#gcldengrime

[booksociety]

Your edits are absolutely gorgeous. Do you have any PSD recommendations or advice for making graphics?

Hi, thank you!! The original edits on our blog are made by our lovely staff and network members. Here is what some of them had to say:

“i personally use mobile apps, so the best advice i can give you is to practice to become comfortable with the program you’re using so you can improve!! the more comfortable you are with the program you’re using, the easier it gets to make more complex edits over time.” - Scarlett

“i agree that practice is key. this may be kinda obvious, but i would also say following other creators that inspire you! you could check resource blogs (allresources has both great psds and tutorials, so huge kudos to sabrina). i see deviantart is making a comeback, and creators have started posting some of their colorings on there, so you could also check that out perhaps?” - Nana

“i really like honeycoloring for psds + i would say don't be afraid to experiment with psds when you start out with them. combining different psds and turning off some of the layers might help depending on what kind of color scheme you're looking for. also don't go too crazy with textures if you are using pictures that are already very busy. i sometimes see newer creators doing that and it can become too much.” - Anniek

[audreyrousx]

3 things for tartarsauce

kiss the scars on his chest, trace the tattoo’s on his back, and do something artistic together. 

[gwenarnolds]

♡ + lavrentii

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other

@laventii​

[xofaddiction]

"Oh Abraham, this is nothing. You should have seen the tattoos I’ve had to have removed." (from taron)

++ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖘 || 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 || this one

“…. please, please, please, PLEASE tell me that one of them was ruler marks on your dick? a few little lines wouldn’t be that painful to remove, probably. oooh! OR like a cum dumpster tramp stamp, that’s pretty good. ”

[rosesjustdie]

Location: Room 18, Mirrors

Open to: @crimsonmarks​, @crimsxnsins​, @gcldengrime​

The hour had flown and Rosie was jumping with joy at the chance to actually get to go into one of the rooms. Not loving that she was separated from Jesse or Autumn though, these sorts of things were always a lot more fun with her closest friends by her side. Though usually that was because she would throw them to whatever was jumping at them. The small groups told her it wasn’t this sort of haunted house and she sighed a bit, knowing she couldn’t do the same to Taron. Not to her boss.

She knew Tyson a little bit, they’d met here and there but she didn’t know the fourth member of their group. As they stepped into the room she let out a chuckle at the amount of mirrors, “Taron, as Autumn isn’t here I think I’m obligated to say something like man seeing your face this many times is torture.” Her tone definitely teasing, she’d never say something like that and mean it. Smiling, she turned to the group, “So how do we go about this-- thing?”

[mutilatd]

closed  starter for @gcldengrime​​

location :  outside of vanderbilt inc .

dry landscape ,     of desert ;     it feeds sporadicity ,     bouts of life - sucking air ,     dry spells that practically empty the lungs of moisture .     it throws patchy grasslands ,     blows dirt across the lines of pupils cowering from the sun as it begs so desperately to blind .     so ,     when it rains ,  it pours .     a god knows the gravity     of a storm     could never hurt no one ,     or rather ,     the ones who need it ,     for care ,     for crops ,     for clarity .     simply ,     a storm is the clouds     that form ,     billow and collide     into one another     like a clamoring pack ,     rushing to get from one side to the other .     it is in the sky overhead ,     but not only that     --     inside a man’s own head ,     rumbling terribly ,     brewing  ...    feeding metamorphosis . 

below the intent of a furrow ,     teeth grit     against clenched jaw ,     and eyes simply stare     out through glass displaying contrast ;     the casts of black and white shadows ,     bleeding together like a mundane painting ,     streaking against windshield ,     something to look at while he waits     and he waits .

things have been said ,     secrets have been mentioned .     and therefore ,  there is a tinge of unease ,     albeit a strange sense of calm ,     slowly brooding into anger ,     for his wits ,     as much as they’ve improved ,     remain to be a disarray ,     abashedly by the fault of no one     except himself .     for some stupid kid ,     holding more power      than what appears to bear on his shoulders     --     what did he see ,  innocence ?     if not in his aura ,     then in his eyes ?     when he sees headlights ,     halting ,     then flickering off ,     the boy king himself stepping out ,     he notices the actuality in judgement ,     ironically amid storm ,     for what it really is ,      and internally owns up the lapse     in case anyone else besides himself     realizes what he did .

when the passenger door opens ,     he cuts right in .     no hi ,  no hello ,  just ,     “ you know ,  i should arrest you right fuckin’ now , ”  and staring     at him ,     while he’s got him     just a few feet away .