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trulycraic · 8 months
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I just wanted to start something so I’m starting this clothing thing and I’m actually happy
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balluprojects · 5 months
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when adaptation is key bubblove bath going on a canvas *.*
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areyoumissingpieces · 7 months
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Are you missing pieces? I know that I am. I am already embarrassed even attempting to blog away the confusion and frustration I've felt. Who knows, maybe by the end of this I will have sorted something out for myself. Maybe even have a contribution to this crazy planet, or help someone else out there struggling. Even one person would be so wonderful for my heart.
Creativity is frustrating. I’ve tried being creative in many mediums and have had little success, lots of heart break yet I am resilient for some reason and am still exploring more mediums in which to work.
Maybe with a little luck and some thoughts written out I can find that missing piece or missing pieces I've been looking for.
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girlb3hindth3scr33n · 8 months
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Why are Beginnings so Difficult?
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tired-c0rvid · 9 months
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Hey y’all I know it’s been a bit but I just started a analogue horror side blog if you’d like to follow it’s “metzli-photography” if your sensitive to derealization or horror topics I don’t recommend so far there’s nothing scary /srs
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icecreambeach · 1 year
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a good thing to keep in mind while you're starting out on any kind of new venture is that most people, most often, will recognize the purity behind your attempt. you might lack experience and the skills that come with it, but when you make something that you love, people can feel it. and they will often be generous towards you because of it. the vibes translate no matter what.
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lola-mae · 2 years
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you guys want to know something? summer classes kinda suck. you think you get a break cause it’s summer but this isn’t high school. there are no breaks.
now don’t get me wrong, it comes with a TON more freedom, but i also just want a break.
so i’m considering writing. i don’t really know what about. that’s kind of where i need help. if anyone wants to read something specific or just has ideas that they want to see brought to life, let me know!
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daggos · 1 month
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Hazbin hotel :D
These are just some hc of a moth reader's 'interactions' with Val. Das all.
I got this finished earlier today but wanted to post the other first so this might have made a little sense in some strange way. Anyway. @ourmurdermassiah
The True Virgin Tiger Moth (intro)
Reader is in hell for poisoning their (abusive) s/o(and many others)
Reader looks nearly identical to Val, only difference is the eye color and even then, it's a hue off
Surprisingly Christian. Christian conservative. Will read Bible verses to a demon if they start pissing Reader off
Runs a bakery
Routinely steals Val's clothes, just cause
Impersonates Val to steal more of his clothes
Ruins his reputation, again, just cause
Has never actually met face to face with Val
Reader is going to help at the "happy" hotel
Will likely give Angel a panic attack. Or make him angry
Someone will cause tears from the reader. There is no stopping it
Reader is religiously abstinence. Aka, Reader is a virgin.
Reader very much does not like touch
Reader gets along with Rosie and Alastor after they realize that "This isn't Val, this is someone better :D"
Charlie feels bad for Reader for yelling
The first thing you see is red.. everything.. Red sky, red building, red.. people? Your attention is quickly directed to some of the first off-color in this place.
A neon green sign that reads, "Welcome to Hell!" with some letters flickering like the light bulbs haven't been changed in years. The sign seemed to be the only clear thing you could see. Your vision felt as if you were looking through frosted glass.
You attempt to prop yourself up with seemingly extra weight on your sides. When you gaze down, there lies an extra set of arms. You quickly rush over to find some sort of reflective surface, which you find rather difficult with the new, retched sight.
You manage to feel around for a window, finding a rather tall, stylish looking moth staring back. Purple skin, large, pointed teeth, a single gold tooth on the right side of your face.
You collect yourself quickly. You knew you were going to hell after all. You had murdered many. Mainly your horrid s/o, may God rest his soul.
You look down to "see" your bottom set of hands move to a rather obvious praying position, hands clasped in front of you. You couldn't seem to move them apart even if you wanted to. They were out of the way now, so you didn't mind.
As you make your way down the sidewalk, curious about what is here (smiling all the while), you watch people quickly rushing around (running away from you), hearing every now and again a loud bang with a chorus of screams.
"Everyone is so lively here!" you hum to yourself.
You "look" around for a bit longer before carefully making your way to what seemed to be a clothing store if you were to guess.
Before you get the chance to go inside, a flyer flew against your leg. When you manage to catch it, you see that it looks to be advertising some sort of building? You have to look incredibly close to the poster, clutching the edges of it and squinting your eyes in an attempt to clear your vision (unknowing of the worry everyone around you has for the poor soul that made the poster).
It seems to be requesting... something... for the- "Mappy Motel"? "Hally Halol"? You smack yourself, laughing lightly, when you realize how close you were the first time.
While the name was still rather strange to you for Hell, "Happy Hotel" makes more sense than the others.
You pocket the poster for later when you have a better understanding of what is around you. And with that, you stroll into the store next to you.
You make your way up to a counter swiftly despite your sight disadvantage, and before you can even raise your hand to request some services, a group of three rush over to you.
"Everything is ready for you, sir," one mumbled. "Sir"? You had only just arrived, and you were getting honorifics? Granted, the wrong ones, but they were clearly helping YOU, so, what were you to do?
Accept whatever help they give, obviously.
They were quick to hand you a pair of glasses that honestly didn't seem like they'd do much, but to humor them, you took a look through them. And goodness, were you glad you did.
It was as if someone had finally turned on the defrost for the frosted windshield. You could see!
You couldn't celebrate first too long as quickly after, a coat was moved onto your shoulders. Or, at least, they tried to. It was now that you realized just how tall you are now.
To try to help, you bend down a little, but that seemed to startle them for some reason. You don't get the chance to apologize before a rather large hat is placed on your head, and they back away with a quick bow.
You smile again and swiftly turn to leave. You aren't sure what all just happened and want to leave before anything else occurs to make it feel like you shouldn't be there. You give a quick thanks and exit out the door.
It's after the door is shut, and you have already walked a ways down the street before you remember the flyer you found. With your new sight, you retrieve it and get to reading.
You skim through it, finding many strange colors that look like they wouldn't work well together, but the thought was nice. The flyer explains that there is a hotel on the edge of the "pride ring" that is accepting all who wish to be redeemed.
You look at it for a long moment, a mental debate before you make your decision.
You have no interest in being redeemed, but you have no issue in helping others who may want it. And so, you head over to one of the few who are left around you. They seemed to be a humanoid lizard, somehow seeming weak in your eyes.
"Excuse me? Do you have a moment?" You wave at him, catching his attention easily. He looks around before pointing to himself in a confused manner. "Yes! You!" He gains a fearful look. What for?
You make it over to him and show him the flyer. "Do you know where I can find this hotel?"
He points a shaky finger over to a tall building in the distance. It looks run down but definitely has potential. You give the man a nod of thanks and begin walking.
First day in Hell, and somehow, you can't wait for the next. You get the feeling this is gonna be fun.
And.. why do you feel like someone is cursing you out?
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sam-moontiger · 4 months
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So... I started going swimming yesterday as I have to do it for my physical and mental health... my doctor gave me some lecture on how my back will be affected by my work if I don't do any workouts... I had to overcome my inneren Schweinehund, as I put it off for some months now... but... as soon as I swam the first length, I felt better. I'm not a jogging person, not a big fan of the gym, but I like horses and swimming. Horse riding is not an option at the moment, even though it would be perfect for my back and posture, so swimming it was. And it was the right decision. For now it will be twice a week and I am already excited for the next time. 🥰
If you are struggling with starting something new or implementing a new routine in your life: That's okay. Taking the first step is hard. Take your time. 😊
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myglassisrefillable · 4 months
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being neighborly
They say that when starting a new venture in life, one should always introduce themselves. This give your first impression to people.
I thought about starting a blog a few times in the last couple years. I even wanted to start a podcast but I have no privacy in my home in order to record my shows.
My adopted brother really pushed me to actually start this blog. I always feel that we can always learn new things. I am also reading things in different places. Tid bits of advice somewhere, what your history books didn't teach you, even toilet humor, and home remedies.
I am also told I have a different point of view of things and think way outside the box giving new perspective on things. I am an artist and crafty, so this may have something to do with thinking outside the box. I try to look at things in both perspectives also. There is always 2 sides to a story, I see one side but what is in the background of the other side?
My hope for this blog is to enlighten, educate, and share with the world my experiences, fails, triumphs, passion, and knowledge. They say knowledge is power, so let me empower you all with what knowledge I have on different subjects.
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bunnybabes-world · 6 months
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Hi! I'm Bunny and I like to write a variety of things with several characters I have created! Typically I put these ideas in my notes but I thought that maybe other people would enjoy the random creativity or maybe even have some tips for me to improve!
I would like to note, some of my ideas are heavily inspired by other forms of media and I'll typically point that out in the beginning because I love giving credit to those who have inspired my work and creativity! I'll most likely post an introductory to my main OC, she'll be the character I use most often as I have built her up over the course of my life!
I hope you guys enjoy my writing as much as I enjoy writing in on its own!
♡♡
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trulycraic · 8 months
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I’m slowly starting this online clothing stores 🥳 @/SHIELDBYJEMMA
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inkskinned · 9 months
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so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.
first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.
it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.
and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.
you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.
and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.
your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.
in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.
in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.
so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.
you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.
once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.
and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"
you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?
hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!
you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.
we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?
#where's the word woman in this u might wonder if u suck#good news i am nonbinary and have a uterus so that is something that can happen#im also gender fluid tho which means im immune to certain psychic damage bc if u call me a woman i'll be like <3 okay <3#writeblr#the tightrope of ''ppl need access to this''#and like also#''what the fuck is going on over there'' is like. so difficult as an activist#i was <3 punctured <3 during mine#and almost bled out on the table :) they didn't have anyone standing by bc it's ''just a little insertion''#so i started crashing and i vaguely remember apologizing for the fuss as i heard my heart rate monitor start going <3 tachycardic <3#she wasn't even a bad doctor tbh#ps btw the reason i even HAD a heart monitor is that i have a genuine heart condition and they knew GOING IN that there was a chance#i'd crash on the table#like my heart just likes to do fun little tricks and <3 stop working <3 (i do not want to discuss the specifics ty i am okay im ontop of it#and they were like 'oh u will be fine' and then she did do a puncture thru my uterus . pop!#and im sitting there dizzy and feeling my heartrate start to drop bc it feels almost. beautiful. like. the whole ground just#woosh! out from under you. and shit is like grey's anatomy. i'm looking up at her grey eyes#she's old she wears this nice shawl she's like got Cool Lesbian vibes and people are sprinting into the room#from other parts of the clinic unrelated to me. while the monitor is like a little aria singing#and shes like hey youre okay stay awake stay with me something went wrong we have to keep trying#and i remember thinking - i was trying to think of nice things. i have so many beautiful places that now overlap#with this terrible memory#i became dimly aware that there was too much on her wrists and hands. like#that was too many liters#and then when they had finished all this. i packed up and drove myself home#i have had (bad thing) happen to me. and the same feeling happened after#that numb almost lamblike bleating. you cry without noise. like. ur body is so shocked and ur mind so empty#you just stare at the road and everything everything is happening behind glass and static and you are standing so far away from it#while you hold ur hands at 10 and 2. and something in ur brain is SCREAMING at you - IT WAS BAD AND IT SHOULDNT HAVE HAPPENED#and ur just watching the alarms in your body going off and youre thinking. a little pinch! ha. i think i just lost something important.
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nerdpoe · 6 months
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Danny, after going on a walk through the Ghost Zone, comes across a very friendly couple who quasi-adopt him.
They're super cool, too!
They used to be a part of a traveling circus, and they know how to do all sorts of neat tricks and flips and they teach him how to do them too!
Honestly, with their help his flying becomes next level; they forced him to obey gravity long enough to learn how to ignore it without using his abilities, and as such he gets a greater understanding of how to maneuver through it.
So when his Freshman class goes to Gotham on a field trip (scare tactic to prevent them from becoming drop outs because "oh if you drop out you'll resort to being a thug and you'll be trapped in this cursed city foreverrrrrr ooooooooo~") Danny decides to show off to Sam and Tucker in a small park.
He does a quadruple flip off of a wall he ran up.
Barbara stares in disbelief through her cameras.
That.
That shouldn't be possible?
She calls Dick to ask if he had any siblings or cousins he wasn't aware of.
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thewriterandartist · 1 year
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So! Recently had this neat idea to start making maps for commissions, so if you happen to run across this post please like and share if you can!!! I hope this reaches a few people :)
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zan-xhipe · 1 year
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First draft of channel plan:
Create a new account on my computer.
From a fresh Ubuntu install, use the built in screenshot tool.
Research best screenshot/screen recorder tool. Taking screenshots all the time.
Install all the most promising tools.
Research best video editing software.
Install the most promising tools. For each install use a different screenshoting tool to capture the process.
Pick a favourite screenshot tool.
Uninstall all the other screenshot tools.
Edit together all the screenshots. Use a different editor for each set of screenshots.
Pick a favourite editing tool.
Uninstall all the others.
Edit the videos from each tool into once video.
No voiceover yet. Just show text in the default text editor too explain what is happening.
Use YouTube royalty free music.
Upload to YouTube.
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