pants back up to his waist and promptly adjusted himself, then bent down and picked up your discarded clothes, giving them back to you as he came back up. You thanked him quietly before stepping into the thin fabric, slipping it up your legs in unison with the leather skirt before returning the blouse to your body. Meanwhile, Trent grabbed his shirt and tugged it on, the taut fabric hugging his upper half as he moved back into your field of view.

“Hey,” he finally spoke up, prompting your head to tilt up in his direction. “You okay?”

“Mhm,” you hummed in response, arms folded as your hands rubbed them. “This…this was a one-time thing, Trent. To get it out of our systems.”

“I know,” he nodded, “but I don’t think it’s gonna stay that way.”

“Trent, if anyone ever—”

“I know,” he cut you off, lowering his voice to a near whisper as he stepped closer. “I know. But you can’t deny that it felt good to give in.”

Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip in contemplation as you considered his words, then exhaled deeply through your nose. “Yeah,” you dejectedly sighed.

His finger tilted your chin up. “Just think about it, ‘mk?”

You silently nodded and turned to the door, silently making your way over as he followed closely behind you. The air was tense. It had undoubtedly thickened since your bodies parted. You stopped in front of the door, the soft noise of his breathing distracting you. Knowing his proximity to you prevented you from opening the door just yet.

And before your head could catch up with your body, you turned around swiftly and kissed him.

“There’s not much to think about, anyway,” you muttered softly, bringing a hand to his chest and trailing it up to the back of his neck. Your fingers gently brushed the tips of his curls, thumb pressing lightly against his skin just below them. “I’ve already made my decision,” you quietly added.

“Yeah?”

To compartmentalize. Let your body decide what it wanted, regardless of the consequences.

And it wanted him.

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fakehelper · 3 months

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gif pack maker question game! 💕

I've seen a few of these float around for gif/edit makers and some questions apply to us, but I figured I'd make one specifically for gif pack makers! Feel free to send me some or just reblog and get some questions asked yourself! If you think of any other good questions, leave them in the replies and I'll try to add them in the future!

What is your favorite gif pack to date?

Which FC have you made the most gifs of?

What is the largest pack you've ever made?

What is the smallest pack you've ever made?

Who is your favorite gif pack maker? If that's too hard, top 3!

Which gif pack do you think is underrated (should have gotten more attention)?

Which gif pack are you close to deleting?

Have you ever deleted a gif pack?

How did you get started making gif packs?

Post your favorite gif of one of your current projects (or one from each!)

What scenes are the worst to color?

Which scenes are your favorite to color?

What was the worst show you've had to color?

Which show had the best lighting/was the easiest for you to cover?

Would you ever remake a gif pack? If so, which one(s)?

Would you ever do a gif pack collab? (ie, you split a season or movie of the same fc and gif half)

Which gifs do you think are ESSENTIAL for a pack?

Which gifs do you think should never leave the cutting room floor?

Do you have any current projects you want to talk about?

What are you most looking forward to gifing this year? Any upcoming movies or shows?

Do you usually gif a whole pack at once, or split up packs across various days (or weeks, or months... or years...)

What is your favorite expression to gif? Smiles, laughs, incredulous looks, etc

What FC do you wish had more footage for you to gif?

Which gif pack do you regret making? Why?

Any pet peeves when it comes to gifing?

Frames to Layers or Screencaps? Or do you use a different import method?

Frames or Video timeline?

Watermarks or no watermarks? Any reason why?

What is your favorite or standard gif size for packs? Any particular reason why?

Do you save your psds? If so, do you save one per scene and edit it or do you save one for each gif?

Do you save your .gif files after posting them?

What is a gif pack you've seen recently that you think deserves praise?

Are you someone who likes to take suggestions or do you just gif what you feel inspired to make?

Black and white gifs. Worth it?

Free choice! Ask whatever you'd like!

#rpc #rpt #rph #gpntalk #gif pack #if this ends up clogging the gif pack tag tho lmk and I'll remove the tag!#please feel free to reblog WITHOUT sending me an ask #but if you reblog from someone else please do try to send one to them!

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kitconnor · 1 year

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to sum up what i’m going to say in short: stop gif reposting because oh my god you cannot justify it, excuse it or whatever you’ll try to say to shake it off.

in the past MONTH ALONE i have encountered THREE REPOSTERS. until this year, i hadn’t encountered ONE. now as much you thirst over notes and want to popular or whatever, you are damaging a rather integral part of this site !! i don’t know about other creators but i’m personally feeling a little bit disheartened about creating atm bc not even watermarks are stopping reposters anymore. you just act like a bitch whenever you’re confronted.

so, without further adieu, let’s look at who’s trying to destroy gifing right now !

CONSTANTLY-TRAGIC

reposted wednesday gifs of multiple users

as well as reposting miscellaneous gifs in personal posts.

BLUMENCIA (og callout here)

reposted addams family gifs

reposted wednesday gifs

reposted gifs WITH A WATERMARK

as well as reposting miscellaneous gifs as ‘aesthetics’. this user claims that as long as the gifs are on the internet, the gifs are supposedly “everyone’s”. COMPLETELY missing the point that gifmakers individually create, colour, crop and make their OWN GIFS.

THAT-BI-MULTIFANDOM-MESS

reposted marvel gifs

reposted x-men gifs

reposted marvel gifs

i’m actually only linking three examples, because that shit goes ON AND ON. that entire blog is a collection of stolen gifs from so many people.

i really don’t care if i sound like a fed-up, annoying gif maker rn because this shit shouldn’t even have to be said. gifmaking is NOT a hard thing to learn ! you don’t HAVE to have photoshop - there’s free alternatives ! if you want to make gifs, cool, fine !! that’s encouraged !! find your resources, ask your local gifmaker and they’ll help you get started !! but this whole business of right-click-save followed by upload-post-claim-i-made-these and then having the AUDACITY to get mad when a gifmaker responds with justified anger is so fucking LOW like we KNOW they aren’t yours !! stop trying to pretend they are !!

so, that’s that. there’s really nothing more to say. just. don’t repost. don’t steal shit. don’t steal art, or edits and especially not gifs. everyone who creates visual content of any kind owns that shit. you don’t have the rights to walk in and take it from them now or ever !!

don’t !! steal !! gifs !!

#important #lucie.txt.#i've said my peace now i hope it shuts all those reposters the FUCK UPPPP fr

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presidential--suite · 3 months

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My 2023 Year in GIFs

(Look at how much I've improved 😍)

Jan: Otherwise known as Trey's titties. This gif was the winner on that set and I mean...we know why. Also inspired a later set...This is a very juicy source vid, damn. Look at him.

Feb: The only set I made in all of February! Made for AME when someone found this video and we freaked out because shiny shirt in action!

March: My Cannibal month for sure. Fell in love with Alferd here 💖 All the sets were Cannibal! themed. (And blurry as all fuck.) I need more ship content *sigh*

April: This was the month I became obsessed with Les Claypool. We have all witnessed my progression deeper and deeper into being a Pooler haha. This was the first set I made of him.

May: My birthday month! Trey smiling: my favorite subject 😍 He's so beautiful and vibrant. Could use a sharpen. Didn't know how to do that yet lol.

June: This set is prob the most popular thing I ever made on here and the only thing I turned off notifs for. And I think it's only at like 230 notes. What a loser. Had to crop these so awkwardly to get the watermarks out.

July: More product of challenges 💖 I actually bought this clip just to get the little smile shown here. Never before seen footage, unless you watched live of course. Wow, so valuable. This set taught me my most valuable lesson: how to get around the black screen of death.

Aug: Concert month!!! Very fun doing a whole 24 hours of the 25th anniversary. 😍 Made these little cut outs to practice adding images. First time I ever did that.

Sept: Les birthday this month; I left work early just to finish all these lol. Never worked so hard on tumblr things before. 24 hours of birthday stuff. This was my favorite set because, God, he's so ethereal. 😇

Oct: To help with my PLBD, AME gave me a new activity: Lestober, in which I made so many new Les things on my 2nd blog. 😍😍😍 Of course the gif is from that (prompt: fave music video). Don't think I did anything else that month, gif wise.

Nov: What was November? Just more Les stanning. You can tell I've run out on M&T stuff that hasn't been done to death. On the other hand I have hours of Les footage that's never been gifed. 🤷‍♀️

Dec: Advent month!! Didn't actually make any m&t gifs for that though haha. I did have a 25 days of gifs going on the 2nd blog (spurring from the hours of footage...) So lots and lots of Les. Also peep how much nicer this one is...I learned how to fucking make things nicer ughhhhh Only took 2 years.

#💜🌷 V challenge #one gif from each month in 2023 #trey #Les

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gameofthronesdaily · 11 months

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Game of Thrones Tagging Conventions

Hello! We made a post like this a few years ago but thought I’d just update with some HOTD related tags. And I know there are new content creators that have joined the fandom. We thought we’d make a post clarifying some fandom tagging conventions. The tracked tags are, of course, public tags and you can tag your posts how you ultimately deem fit. But we encourage you to bear these suggestions in mind!

Remember: Tumblr has both a tracked tag system and a search system. Most fandom blogs will not use the search system to find content for their blogs, relying instead on the tracked tag system.

#gotedit

The #gotedit tag is a tag for content related to both Game of Thrones and A Song of Ice and Fire. Many fandom blogs will track it and reblog from it, especially when looking for content from more recent episodes. You’ll find all kinds of posts in there–moodboards, fancasting, preseries content, images and gifs from the most recent episode of Game of Thrones.

This this tag is not the same as the #gotcastedit. For images or videos of the cast of Game of Thrones, we recommend using that tag since it is not specific to the content of the show or books. Many fandom blogs track it in addition to the #gotedit tag, and there are many people who track the #gotedit tag who are not interested in seeing or reblogging cast material.

If you are gifing House of the Dragon content, use the #hotdedit instead. Most people who use the #gotedit tag use it to look for Game of Thrones content.

#hotdedit

The #hotdedit tag is a tag for content related to House of the Dragon. Many fandom blogs will track it and reblog from it, especially when looking for content from more recent episodes.

This this tag is not the same as the #hotdcastedit. For images or videos of the cast of House of the Dragon, we recommend using that tag since it is not specific to the content of the show or books. Many fandom blogs track it in addition to the #hotdedit tag, and there are many people who track the #hotdedit tag who are not interested in seeing or reblogging cast material.

#gotcastedit

The #gotcastedit tag is a tag related to the actors and actresses who appear in Game of Thrones, and any promotional material or magazine shoots they might be up to at any given time. If an actor has ever appeared on Game of Thrones, even if they are no longer on the show, use this tag so that fandom blogs can find that content to reblog.

As with the #gotedit tag, we recommend that you don’t put content related to the plot of the show or books in this tag unless it’s an actor giving commentary on the scene. The people tracking this tag are in it for the actors, not the plot!

#hotdcastedit

The #hotdcastedit tag is a tag related to the actors and actresses who appear in House of the Dragon, and any promotional material or magazine shoots they might be up to at any given time. If an actor has ever appeared on House of the Dragon, even if they are no longer on the show, use this tag so that fandom blogs can find that content to reblog.

As with the #hotdedit tag, we recommend that you don’t put content related to the plot of the show or books in this tag unless it’s an actor giving commentary on the scene. The people tracking this tag are in it for the actors, not the plot!

#got[charactername]

Some people will skip these tags when tagging their posts, but they’re very useful for character specific blogs. Many of the character specific fan blogs will not track #gotedit or #gotcastedit since those tags can be very full of material following new content. A blog dedicated to Daenerys Targaryen might only track #gotdaenerystargaryen, or people who love Daenerys content might track that tag specifically to get all the new posts about her.

#hotd[charactername] or [charactername]edit

Some people will skip these tags when tagging their posts, but they’re very useful for character specific blogs. example: #hotdrhaenyratargaryen or #aemondtargaryenedit

#asoiafedit

While the #gotedit tag is friendly for content related to either Game of Thrones or A Song of Ice and Fire, the #asoiafedit tag became a tag specifically when Game of Thrones began deviating from the books so that people who didn’t watch the show but wanted book-related content could have a place to go for it. It is also tracked by the blog @asoiafedit, whose mission is to reblog content related only to A Song of Ice and Fire. If your post is not relevant to the plot or characters of A Song of Ice and Fire (since not all Game of Thrones posts are), please do not use this tag.

Not sure if your post fits book canon? Most (though not all do) things in Seasons 1-4 does. Anything from the newest season likely doesn’t.

House of the Dragon is a tricky one since it’s preasoiaf and also deviates from the source material. I would advise not using this tag for HOTD related content.

#valyrianscrolls

This tag was made by @joannalannister and others after people were using the #asoiafedit for show only scenes. This tag if specific for book content only. As @joannalannister said in her post about the tag (which you can find here):

“It’s a tag for graphics, gifs, fanart, fic, meta, questions, quotes, whatever – anything goes, as long as it is only about the books. It can be any of the books: AGOT-ADWD, TWOIAF, D&E, whatever, but it must be about the books and not the show. This tag is for anyone to use if they want to enjoy book content without the show!”

Individual Blog Tags

Especially when there’s a lot of new content, tagging individual blogs helps us find your post! Tagging #gameofthronesdaily or any other fandom blogs will help the mods of that blog find your post!

Other advice:

Make sure you are using the correct dimensions! For one gif, the gif width is 540 pixels. For two columns of gifs, the width of each gif should be 268 pixels. For three columns of gifs, the width of each gif should be 177 pixels, except for the middle one, which should be 178 pixels.

Most fandom blogs aren’t going to reblog your gifs if they are not using the correct dimensions. Making a gif bigger than 540px doesn’t look right unless you individually click on each gif, which most people don’t.

Always reblog a gifset that you enjoy seeing! It helps support content creators and helps showcase their work to other people.

#asoiafedit #valyrianscrolls #gotedit #hotdedit

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whumpookies · 9 months

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Whumptober is officially kicking off with us all, And yes this is for much myself as all mutual whumpers out there!

Yep, I know you are beginning to think....

"Omg, how can I do this look at them prompts!!"

Your probably sitting in that corner and crying your eyes out whilst silently rocking (okay that's my whumpy mind invoking it)...

Feeling all alone in the panic for whumptober perfection...

Now breathe..you got this, you can do this... Beyond that choppy sea of prompts is your inspiration..

Better?!

Look...now here's some advice, whumptober is supposed to be fun, it's something to take us away from those real life problems that occupy our minds and keep us busy, trust me it will me this year...

Now sometimes it's best to think out of the box, What I mean..if you feeling stuck on a prompt, try something different...writing, Sketch, Gifing, screenshots...

And you don't always have to think in the prompt box think out of it! Do not take the words directly...

For instance the prompt..

Day 1 ::Safety net:::

It can be figuratively or literally!

A net catching you as you fall or a group of friends catching you emotionally as you 'fall' 🤷‍♀️

Day 12 ::Red::

Red what? Blood red? Seeing red (anger), pulsating of red behind the eyes (migraine?) so many reds so little time 🤷🏼‍♀️..

Now, did you catch on to that?

You can thank me later...

Just focus on the first week...

Whumpookies 🍪 and @99point9percentwhump

#Advice #whumptober #whump community #whump #Worry #Prompts #Writing promps

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pharawee · 20 days

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Yay. I'm so happy you did this. Take your time of course. I hope you're feeling better.

So for the gifmakers asks. Let's start with 5 & 7.

Thank you. Rose💜

Hi Rose, thank your for sending me these! 💜💜 I'm actually feeling a lot better tonight than I did the past few days so hopefully I'm over the worst. 🤞

5. how long have you been making gifs?

When I look at my edits tag my first proper gifset here on tumblr was this Alan Wake gifset, so apparently 12 years ago. Back then I used Paint Shop Pro (which didn't have smart sharpen or selective colouring) but that didn't matter anyway because look how tiny these are. 🤣

But even before that I made headers and icons and stuff for private rpgs on livejournal so I already knew how to abuse the channel mixer and drown everything in tiny text and light textures.

7. How has your gifing skill improved since you first started?

I mean, I no longer drown everything in light textures:

But I guess I still like tiny text. This gif is from 2013 and I think by then I was already using Photoshop 7.

Over time I just got more into things like sharpening, grain and gif processing (this is from 2014).

This is from when I first started making BL gifs (and before that I just didn't gif as much in general):

I'm probabbly not a good judge of my own style but I think I stayed pretty consistent throughout the years. It's just that I'm now much better at choosing what I want a gif to look like or which adjustments do what. I'm also much faster now but a lot of that is because I no longer gif with frames (which leads to hilarously big files.... like did you know psds have a maximum file size and then you have to use psbs 🤡)

✨Asks for gif makers

#ask #ask game #jane makes stuff #i actually used to make a lot more edits than gifs #i miss it sometimes #but it's so much more work #and giffing is much more relaxing to me now #even if it's not as intricate and pretty #maybe i should drown everything in light textures again lmao #my gifs are far too moody and dark these days

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emahriel · 9 months

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How do you make your gifs from BG3?

Personally I like using NVIDIA's GeForce Experience to record stuff (either I manually record or I use Shadowplay to record the last 3 mins.).

After that I cut my recordings and use Photoshop CC 2018 to turn those videos into frames & make gifs out of them! Then it's just editing time, tweaking the brightness/contrasts, altering the colors a bit, yada yada.

To be honest, I've been making gifs for less than a year (this was my first one) and I'm still learning how to improve their quality with the help of guides I find on Tumblr (I think it's the best place to look for tutorials given that Tumblr has specific file size limits, certain resolutions that work better for this platform, etc.). I don't have a set process for the editing portion of gifs though, it really depends on the scene I'm gifing so 👀

#em: asks #hope this helps a little at least??

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dreamrutine · 3 months

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9, 10, 19, 20, 23, 25! (because I have no chill flajlgseh for the gif pack maker question game! <3)

9. How did you get started making gif packs?

this is such a cute question for me at least bbxcvx, i started making "gif icon packs" when i was 16/17 so 2017, because i really loved jessie paege and wanted to use her as a mascot for my indie, i didn't have a gif blog or anything back then, just for my own personal use. but i started making a gif pack to share back in 2019 ? it was takada kenta gif icons and i posted them on a sideblog then i started this account back in 2020.

10. Post your favorite gif of one of your current projects (or one from each!)

19. Do you have any current projects you want to talk about?

uuuuh, i don't want to show the gifs just yet but i started gif packs of two argentinian actors (a girl and a boy) i really want them to be perfect so i can post it, i want to see more argentinian fcs with gif packs, please. the fcs i think they are not well known internationally ( i don't have a good perspective of what things from my own country are well known internationally, yes).

20. What are you most looking forward to giffing this year? Any upcoming movies or shows?

FIRST AND foremost, MAIA REFFICO in a cuban girl's guide to tea and tomorrow and Noeul in the boy next world bc i want to see him in more stuff. if rowoon has any new shows (not historical) i would also love to gif that.

23. what FC do you wish had more footage for you to gif?

mmm i'm going with soojin and again, noeul (if he had more videos with blond hair i would be the happiest gif maker in the world), i love that look for him.

25. any pet peeves when it comes to gifing?

i have many pet peeves, to be honest, but i totally hatee party scenes with weird lighting, i get it they are in a party, they have a disco ball and colored lights, i hate to make coloring for those, normalize having good lighting for the actors.

#╰ ––––––– ✧ nana : answers.#love you to the moon and back for sending me these <3

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skitskatdacat63 · 7 months

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Hiii CATIE!!!!! HIII

Im pretty pretty sure people have already asked BUT HOW WAS ATTENDING THE US GP LIVE!!!! WAS???? TELL ME!! DO YOU HAVE PICS??? I know I know im late.

I ALSO HOPE YOU GOT HOME SAFE AND SOUND AND THAT YOU ARE RESTING NOW+!!!(I saw the chaos you went through im deeply sorry for you :( )

ANYWAYS HOW WAS THE RACE? HOW WAS EXPERIENCING STROLLONSO LIVE?????? AND omg did you get pics of drivers??? :00

You must must share pleaseeeeee.wax.poet

OH MY GOD ELLE SORRY THIS IS SO LATE!!! IT WAS VERY COOL!!!!! VERY SURREAL!!!!!! I've taken a week to answer this but uhhhh yes I am in fact home now 🥰 I got home at like 1 am which was cool....

First of all I have to mention this! I was fighting for my life walking thru the Austin airport(from sleep deprivation), and I had my Fernando hat on my backpack, right? Some girl comes up to me and asks if I'm going to the GP, I say yes. SHE GAVE ME A FRIENDSHIP BRACELET, I COULD'VE SOBBED 🥹 It says on it "wtf is a km", I'm still so happy

COTA was the first race I ever watched, so to be actually at that track and watch a race live there was extremely surreal! Very hot though my god 😵‍💫 I think last year it was pretty hot, right? And my brother kept sending me the temp and it was pretty okay, and then of fucking course the temp leaps up to 89-97°(31-36° Celsius btw) right in time for the gp....so that was nice(I say as I burn in the sun like a vampire. But don't worry I didn't even really tan at all 😭 I always wore a hat and a lot of sunscreen. And meanwhile my brother was literally a lobster)

(This is a long post):

So unfortunately I missed the drivers parade because my brother and I were dying on Saturday night and his friends wanted to go first thing in the morning, and we're like "we will go later actually 😊" and missed it entirely 😭😭😭 but his friends took pics of Mclaren and Aston for me!!!!! But unfortunately I havent gotten them still, so I'll have to reblog this later with those! I took a lot of pictures of the cars I took from behind the fence, which I think I've posted some of? Lmk if anyone wants those!! They're very random, I just thought it was very surreal to see the cars flying past, so I took a million.

The coolest part was definitely running on track after the race was over!!! Soooooo surreal, and so I'm only gonna post pics rn from Sunday(bcs pic limit on phone) and also I think everything else kinda pales in comparison(but of course lmk if there's anything you're interested in seeing 🤭)

Okay and did I see any drivers...? ONLY ONE BUT AAAAHHHH I DID SEE LANDO!!! Not even one of my favs but it was soooooo surreal to see him, even from afar. As you can see above, everyone standing on the fences was blocking the view 🙄, but during the podium, I was focusing my camera btwn their legs and got literally one second of Lando 😭 I think its a pretty aesthetic clip, so I gifed it!!

It was so funny, I went to the gp with my brother and friends, so all these older guys yeah. And I was showing this off to them on the ride home, and his one friend was praising me so much for it 😭😭 like: "oh my god!!!! You could put this in an edit !!! This is so sick!!!!"

Oh one other thing!!! I think I've mentioned it before but my god, my favorite f1 podiums are always the ones with confetti, right?? AND THERE WAS CONFETTI AT THIS RACE!!!

LOOK AT HOW PRETTYYYYY!!!! And so anyways, I picked up so much confetti off the ground and now it lives forever in my phone case 🥰🥰🥰 I have no other room for pics on this post(for now) but oh my godddddddddd most of the confetti were just rectangles BUT THERE WAS ALSO ONES SHAPED LIKE TEXAS!!! SO COOL!!!!! And I also picked up a bunch of tire marbles off the ground!!! And a piece of plastic that probably came off some car. It was so funny when all of us were just scrounging off the ground. My bro's one friend somehow found a piece of carbon fiber, and we're all like "how can I kill him in his sleep and steal this from him..." But no the highlight actually of that process was watching my brother sprint to the podium, but stopping and grabbing a bunch of gravel first to shove in his pocket 😭😭😭

The other two days were fun as well, but also a lot of just dying in the heat and drinking a fuckton of red bull, so there's not too much specifically to say! I really liked hearing the cars. I think if you wanna know what's actually going on in a race, watching from home is better, but hearing the cars go by and seeing them is just so fucking sick. It was so funny to see grown men be like "I think I'm going to cry hearing these cars." I was really flexing on them with "uhhh yeah I've already been to a gp already 🙄🙄"

Anyways I ended the day by breaking bank by buying my dad and myself Fernando shirts because he is of course Fernando's biggest fan 🥰🥰 and I bought the most delicious overpriced lemonade, which I only drank half of bcs my brother proceeded to accidentally elbow it out of my hand....

OH WAIT ONE MORE DETAIL LOL. On Friday, my brother and his friend were waiting in line for smth and I was talking to them outside of the barrier. I look down, hmm theres a red cap abandoned on the ground, I pick it up, it is in fact a Ferrari hat. And that is how my brother acquired a $40+ dollar hat for free. Lucky bastard....I was the who found it!

#there is my experience kinda summed up???? i #i wanted to wait to answer this until i got all the random misc photos but alas i sitll havent #but its still very sweet to me that theu took pics of the drivers parade for me 🥺🥺#he was like “here is mclaren!!! and here is aston!!!!” THANK YOU STILL 🥹🥹#oh fuck wait i forgot to mention a crucial detail #on the wah home from the gp my brother's tire popped 😭😭😭😭#and im ofc chilling in the car while these three car men(horse girls tbf) change the tire #and theyre all covered in grease and i say “what a great way to end the day!' and his friend turns around anf gives me this face: 😐#various misfortunes but it was fine!!! it was great!!!!! just tiring #OH YEAH THE KILLERS WAS PRETTY COOL AS WELL!!!!!#basically: everything was sick 😎#except every time oscar and nando did badly and i would fall dramatically onto the ground bcs that's the type of persom i am #thank you so much for asking elle 🥺🥺🥺#if you hadnt prompted i prob wouldve never ended up recapping it #all i can say is im incredibly lucky to have all the experiences i did this year #catie.rambling.txt #catie.asks.#*OH MY GOD YEAH ONE THIGN #*i bought a new phone beforew this gp. for this gp tbh. bcs of the camers. i think it paid off pretty well no? 🤭

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