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rebeljyn · 1 year

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The blending in your Lucas gifset was absolutely gorgeous! Do you have or know a tutorial on how to do it?

Blending Tutorial!

Firstly, thank you for the compliment anon! Now, I'm going to go through the process considering that you already know how to make regular gifs and know how to use adjustment layers, so I'll be focusing specifically on blending but if you need those tutorials I can make them, just ask!

This is gonna be our end result after the whole process:

This specific gif from this gifset(with the typography removed) is focused on a color palette with only two adjacent colors so it's a bit easier to make the blending look good but this process works for any kind of gif! So let's start the tutorial!

1. Get your desired gifs into the same canvas

These are the two gifs I'll be blending for this gifset. Make your gifs and resize them to the size of your final gif. Remember to turn the layers of each gif into Smart Objects so that you can move them around properly when blending.

I usually make the gifs and just copy and paste one of them onto the canvas where I made the other one. You can also make your gifs and save them separately from each other first and then put them into the same canvas, but I prefer to make all adjustments except for resizing in one canvas so I can tweak the positioning of each gif as well as the coloring so everything looks the way I want it to.

2. Put each gif into a folder

This will make it easier for when you start using adjustment layers on each gif so that the adjustments don't interfere with other layers.

3. Set layer mode to screen

Set both folders to Screen, this will help blend them together better than if you were relying only on the opacity of the layers. I also usually create a new layer and use the paint bucket tool to color it black. Your gif should look something like this:

And your layers like this:

The black background makes sure there aren't any transparent spots in your gif when you use the layer masks to blend them as you can see here:

4. Create layer masks

Select each group one at a time and go into Layer > Layer Mask > Reveal All. Your layers should now look like this:

5. Start erasing each gif on the layer mask

Use a soft airbrush to erase each gif to your liking. With layer masks you can use the eraser tool or the brush tool. Layer masks work based on color value(how light or dark the color is). The darker the color you paint with your brush the less opaque it will be. Painting in black will erase the area completely and painting it white will make it completely visible. The eraser defaults to the same effect as if painting with a brush in black.

This is the final result of the blending:

This is how each of the gifs look after I erased them with the layer masks:

This is what my layers look like:

As you can see I've erased one of the gifs way more than the other, that's because I only erased parts of the gif that would interfere heavily with the gif I wanted to be more visible. Make sure to move around the timeline of your gif to see if you need to erase more or less of each gif since the person or thing you're trying to keep visible can move around and get covered.

6. Make your color adjustments

If you've already made your adjustments before pasting both gifs into the canvas you can skip this step. Since this gifset was focused on orange and yellow I adjust my colors to match that. I keep my adjusment layers in groups inside the respective gif's folder so I can turn them all on or off easier and so they occupy less space in my Layers tab.

And this is what the colors look like in the end:

7. Export your gif

This is what my export settings look like:

This doesn't interfere with the blending and a lot of these settings are personal preference but I thought it was worth sharing.

And finally we've arrived at our final result as shown previously:

Other blending tutorials:

Now the links to some other blending tutorials that might have different methods(sometimes because of different desired outcomes). I'll be tagging the creators for if anyone wants to look at their content!

Tutorial using gradients and lighten mode by @linda-darnell

Tutorial using erasing with layer masks by @eddiediaaz

Tutorial adding color on top by @miriammaisel

Tutorial using screen and color layer modes by @disaster-lineage

That's it! Hope this was helpful!

#tutorial #gif tutorial #blending tutorial #mari answers asks #anon

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pinkpepsican · 1 year

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It's such a strange thing to think that this is what we're told, because in all honesty, it doesn't make any sense.

Using Diego as an example: I am a white woman, light-skinned, with brown-black hair (though my eyes are green while his are brown). In terms of skin tone/color, we look almost identical, despite me being of Irish heritage and him being of Mexican.

And yet our educational/governmental systems want us to believe that I am a white woman and that he is a man of color simply because he was born in Latin America?

The logic is so unbelievably racist and I can't believe that it never clicked before someone pointed it out to me. I am genuinely grateful for folks who have pointed out the problem, guided me (and others) to ways to learn and understand more, and have given us the opportunity to correct our upbringing.

Right! It’s very bizarre to me specially because I’m white, I have brown hair and eyes, but I’m very clearly of European descent(Italian specifically which some people also say are… spicy white?? Even though my whole family’s pale as vampires??) and a lot of Americans would still think of me as being a woman of color just because I was born in Latin America.

I think a lot of people perceive this annoyance Latinos have with saying we’re not white as a weird pride thing for white latinos sometimes but the real problem with it is the erasure of the problems actual POC face in Latin America. When you look at me, a white latina, who’s benefited from white privilege her whole life, and a black latina, who’s suffered racism her whole life, and say we’re both women of color you’re dismissing everything she went through that I never did. And all that because I was born south of the US border? I’ve never been to the US, I’ve never suffered any for being born here.

I’m really happy to see so many people I follow were super understanding of this though! Thank you for sending me this!

(Sorry it took me a bit to answer this, I was telling my mom about the whole thing. I need to share this interaction though DJSKDK

Me: Someone said Diego Luna is a MOC because he’s Mexican

Mom: *looks up Diego on google*

Mom, in complete disbelief: This guy? This is the guy they said wasn’t white?

Me: Yes

Mom: These people are crazy. Completely insane.)

#mari answers asks #captjynandor

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uncharted-constellations · 8 months

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I... Cannot stop

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kedreeva · 2 months

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OC Askbox Game

I'm avoiding writing and you probably are too, so let's at least think about our characters while we do it.

You know the drill- send me a number (ONE number, you can come back for more) and I'll answer for an OC of your choice (if you know their name) or my choice (if you don't know their name). Feel free to name some of your OCs in the tags of your reblog, if you want to be asked about them.

How did you choose their name?

Were they created for the story, or was the story created for them?

Do they have a love interest, and was that their choice or yours?

Do they have a best friend? If so, how did they meet? If not, have they ever/why never?

Did they have a pet as a child?

What catalyzed their introduction to the plot?

What attribute of them (some facet of their personality, their history, their look, or whatever etc) would you find most important to somehow preserve if they were transplanted to an AU fanfic?

If your character's financial situation were to suddenly flip (someone poor becoming rich, someone rich becoming poor, etc), how well would they handle it? What would be the first thing they would do?

If your character could have handed their role in the plot to someone else, would they have?

Free Space #1: Which of your OCs would be most likely to survive a zombie apocalypse? Which would die immediately?

Does your character have a pet peeve?

Has your character committed any crimes (per their universe's laws)? If not, which crime would your character most likely commit?

Who is your character's closest (by relation, fondness, or distance) blood relative?

How does your character feel about riding horses (or your world's closest approximation of a horse if it lacks horses)?

Is your character's first instinct fight or flight? Is there something that could force them to do the opposite?

What is your character's favorite leisure activity?

Is your character holding any grudges? Are they likely to stop?

If your character were trapped on a deserted island, what three things would they want to have with them? Which person would they absolutely hate to be trapped there with? Which person would they enjoy being trapped there with?

Does your character having any health issues, whether they're aware of them or not?

Free Space #2: Which of your OCs would you most like to meet in person, if they could become real (or you could visit them) for a day?

Final Question: Ask me your own question about my OC

Remember: play nice! Send an ask to the person you reblogged this from, and try to send a few to folks that reblog from you!

#Writing #writing games #askbox games #fic prompts #as for me I'll name a few of my OCs but feel free to ask for others if you know them #From Flight's End: Sark'an Kedreeva Cazaes Malik Aislynn Valiss Kalstralev Khelios Alyria Ciara Damalis #From The Final Pack: Osker Steve Dalton Charlie Jasper Penny Scarlet Abigail Marcus #From Korvhan's story: Korvhan Rouchelle Davis Marie #I've seen so many of these but most of them are fairly generic #I want weird answers to weird questions #Maybe I'll make another one if this one goes over well #I have a lot of weird questions

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gods-favorite-autistic · 19 days

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SO I noticed that ofc gorgug being mad at Mary Ann is hilarious

But Mary Ann LOVES mango soda… and she asked gorgug if HE was drinking mango soda…

Do you think she was actually trying to attempt to find something similar with gorgug 🥹

Oh my god absolutely 🥺 she does not wanna fight these kids she just wants to be friendly with the kids on her team and find some real connection 😭

#her and riz team up and hiss at people together 🥹#autism (mads) speaks #fantasy high #mads answers asks #fhjy #mary ann skuttle #fhjy spoilers #fantasy high junior year #dimension 20 #d20 fantasy high

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nothingtoseeherebyeexx · 2 months

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My friend put her cat in a shirt and why do I feel like Mary would do this with Pussy (will never shut up about that name)

because she would. and she’d make a post abt it.

#i LOVED this ask #also look at reggie being supportive (he likes any cat post he sees)#marauders #marauders era #mary macdonald #marauders era girls #fanart #regulus black #nothing answers

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poetrysmackdown · 9 months

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what makes a poem a poem? does it have to be written in a certain way? is this question a poem if i want it to be?

Fun question! This is just my personal sense as an avid reader and less-avid writer of poetry, but for me it’s useful to distinguish (roughly) between poetry as a genre and poetry as an attitude or philosophy through which language and the world can be understood. And of course these two go hand in hand. I see poetry the genre as essentially a type of literature where we as readers are signaled, somehow, to pay closer attention to language, to rhythm, to sound, to syntax, to images, and to meaning. That attentive posture is the “attitude” of broader poetic thinking, and while it’s most commonly applied to appreciate work that’s been written for that purpose, there’s nothing stopping us from applying that attentiveness elsewhere. Everywhere, even! That’s how you eventually end up writing poetry for yourself, after all. There’s a quote from Mary Ruefle floating around on here that a lot of folks have probably already seen, but it immediately comes to mind with this ask:

“And when you think about it, poets always want us to be moved by something, until in the end, you begin to suspect that a poet is someone who is moved by everything, who just stands in front of the world and weeps and laughs and laughs and weeps.”

Similarly, after adopting the attentive posture of poetics, there’s plenty of things that can feel or sound like a poem, even when they perhaps were not written with that purpose in mind. I’ve seen a couple of these “found poems” on here that are quite fun—this one, for example. The meaning and enjoyment you may derive from the language of a found poem isn’t any less real than that derived from a poem written for explicitly poetic purposes, so I don’t see why it shouldn’t be called poetry.

That said, I do think that if you’re going to go out and start looking for poetry everywhere, it’s still important to have a foundation in the actual language work of it all. Now, this doesn’t mean it has to be “written in a certain way” at all! But it does mean that in order to cultivate the attentiveness that’s vital to poetry, one needs to understand what makes language tick, down at its most basic levels. It will make you better at reading poetry, better at writing it, and better at spotting it out in the wild.

Mary Oliver’s A Poetry Handbook is an extraordinary resource to new writers and readers, and a great read for more experienced folks as well. Mary Oliver’s most popular poems are all to my knowledge in free verse, and yet you might be surprised to find her deep appreciation for metrical verse (patterns of stressed/unstressed syllables), as well as for the most minute devices of sound. In discussing the so-called poetry of the past, she writes,

“Acquaintance with the main body of English poetry is absolutely essential—it is the whole cake, while what has been written in the last hundred years or so, without meter, is no more than an icing. And, indeed, I do not really mean an acquaintanceship—I mean an engrossed and able affinity with metrical verse. To be without this felt sensitivity to a poem as a structure of lines and rhythmic energy and repetitive sound is to be forever less equipped, less deft than the poet who dreams of making a new thing can afford to be.”

In another section, after devoting lots of attention to the sounds at work in Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”, she writes,

“Everything transcends from the confines of its initial meaning; it is not only the transcendence in meaning but the sound of the transcendence that enables it to work. With the wrong sounds, it could not have happened.”

I hope all this helps to get across my opinion that what makes a poem a poem is not just about the author's intention, and not just about meaning (intended or attributed), but also about sound and rhythm and language and history, all coalescing into something that rises above the din of a language we would otherwise grow tired of while out in our day-to-day lives.

I'll always have more to say but I'm cutting myself off here! Thanks for the ask

#ask #discussion #does this even answer the question? lol #anyways even if you're not huge on mary oliver i still highly recommend a poetry handbook #i admit her poetry is only to my taste about 60-70% of the time. but her handbook is a great resource and can stand alone #i actually think oliver wrote a whole other book just about metrical verse too. for people who are into that #also if you're someone who's less interested in the question 'what is poetry?' and more into questions like #why is poetry? can poetry survive? what the fuck happened to poetics in the twentieth century?#i recommend the witness of poetry by czeslaw milosz #an older book—actually a collection of lectures—but an absolute game-changer for me #not a poll

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marquisdeglad · 2 months

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Alright, was Marie Atonette a bitch or was that something the French Revolutionaries made up?

Marie Antoinette was an out of touch aristocratic rich girl, who had the bad luck to be queen of France during one of the worst periods of economic inequality the country ever faced. Her biggest crimes were marrying a supremely incompetent and unpopular king, and wearing fancy, expensive dresses at lavish parties when the peasants were being taxed into starvation.

Everything else? The Jacobins and the rest of the revolutionary mob slandered her to justify killing her. They had already decided the king and queen had to die, as they were symbols of the oppressive monarchy the Revolution overthrew, but they needed to make it look good to the population.

You have to remember - the peasantry and lower classes of France were legitimately suffering and oppressed, both economically and legally. But the Jacobins were bloodthirsty maniacs, led by a man who was called "The Incorruptible" because his fanaticism was unwavering.

So, was Marie Antoinette a good person? Who knows. She was incredibly privileged in a time when many had nothing. She was hated by many. She was vilified by the propaganda machine of one of the most fanatically violent revolutionary parties in human history. She was demonstrably out of touch. She was obviously in over her head.

Her last words were to apologize to the the executioner for accidentally stepping on his foot as she climbed into the guillotine.

#asked and answered #Marie Antoinette #the french revolution #dualcoindiety #meaningless ramblings of the marquis

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foolsocracy · 4 months

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i love your spidey robbie :3

thank you!! heres some more doodles of him :]

#i would have answered this sooo much earlier but i wanted to draw more of him lol #the silly #and by silly i mean tragic heartrenching character #love u robbie sorry i put u into the horrors machine #asks #my art #spider noir #spiderman noir #spider robbie au #ill make that a tag #milimeters-morales #spider-man noir #god so many of the same tags #marvel #robbie robertson #peter benjamin parker #mary jane watson #yuuup the triple threat all in one post

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wileys-russo · 1 month

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Can’t share it but look at Toni Duggan’s IG story. LOOK AT MARY. The arms, the biceps, the tongue???? The legs????? The amount of unholy things I am thinking right now. Wowo.

so real

#woso #woso community #mary earps #answered asks

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newtonsheffield · 1 month

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Molly, I loved little princess bean Katie and Lady Mary with Dilf daddy King Sharma 😍 we need more. How did they meet? Did Katie catch Mary sleeping in Dilf King Sharma bed? I need to know!! please 🙏

Oh they’re super sweet.

Once upon a time, Mary was only Lady Mary Sheffield, the Earl of Sheffield’s daughter and Tharman was only His Royal Highness, Tharman, Crown Prince. And He had a very sweet daughter.

“Now, I’ve arranged for you to sit next to the Prince at dinner.”

Mary stared at her mother as they sat in the back of the car weaving through traffic. “How, and more importantly; Why?”

Her mother waved her hand. “I made a donation to this… whatever this charity is.”

“A children’s hospital? You know, sick children.”

“Don’t be so…snippy tonight.” Her mother sighed, “Mary, please. Please don’t be sarcastic tonight.”

“So… don’t be myself?” Mary asked, eyebrows raised. “I’m to sit next to the Crown Prince for some… ungodly reason and… become mute.”

“Oh don’t be dense.” Her mother scoffed, “He’s had long enough. It’s high time he married again and you, if you would put in just a modicum of effort; would be perfect.”

“He’s had long enough?!” Mary squawked, a little horrified, “Mama, his wife died from complications after childbirth. I think he’s allowed to grieve.”

“Oh, is that what you’re worried about?!” Her mother rolled her eyes, “Darling, you could ship the girl off to boarding school by the time you’re actually married. And I’m sure they have people who would take care of her in the meantime.”

Mary knew that all too well. She’d spent an entire childhood of her own with no one but a nanny for company, her parents sometimes not even in the same country. So lonely.

Mary gaped at her mother, “What are you-?! I can’t believe you.”

“You’re quite pretty when you smile. Just flirt with him a little, one thing can lead to another. A little pregnancy scare in a few months and-“

“I’m not sitting beside him!” The car pulled up to the venue and Mary slipped out as soon as she could, desperate to slip away but her mother caught her by the arm, her nails digging in.

“You are going to. You can’t not. How would that look?”

Her mother was right. She could hardly refuse to sit beside the prince without it looking like a slight but all she felt in the pit of her stomach was dread. Dread that increased with every step she took.

She could feel her mother’s eyes boring in to her from three tables away as they waited for the prince to arrive, Mary already in her seat. He’d become a bit of a recluse truly, in the four years since his wife had passed away. Appearing at events and leaving as soon as would have been appropriate. She’d seen him quite a few times at a distance, though they’d never been introduced and as she stood, waiting for him to make his way across the room.

He was handsome, up close. She realised as he inclined his head to everyone at the table and his eyes fell on her. His jaw sharp and his eyes kind, his thick, dark hair curling over his brow. So handsome that she fumbled a little as she curtsied and she could nearly hear her mother cursing across the room.

“Please, please. Everyone sit.” He smiled, “I’m sorry I’m so late. A little Princess was telling me all the reasons why I should take her to the toy store tomorrow.”

Everyone let out a polite chuckle as they settled into their seats and mary did the same, feeling a little wooden. Avoiding her mother’s piercing gaze. She could hardly focus on anything as the dinner started, staring at her glass of water as conversation started around her.

“Is everything alright?”

His voice was warm, close to her ear and it startled her, the gentleness in it. She let her eyes slide to his and a lump appeared in her throat at the gentle concern colouring his face.

“Of course, your highness.”

His eyes slid to her name card, “I’m sorry I’m not better company, Lady Mary. I’d be very happy to trade places.”

Mary breathed a sighed imaging her mother’s furious face. “Lord, please don’t do that.”

“I’m very happy for you to choose the topic of conversation then. I’ll admit I’m a poor conversationalist these days. I spend most of my time with a four year old. Well, she will be soon.”

There was something so sweet in that. In the way his eyes lit up as he spoke about his daughter and his smile grew brighter. And it made her brave.

She cleared her throat, smiling as she took a sip of her wine. “Are we acquainted enough that I could ask you for a favour?”

His eyes widened but he leaned in, smiling bemusedly, “Well we’ve known one another a full minute. I have to imagine we are.”

“No matter what I do tonight, can you pretend to be very uninterested in me?”

“Do you want me to be uninterested in you?”

“I want my mother to think you are.”

“Ah.” He gave her a tight smile. “I see.”

He cleared his throat, making a great show of leaning away from her. “I’m sorry, Lady Mary, I disagree!”

She bit back a smile, “Maybe a little too dramatic.”

He winked at her quickly before he turned away completely, nudging his elbow until her hand rested on it and it looked for all the world as though she was desperately trying to get his attention.

“Did you try, Mary?” Her mother tutted as they left. “Did you actually try?!”

“I did, Mother.” She said sighing, “I’m not sure what you wanted me to do? Take my dress off and sit in his lap?”

Her mother stood stone faced. “You aren’t anywhere near as amusing as you think.”

“Maybe not, but I am going home.”

“Fine. You’re useless to me anyway.”

Mary sighed as she turned away, trying not to let it sting as she made her way down the steps towards her waiting car. She was almost there when she heard a voice call out.

“Are we safe?”

She started at the sound of his voice and turned to see him waiting for her, grinning a slightly lopsided smile that made her heart skip.

“Ah well, she’s deemed me useless and sent me home.” Mary chuckled, “She continues to think I’m a disappointment so… I’d have to say quite the win tonight.”

His laughter was a bemused, warm little thing and she had the oddest impression that it had made its way into her chest. “I’m always glad to be of assistance, Lady Mary.”

“Very gallant of you, Your Highness.”

He really was very handsome as he smiled at her in the moonlight, dimples on his cheeks. He paused for a moment, “Can I… ask you a question?”

“I think we’re past that point. Surely.”

“Why? Why did you…? Many women might have behaved differently and I just… Why?”

Mary sighed, honesty spilling out of her. “If I give my mother this… it would never be enough. I will never be enough for her. And it doesn’t seem fair for you to be drawn into all that.”

He gave her a sad smile, leaning in closer. “Then I’m afraid to say it but your mother’s an idiot.”

Surprised laughter burst out of her and she loved the way his smile grew at the sound of it.

“Then it’s not because you’re seeing someone else?”

Her heart stuttered. “I’m not but…”

“Lady Mary I wondered if you’d like to have dinner with me. No one would have to know. I only… It’s been a long time since I enjoyed myself at one of these things and I… I’d like to get to know you.”

She stared at him, a little in shock but the answer came without much thought. “I think I’d like that as well.”

It was a nearly two months later, when she woke up warm in his bed, his chest warm behind her before she slipped out of it. Throwing the shirt she’d slipped off his shoulders last night back over her as she padded towards the kitchen.

His sister had taken Kate out the night before, she’d bring her back this afternoon and something ached in her chest, something anxious at what they’d been dancing around. Her meeting his daughter.

He loved his daughter. That much was obvious. From the way he spoke about her and the fact that his study was covered in scrawled pictures in bright green crayon. The greatest gift of his life, he called her, with so much warmth that a lump grew in Mary’s throat now just thinking about it as she opened the fridge. There was another, bigger kitchen, Mary knew, where professional chefs toiled away but this was for the family alone, so they didn’t have to bother the staff over tiny little things. Hunger gnawed at her stomach and she was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she almost didn’t hear it.

“Who are you?!”

“Fuck!” Mary squawked in surprise, letting out a screech as she dropped the jug of orange juice she’d just lifted off the shelf, the glass smashing on the floor at her feet as she whirled around.

A tiny girl was standing in the door way still in her pyjamas, fluffy slippers on her feet. She had Tharman’s thick, curly hair that cascaded down her shoulders, his little twin as she stared adorably up at Mary, tapping her foot.

“My Appa says that’s a naughty word.”

“I’m… I’m so sorry.” Mary gasped as footsteps sounded in the hallway, Tharman rushing in.

He was only in his boxers his hair disheveled from sleep and the way Mary’s hands had run through with her legs over his shoulders and his jaw fell open at the sight in front of him. Mary, naked but for his shirt. His daughter, confused. Juice, all over the floor.

“Kate, Peanut.” Tharman said finally, picking her up and settling her on his hip with an apologetic look at Mary. “Auntie Im was supposed to drop you off later.”

“Granny said she needed her.” Kate chirped still staring at Mary, who could hardly breathe. “Where are her pyjamas?”

Mary wanted to fall through the ground, truth be told, trying to tug the shirt further down her thighs. “I… left them at home.”

Tharman smirked a little looking up at the ceiling before he sighed. “Kate, remember how we spoke about how sometimes Men and women have special friends?”

Kate nodded, resting her chin on her father’s shoulder. “Then they get married sometimes.”

“Sometimes.” Tharman said quickly, “Well, this is Mary and she’s Appa’s special friend. Can you say Hello?”

Kate smiled at her, a cheeky little grin as she reached out her hand for Mary to shake, “I’m Kate.”

Mary’s heart fluttered as she held her hand out to take Kate’s tiny one in hers. “It’s nice to meet you kate. Your Appa’s told me so much about you.”

Kate looked suspicious, “Appa is silly.”

“Appa’s very silly.” Tharman huffed in agreement, kissing his daughter’s temple.

“Are you going to stay with us today?”

Mary looked at Tharman who smiled encouragingly before she nodded, “If that’s okay with you.”

“Mary might be around here a lot from now on, peanut.”

Kate looked between them slowly, her lips pouting. “Mary can you read?”

Mary bit back a laugh, “I can read, yes.”

“Can you do voices? Appa’s bad at them.”

“I can… try.”

Kate patted her father’s head in a sign to let her down and she tugged Mary’s hand forward dragging her out of the kitchen, calling back to her father. “Mary and me are going to get books and toys Appa!”

Tharman kissed Mary’s cheek quickly as she passed sighing as they left “I guess I’ll clean up the juice then.”

And when she sat on the floor with Kate on her lap and Tharman across from her it was shard not to feel as though this was the start of their little family. Even if no one else knew yet.

#head on the pillow au #kate sharma #kate sheffield #mary x Tharman #papa sharma remains a DILF #mary sharma #molly’s asks and answers

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rebeljyn · 6 months

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Hi there! This gifset is just INSANELY gorgeous and I was wondering if would be willing to share how you colored it/did the effects? 733380222478663680/my-favorite-din-djarin-quotes-the-mandalorian Thank you so much!!! (I literally can’t stop looking at ahahaha) 🩷

Thank you so much! And of course! I'll try to explain it as well as I can, so here's a tutorial for how to get a gif to look like this:

1 . Turn your gif into a Smart Object:

Do this after you've already set the frame delay of your gif. Click on Convert Frame Animation at the bottom left of the Timeline panel, select all your layers, righ-click on the layers and then select Convert to Smart Object. It'll look like this on your layers panel:

In my case I sharpened the gif after turning it into a Smart Objetct as well.

2 . Duplicating the gif:

Copy your gif layer and separate both into different Groups. After doing that, change the top Group's Blending Mode to Lighten:

You can keep the bottom Group as Normal or Pass Through, it won't affect anything unless you want to put more stuff underneath it.

3 . Coloring

For coloring what you'll do is create a Gradient Map Layer(Layer>New Adjustment Layer>Gradient Map) for each of these gif layers inside their separate Groups, one of them will be just black and white and the second one will have the colors we want to bleed through(you can experiment with this but I like to put black and white at each end of the Gradient and then the colors in the middle), which one is on top doesn't matter.

For this gifset these are the Gradient Maps I used:

Beyond that, it depends on the gif, you'll have to lighten or darken the values of each gif layer to make sure it's all visible and also to control how much of the colorful layer you want to show up in your gif. If you make the layer affected by the B&W gradient lighter less of the colorful layer shows, if you make it darker more color shows.

4. Blur Galery

Click on the gif layer you're using as the colorful one, then click on Path Blur(Filter>Blur Galery>Path Blur). It'll open up some options(picture on the left). You'll change Basic Blur to Rear Sync Flash and change the Speed to make the effect stronger(picture on the right). I personally use either 300% or 400% depending on the gif:

It'll also show an arrow on top of your image, you can move it around to change the direction of the effect however you think suits it best:

5 . Nudge it over a bit

After that's all done I like to move one of the layers a bit to the side to make it look a bit more "glitchy" and create some colorful lines around the edges, as you can see here on the right on Din's helmet and pauldron:

6 . Save your gif!

Export your gif with whatever specifications you like best and you're done!

THE END

I hope this helped! if you have any questions feel free to ask and I'll explain whatever you need!

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