#keep posting keep reblogging keep boosting

[pearlparty]

Distraction

Note to self: never ask for a spot ever again.  Just die like a woman when you drop the bar. 

Pairing: Austin x Reader (no use of y/n)

Summary: Austin teases you at the gym and you get distracted from your workout.

Warnings: Language, innuendo, flirting, established relationship

Word Count: 2075 ish

Note: Breaking another impromptu indefinite hiatus to post lol. Based on this post/reblog to cure writer’s block. Lol I wrote this in like a day and a half and in an airport so take that for what you will. I just really like men sweating and grunting I’m sorry. Feedback is a writer’s life blood, so please tell me what sucks about this so I can improve!!

Austin had always gone to the gym with you. You’d go together, but usually stayed in your own lanes doing your own workouts, and then leave together.  The routine allowed some space to breathe and work individually—do things separately together. It happened organically for one reason: different desired routines. And that’s how it stayed for weeks, leaving each of you satisfied at the end of the hour and a half.

Today provided another reason for why separate workout routines proved more effective than working together. 

You’d walked in with the intention of setting a personal record on the squat rack.  You’d been working your way up for weeks.  Maybe you truly felt prepared to lift it, or perhaps it was the extra zing that the pre-workout put in your step, but either way you stepped up to the rack prepared to put your legs to the test.  The cute dark blue crop and legging combo probably gave you an extra boost, too. It did make your ass look good, after all, and that little “I’m sexy and I know it” boost worked like magic for motivation. 

Unfortunately, you didn’t see the way Austin’s eyes lingered a little too long when you put your jacket and bag into the locker. Maybe if you’d seen his eyes darken, you’d have caught onto his little game instead of being taken by surprise. 

Still, before you parted ways at the locker, you couldn’t help but admire the curves of his bare shoulders beneath his muscle tee. Such fond memories of those shoulders and the weights they occasionally carried: your niece when you went to the park weeks ago, the heavy cement bag for your parents’ backyard, your thighs—

You shook the thought from your head, and moved to the track to warm up. You’d moved closer to the weight section to do some warm up Bulgarian Split Squats when Austin called you over to his spot at one of the benches. 

“Babe,” he called out, “can I get a spot real quick?” The question fazed you a moment; he rarely asked for a spot, but you supposed that the empty gym deprived him of many other options. 

“Yeah,” you chirped as you rose from the mat. “Yeah, sure.” 

Austin positioned himself on the bench and prepped for his heavy set. You couldn't help but admire the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin, the determination etched on his face as he focused on the task at hand. The veins in his hands and forearms seemed to pulse as he gripped the bar, and a small part of you wished they were wrapped around your neck—

"Ready, babe?" His voice snapped you out of your reverie, and you quickly positioned herself at the end of the bench, ready to spot him. You cleared your throat. 

"Ready," you replied as you braced yourself for the weight that was about to come crashing down. He grinned but didn’t say anything. 

As Austin began his set, your eyes were drawn to the flex of his muscles, the strain evident in every movement. You couldn't tear your gaze away, mesmerized by the raw power and intensity he exuded with each repetition.

With each huff and grunt that escaped Austin’s lips, you felt a flush of heat rise to your cheeks. You tried to focus on the task at hand, on keeping him safe as he pushed himself to his limits, but you couldn't shake the feeling of arousal that pulsed through your veins.

As Austin finished his set and racked the bar, he flashed you a grin, his chest heaving with exertion. He rose from the bench breathing heavy, sweat dotting his brow. 

“Thank you, baby,” he murmured with a breath, voice low and husky as he gently pinched your chin between his thumb and knuckle. 

Your heart fluttered at the sight of him, mind filled with images of his sweaty body entwined in passion with yours. You swallowed hard, trying to push aside the thoughts that threatened to consume your mind you helped Austin re-rack the weights.

"Anytime," you replied, voice barely convincing nonchalance as you tried to quell the desire that burned within your chest—a desire slowly spreading throughout your extremities and to your lower belly. "Anytime." 

Walking back to your mat, your mind swirled with overwhelming amounts of filthy thoughts, and the reps got increasingly hard to count (which ended up being fine because working to failure is good for growth, but still). Those damn grunts? Every huff and breath of exertion? The small whimper that escaped his lips when he struggled momentarily to get the bar up on the last rep? All played on a continuous, horny loop in your head as you spent the next few minutes finishing the exercises before your squats. 

His damn blue muscle tee, his damn cap that couldn’t cover his pretty curls at the back of his head, his damn gray joggers, his damn water dripping down his chin as he chugged from his water bottle after a couple of sets on the lat pulldown machine that made his damn muscles flex and sweat collect on his damn collarbones. Damn him damn him damn him.  

A trip the the gym had supposed to clear your mind, not fill it with insufferable horny thoughts. How were you supposed to focus on the movements properly when he walked around looking like that?

And now you needed him to spot you during your squats. Lovely.

His gaze wandered to you in the mirror as he took another gulp of water. You waved him over.

He adjusted his earbuds and wiped his chin with the collar of his shirt as he approached you. “Hey, gorgeous. Need a spot?” Was his voice always so deep? I must be ovulating because this is not normal.  

“If you’re not busy? I wanna beat my record from a couple weeks ago,” you answered. 

“New PR, baby!” he whooped, clapping his hands together once to try to hype you up.  He likely mistook your distraction for nerves. Hell, you wished it was, not an aching need that pulled your attention away from your workout.

A nervous laugh left your chest, suddenly rather timid at the prospect of him being so close while you were trying to lift something seriously heavy.  You turned to face the mirror behind the rack—turn away from him directly but still see him behind you in the reflection.  Had you seriously never appreciated how he dwarfed you before?

Okay, enough, focus on the damn lift you horny simpleton, the sane part of your mind berated.  You pushed the thoughts aside and stepped under the bar.

“Ready?”  you tossed over your shoulder to him as he stood a few feet back.  

“You got this,” he affirmed.  You took a breath and lifted the bar off the rack and stepped back.  Austin put a close but reasonable distance between the two of you and looped his arms under yours, prepared to pull you back if you were to fall forward.  

Another breath, and then you went down.  Austin followed your movements and you let out a puff of air as you tried to push yourself back to the top.  

“C’mon, you got it,” he gently coaxed from behind you.  It wasn’t the typical motivating voice he used in the gym.  No, it was much softer, teetering on the edge of something—well, you weren’t sure you wanted to find out or you’d surely drop the bar and hurt both you and him.  If you hadn’t been balancing over 200lbs on your shoulders, you might have shot him a wide eyed look.  You came to the top of the position.  “Alright, that’s one.  Just seven more.”  His voice seemed to have some extra smoke in it today.  

A flush of warmth spread through your torso, tingling in your extremities that had no connection to the exertion of the second rep. His words lit a fire, spurring you on as you sank into the third. 

“Doin’ so good,” Austin murmured, his hot breath fanning down your neck. “Just like that.” 

Fuck off fuck off fuck off you hot bastard. He was doing it on purpose. Whether it was to get a rise out of you or provide some extra motivation, you didn’t know.

Down.  Up. Four. Focus. Five.

“You’re killing it. Just focus on that form.” You could have sworn his hand brushed the side of your waist. 

Six. A breath. Seven. The burn in your quads nearly made you question whether you could do another rep. You hissed out a sharp breath and braced yourself, legs wavering at the top of the rep for only a second. 

“Nearly there,” Austin continued, the same salacious insinuation lining his words. “Can ya gimme one more, baby?” 

A thrill shot down your spine, and your breath caught in your throat.  Damn him.

You finished the set, legs trembling slightly as you stepped back to re-rack the bar with a huff. You set your hands on your hips to suck in a well deserved breath. A stupid smile graced your lips as you realized that you’d accomplished your goal despite Austin’s distracting encouragement.  The burn in your legs slowly turned to a sweet jelly-like sensation. 

Austin approached the rack, going around to meet you toward the front, a smirk lining his perfect lips. “Feeling good?”

You nearly rolled your eyes at his double-entendre. “Yeah,” you snorted, as you stepped around to meet him. “Feelin’ grea—“ You stumbled, the jelly in your legs making your knees fold momentarily. 

Right into his strong arms. 

“Woah, now,” he chuckled, pulling you back up with his hands firmly on your back and ribs. “Careful there, Bambi.” That time, you did roll your eyes with a laugh as you steadied yourself once more, but not pulling away from him yet. “Don't hurt yourself.” 

“Oh please,” you flicked the brim of his hat, “I’m canceling my membership; you are too damn distracting.” You giggled as you pushed him away to walk to the equipment spray, throwing a little extra sway in your hips as you strutted away. The jig was up; no sense in trying to focus on something when it would all be for naught. You wanted to play this out. 

“Is that right?” He cocked an eyebrow, that permanent smirk etched onto his face. “So you didn’t like my extra motivation, hm?” He gripped the brim of his cap and flipped it around, giving you a more than adequate view of his triceps and biceps as he pressed it down in the back. You sucked in a breath. He knew how much you liked it when he put his hat on backwards.

“I blame the endorphins. I’m taking my business elsewhere so I can actually focus,” you quipped. You stepped to the rack, deliberately putting it between you and him as you sprayed down the bar.

“Hm. That’s fair, I guess.” He moved in closer, placing his hands on either side of the rack and leaning over the bar, his voice low and suggestive, “Guess we’ll just have to find other ways to work out together then.”

You cocked an eyebrow, allowing yourself a moment to shamelessly look him up and down as the tip of your tongue wet your bottom lip before you pulled it between your teeth. Your delicate fingers curled around the bar as you rested your chin on it. The smell of his sweat mixed with his cologne and nearly made your knees weak again. You tapped your right toe behind your left heel, enjoying his proximity and the innuendo in the air.

You hummed as the tension crackled between the two of you. “Whatayasay we cut this strength session short and go home for some cardio?”

His eyebrows raised and he chewed the inside of his cheek, glancing dangerously down to your lips. A low hum resonated in his chest. “I like the sound of that.” 

He shortened the distance between you, tantalizing movements to tempt you closer to his lips. And then, “Meet ya by the treadmills, baby,” he teased with a wink and then pulled away. 

—

And that’s how you figured out that if you worked out with Austin, you’d end up horny and skip the workout for another sweaty activity.

tag: @mrsniallhoran505

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[27-moons]

Tasneem’s fundraiser, to escape the horrors of war in Sudan, has been up for over two months and at the time of me writing this she has only received £1, 597 of her very small goal of £2,500. I’m counting on all of us to spread this fundraiser everywhere and to donate even £3-£5. If thousands of us give this amount she will be able to reach safety and security. For Tasneem donate and share! Thank you!

When sharing use these hashtags in order to spread it far. 🇸🇩♥️🇸🇩♥️🇸🇩

#Keep Eyes On Sudan #Sudan #Mutual Aid #Single Boost

#when i make these posts for palestinians they reach thousands of notes #im counting on us to do the same for tasneem in sudan #keep eyes on sudan #sudan #mutual aid #signal boost #ramadan #war in sudan #DONATE #SHARE #REBLOG #SHARE WITH FRIENDS

[ladyimaginarium]

Okay so I'm& revitalizing this again.

Hi, my& name's Arcana& / Angel&, and I& am the core / host / singletsona of The Imaginarians Galaxy. If you want to help support a local queer, trans, nonbinary, genderfluid, intersex, mspec, aspec, autistic, disabled, neurodivergent, hoh, chronically ill, psychotic spoonie witch two spirited mixed native and ashkenazi jewish bodied multigenic DID system who's an aspiring activist, fashion model, voice & film actrex, ASMRtist, youtuber/vtuber, polyglot & writer, it'd be greatly appreciated.

This month is Pride Month & Indigenous History Month so please support our indigenous turtle island communities, know who's land you're on and support queer indigenous turtle islander creators, & on top of that, July 13th is also my& birthday & July is also Disability Pride Month & Queer Wrath Month !! I& just find it's funny how white queers get all this support & clout, but the minute a queer Native Jew asks for any kind of mutual assistance, it's like cricket noises, but anyway, here I& go again, I'm& putting out these links just in case someone actually does wanna help out because it's only right to do so being an indigenous queer two spirited bodied system, after all.

If you're white, you can think of this as paying reparations for us& for dealing with antinative racism, antisemitism, ableism, sanism, pluralphobia, psyism, audism, homophobia, biphobia, transphobia, multitransphobia, aphobia, exorsexism, intersexism and the ongoing colonization of my& people and fighting on the behalf of the indigenous, queer and plural communities on here while for any POC reading this, you can think of this as extending your solidarity with us&, so after I& spent a lot of blood sweats and tears into what i& do, I'm& finally asking something that would benefit me& for a change, even like 10$ could help, but even if you still can't for whatever reason, please spread the word out to help us& live easier as a disabled, neurodivergent mixed native system in this ableist & racist world.

Donate To Our& P*yP*l

Multipurpose Psychiatric Service Dog Donations

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So far these are the best ways to support us&. Information on commissions, booking tarot readings with me& as well as sensitivity reader information will be available in a reblog eventually.

We& didn't have a great childhood growing up as we& were abused for a decade & we& weren't taught many lifeskills so we're& still learning from the gate. Even though we aren't in a life threatening emergency, I'm& generally not in the right financial space to spend a lot & buying my& own shit because I'm& Saving Up™ for a lot of things, including the possibility of me& moving to my& first ever apartment next year & my& future service dog & I& cannot work due to my& multiple disabilities, & I& can't stand up for long periods of time without feeling exhausted & just being an overall madcripple, so whatever you do, it'd be greatly appreciated, especially if you like our& content.

Remember, reblogs > likes!

#arcana.txt #mutual aid. #** post; signal boost. #hennywayz please consider helping us& out ! #our& p.osts for our& t.arot readings & c.ommishes'll be open soon hopefully bc we& got Good Reviews !! TM #also our& s.ervice d.og GFM is still a wip in the sense the description needs to be updated our& bad but you generally get the gist lmao #but keep in mind that this is only for those who're mentally & physically able to give who have energy & spoons to care & those who have $ #if you don't have any of that that's fine too !! n e wayz yt settlers yall owe us& apology gift reparations lmao #tagging for visibility purposes: #indigenous history month #pride month #pride #** post; okay to reblog. #!!!!!

[aetherwakee]

Just a reminder that preorders end in 4 days! ^^

(more info on https://at.tumblr.com/aetherwakee/aetherwake/9hif6t5j9bes)

(store link: https://aetherwake.bigcartel.com/)

#reblogs are appreciated! #danny phantom #danny fenton #sam manson #plush #preorder #repost to boost #signal boost #also is anyone else having trouble posting using tumblr mobile? #not sure why but it keeps giving me error messages everytime i try to post :(

[mrpsychokiller]

if you people saw all the art i want to reblog youd go crazy (id exceed post limit)

#🧃 #i have genuinely sooo much art i want to reblog and share #but i keeo being paranoid about posting and worrying i cant post too much a day or ill be killed with hammers or something #and also since my main goal with reblogging art is to try to boost the artist and show their art to more people #i always get paranoid that if i reblog too much then people will lose interest in the art (bad) #or if i post in the ''wrong'' times like too early or too late then people arent gonna see the art (bad) #so i just have 2836274 art posts on my drafts and queue that i just. keep waiting for the ''right time'' to post #maybe i have disorders

[master-gatherer]

It's fascinating how in reaction to the crab day idea half my dashboard is like "Tumblr is awful do not give them one red cent let the motherfucker burn" and the other half is like "let's save the rec center 🙂"

#do crab day dont do crab day #itll be a nice boost to the site but like its been pointed out it wont completely solve tumblr's money woes #but also it is $3 for crabs #like... no one's asking you to drop big bucks on this #hell you can just say no #this is like how every year ao3 does their fundraiser and people come on to scream about how its a waste of money #and how you should be giving it to someone more worthy #as if those donation posts arent passing the same $5 around to get by #or when the importan blue checks came out #people spending $3 on crabs would probably spend that $3 on something equally dumb or not at all #sorry #just dont participate #and make plans to lift stakes when tumblr finally goes under/starts really sucking b/c theyre gonna keep doing shit like this #until they go under or turn a profit #thats capitalism #and even if we get our glorious communist revolution social media will probably not make it to the communes #locked it down since crab day originator found it and well its out that theyre a pro-life terf so 🤷 blocked #anyway congrats on reblogging a godless heathen #your idea was cute anyway #update: i had an idea and now its rebloggable again #fyi: i block hard 🙃

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Yeah I'll try not to post much here (ADHD memory I'll try my best) for the strike as it's all I can do, maybe some Palestine posting for it too, so I'll save ask answers and fnaf posting for afterwards. There's currently a big ol' storm here at the moment making the internet a bit spotty so it's not like it's easy to post right now anyway so you're not really gonna be missing much

And to the anon in my inbox, hi I see you. You're not annoying or anything with your asks I'm just slow and now participating in the strike so I'm sorry but you'll probably be waiting a spell for those answers. Doing what I can, even if it's tiny, is more important right now I feel

#it's not like I've been posting anything interesting lately anyway outside those asks and stuff #most of my posts are just 'hey I drew a thing but I won't show you it yet' at the moment #people aren't exactly missing anything of value lmao #but yeah I can't do anything else #I have no money and I don't leave the house ever most of the things called for aren't applicable to me #cause I already don't do anything like that #I sign online petitions and send emails when I can if I'm being asked to dip from social media for a week and boost palestinian voices- #when I'm here? yeah that's not a lot to ask of me #I've dipped from social media like this before for my health it's real good for me #it's all I can do AND it's benefitting me anyway to keep my stuff offline for a bit #only change is coming back to reblog the latest palestine stuff which I plan to do on my main #sometimes you just have to put the socials down I can do that it's no big ask of me it's merely a habit #that my ADHD struggles to stick to if I just move a bunch of shortcuts around lmao easy consider it done #my only problem is being mentally unprepared because my tism likes to know in advance but I'll live so... #c'yas later!!! #(I'll still be on Discord though if anyone that has it wants a chit chat)

[lavenoon]

Is your menace4menace fics on ao3?

Ah, no, sorry! I wasn't (am not) ready to put specific self insert stuff on there, especially given that I'd link to Bloodstain Fool for inspiration, which would also mean that whenever someone reads that there'd be a "Fics inspired by this one" at the end with menace4menace right there, so I just put it on tumblr for the time being. Yes I've been drawing and posting them for months now but somehow writing makes me shyer hfdjs

To make things a little easier I do try to link to the different menace4menace fics on the specific posts. Falling Into Orbit is first, and all others you'll reach from there too!

#answer let luce #anonymous #menace4menace #im not saying theyll never end up on ao3 but currently im still like a fearful deer anytime i post even on here so #also selfishly. people reblog more when it's tumblr exclusive #to leave comments in tags #and that's honestly more of an ego boost than kudos #plus my fics are locked to ao3 users only so it's just easier to keep it here for now #also also. full disclosure. the response has been a lot bigger than I thought it would be #I didn't think so many people would read along #so I didn't think it'd be worth the effort and vulnerability of adding it to ao3 too #mix of factors but tldr; for now; no!

[singing-robot]

Not to be afflicted with Average Artist Experience syndrome but I could be getting 4x as many hilarious comments on my Papyrus’ Boobs comic if more people reblogged it. Like, I absolutely love interacting with the fandom and getting to laugh with people (esp those who add on and are even funnier), but also the ratio of reblogs:likes is staggering.

And I know there’s the whole thing about how social media sites work vs how tumblr works, but like. Dang, dudes. Big Notes Post is rad but scrolling through funny tags/comments is radder.

#for those who may be unaware: #reblogging is (pretty much) the only way for a post to have any sort of reach #your followers do not see your likes. very rarely can a post be recommended to you based on x number of likes it has gotten. #reblogs are the best and the primary way to engage with / boost / spread posts on this website #personally I use my likes to a) keep special posts forever and b) save them until I have time/energy to comment on them for a reblog #no one sees the posts you’ve liked unless they go specifically onto your blog and select your ‘liked posts’ list and scroll through

[allhailweegee]

Hi! First of all I would like to apologize as I might really need your help, I know that you might find this ask weird and inappropriate at the same time but I do have huge favor to ask if you would be so kind to please check my pinned post, because its for my cat who needs an immediate life saving surgery and If you feel it in your heart to help me with this, please do boost or share it and I would be eternally grateful. 😭 Please if you can, send me a msg to reply so I could also say thank you if possible! Or maybe answer the ask privately if i that’s fine! Have an amazing day!

Weird that you'd reblog a post talking about making custom themes (with instructions on how to do so), and then not make a custom theme, because you're a scammer who doesn't want to be searchable outside of tumblr.

Anyways I'm really tired of the tumblr scam blogs, oh my God. Fuck offffffff.

#scammer #scam post #localtreeeternity #I know you must be going ‘Why do you keep answering these asks?!’ and it’s because not everyone is as privy to these #There’s been many times that I’ve searched a suspicious username on tumblr to see if anyone else got the same vibe #and I see people boosting their shit instead of calling them out #And I go to their post and see so so so many uncritical reblogs of their super in need cat posts #I want to be in the search telling you hey! don’t do that!! #anyways I feel like by the time I answer this anyways their blog’s gonna be gone #me myself and i

[greencarnation]

Mohamadreza (Hasam) Ferdowsi, age 24, set himself on fire outside of Gharchak Mosque while chanting "Death to Khamenei". He died in Tehran's Motahari hospital after with more than 70% burns.

Before he did this, he made a post on Instagram saying: "Hoping for better days. My people. I love you. This heart is for the person who gave me hope for this life. Long live Iran. Long live life."

Authorities have put a lot of pressure on his family to remain silent, so we have to be their voices now. Don't let his sacrifice be in vain. Spread his story.

#iran #mahsa amini #iran protests #iran revolution #mohamadreza ferdowsi #mohamadreza hasam ferdowsi #ik it feels like we're swamped with just more and more bad news these days but i'm begging you to not stop taking about iran #your voice really does make a difference #reblog every post you see and make your own when you can #log onto twitter and do the same there #ik we hate twitter but it's so important to be loud on there #this goes for every other social media platform btw #interact with and boost tiktoks and insta posts #keep talking about it in day to day life #email and write to your local govt #i already posted templates for how to do that but i can repost them if you need #anything you can do matters #no matter how big or small #iranian lives matter #feminism #human rights #police brutality #islamic republic of iran #women life freedom

[a9saga]

do you guys know that your likes are appearing on people's dashboards now? not in large numbers or anything. i've been seeing smutty fanfictions on my dash and i mean i'm not judging you, but i do wanna give fair warning that it may just appear on there for other people.

#first time i saw this a blog i have not seen on my dash in years liked a harry styles fic last week #what's interesting is that knowing this is both good for small artists whose likes didnt pay the rent (but ppl didnt wanna reblog) #but ppl realizing this are ultimately going to make it bad for fanfic writers whose readers wont want to interact w the post #fanfic worked different from fan art likes did pay the rent for fanfic writers #bc they still boosted the piece in tags of people actively seeking out fanfiction #people didnt actively seek out fan art in as large numbers #tumblr stop trying to make likes visible people actually dont want that here #peoples dont reblog/delete later posts are gonna be seen by more people when their followers leave a like as a sign of concern or sympathy #and more embarrassingly frankly im gonna know whos lurking looking for harry styles smut #and i dont know that people want me to do that! people took advantage of likes being private #you cant just change that after all these years that sucks #tumblr #fandom #bullshit #shut up kaily #edit: i just disabled seeing likes on my dash but still this statement applies #i dont think that keeps your likes off others' dashboards

[pens-swords-stuff]

I really hate to be that person, but please support me and reblog my AAPI AMA posts! You can find everything at #aapi ama.

I'm seeing a lot of likes on those posts right now, but very few reblogs. If you think this is a good reference, please don't just bookmark it, please spread it.

It takes an incredible amount of time, energy and mental labor to answer all of these questions. I'm doing this AMA to help people at my expense because I know there are a lot of questions about Japan, Japanese culture, and the experience of being Japanese but not many places to ask.

And while you are absolutely not obligated to reblog anything, I'm also not obligated to continue doing this AMA if engagement is low and people don't care.

Reblogs are the way I measure whether this AMA is worth doing or not, because it's about making my voice heard when there are a lot of other non-Japanese voices talking over us about our own experiences. While it's incredibly important to me that my experiences can provide something to writers, what's the point of doing this if people don't see it, or if it's not useful enough to reblog?

#writing #writeblr #aapi ama #undine speaks #this isn't like writing where i can be fulfilled with low engagement because i personally enjoyed putting that piece together #i am providing a service that i don't need to provide #because i think it's important #but if people think that it's a good reference but not good enough to reblog #what's the point #i'm not getting anything out of this #i don't actually LIKE doing this event i'm doing it because i think it's important #aapi ama stresses me out more than anything #if people don't reblog it's a net negative for me #so if it's not worth it #i'm not going to do it #also i love seeing reactions to what i posted!!! #those keep me going and motivate me #while you're not required to say something in the posts or tags or my asks #it's a huge boost for me so please!!!

[allovertheplace-writing]

Sometimes I don't want to create anymore

#♡ - Rosie is emotional #ive been creating for years art and writing wise and have tried commissions for both multiple times after building a platform #it always fails #and when i ask for support its rarely if never done #i only get likes and follows everyday and when i ask for reblogs i get nothing #the amount of reblogs i get each week are 10 or less #im giving my kofi time but i literally have no one supporting me despite my heavy boosting #i rarely get interactions and the reoccurring anons i have havent been around for a while #my moots interact and i love them for it tbh theyre the only reason i have a will to stay #it feels as though im only here to give free pieces of hard work and am to always be ignored when i ask for a smidgen of support to let me- #know ive done well or that i should keep going #ive tried instagram tiktok twitter and quotev #no one wants art and creativity when its not free #and that hurts yk #i want to pursue my art and writing so badly #i want to become an author and publish books about all sorts of genres #i have hopes and dreams but in constantly proved that theyre nearly impossible- only a slim chance to succeed #sometimes i think i should just give up and get a retail job cuz ill have more success there than i could anywhere else #i have over 1k posts on here and majority are pieces of writing #theres well over 10 thousand words all together #is it really too much to ask for author&reader interactions and low costing support?? #its so tiring giving all of the time just to recieve crumbs #my writing has been available to the public since 2016 and my art has been as well #yet here ive been making small reminder posts to interact or garner some support #what am i doing wrong? is my work truly valued? #its just so much work and im constantly spending all day writing and writing for others for absolutely free #i want to make people happy and secure with my writing- and ive done well from what little feedback i recieve #but i cant keep going without proper support and more feedback #it all feels lost and i want to give up

[geminitay-but-everywhere]

everyone who adds an id to their art i am patting you gently on the head 💚

#it’s not much trouble for me to add one but i *am* neurodivergent and i *will* overthink it lol #like /gen it is no problem but every time i must describe an emotion on someone’s face i’m just. i am understanding this emotion right right #ppl who add ids get their art queued faster because it’s convenient btw so like #idk how much. clout i have. but if you want me to boost your art that is a way for me to reblog it faster #yes i am bringing this up because i am queuing things!! haha i am powerful 😤 #the queue was getting low lol and i do have like. 600 pieces of fanart saved in my drafts that i need to id lol #if i keep adding tags to this post i can keep procrastinating doing it hehehe #…i’ll stop now #not a gem #edit: it’s 700 not 600 🙂

[meowthiroth]

that post I made lamenting about kung pow penising keeps getting notes, and while I do stand by what i said in it, i’m also lowkey hoping it doesn’t blow tf up like that onceler post did and murder my notif page again

#fr though like. it really makes me feel sad that Every Other Social is just so. so. ugh #they’re like. designed in a way that almost ENCLURAGES starting controversy and arguing if that makes sense #because like. on twitter ANY engagement on your tweet boosts it in the algorithm #and i’m assuming insta and tiktok probably have similar things going on #so it makes even calling someone OUT on their shitty take/behavior kind of a double edged sword #because on one hand side you’ll probably ratio them and it’ll be funny #but on the other hand it gives them a spotlight. and then they can USE that spotlight to promote whatever they want #and then because they’re GETTING all this extra attention/people defending them it sort of encourages them to keep being shitty #because they want attention and doing that gets them attention. not GOOD attention but still attention #at the very least with tumblr there isn’t much of an Algorithm™️ to worry about #and most of our users only get content through the other people they follow #and only reblogs are able to actually make posts circulate through that method because a lot of people also private their likes #so because of that on here we’re able to ratio the fuck out of a shitty post but still keep it CONTAINED #and even if it DOES start circulating it’s usually just because everyone’s pointing and laughing #a post having a chain of kungpowpenis added onto it basically like. marks it. #it basically tacks a big glowing ‘‘we all decided this post sucked please disregard it’’ sign onto it #which is like!! so much more visible and effective than a twitter ratio or whatever else!! #and tbh it’s probably stopped a lot of unnecessary drama/arguing on shitty posts before it could start #idk man it just. fuckin sucks that we have such a powerful tool for shutting down dumbass controversies here but it can’t work ANYWHERE else #because everyone sees the kung pow penis and can just go ‘‘lol’’ and keep scrolling #ace screams into the void #lots of tags #vent//