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rockinnrollin · 2 years
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FIRST CHAPTER OF WE MADE IT POSTED I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT<33
-jade xoxo
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Cicero: I literally have no idea what's going on in my life, I'm just in charge of the outfits.
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chocolatewoosh · 2 months
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It's Motley the dragon!
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schlattsdoll · 2 years
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ive realized that my type went from big strong dad bods to skinny scrawny men who would probably cry if a woman spoke to them
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amiscreations · 1 year
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So its a month until I meet Def Leppard at their album signing, and two days after that I'm seeing them in concert at their homecoming gig in Sheffield! I thought I'd make of of these things for my trip because I just know it’s gonna be absolute chaos BFBFJFDBFD lets hope I haven’t accidentally manifested anything bad like I did last time (I’ve still not recovering from when I predicted MGK being a guest with the Crüe last year lmao)😌
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excessdeliquesce · 2 months
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@0fdevotion asked: i just don't see the point in staying silent. (nym @ disseim)
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"BECAUSE, FIENDBLOOD," Disseim near growled, carefully watching the mouth of the alleyway. "The alternative is the city guard swarms this place and I have to kill or maim enough of them to get away- no great loss, given it'd be a little swarm of humans... But it wouldn't be a good look on a diplomatic visit, and I have appearances to maintain."
It was rare Disseim left Sheltheas. Hastur was jumpy, since he'd made his way back from his brief, unwilling foray into the feywilds, and she kept him either close or in her words, safe at home. It was just his luck that the first trip he'd gone along on had ended with him stuck in some shithole with a strange tiefling, hiding from guards like some criminal, over what should have been a minor understanding. He was sure he'd never hear the end of this, when this was all over.
"Unless you'd like to be an accomplice to murder, I suggest you keep your voice down."
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fruit-salad-ship · 11 months
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other Pirate AU bits
I was discussing this with friend and they have ideas that make brain go brrrr, so.
-Peach LAUGHS. like a lot, when shes happy, angry, nervous, all the time, shes just one of those people.
-pre monster plum death peach is able to find out more of the supernatrual world, and discovers you can learn magic if you find the right monsters.
-Monster plum early on gives Peach an ultimatum, figure out how to change her form, prove she's capable of learning how to be like plum, a creature of magic. If she can master how to shapeshift a little, she's got a shot with this thing in the bedroom. Plum does NOT beat around the bush about it,says exactly that. Peach is completly thrown.
-immediatly goes to hunt for this thing, this skill, anything at all, a witch, a monster, whatever it takes. Shes immortal, she's got forever to figure it out.
-So that turns out to be a skill Peach picks up, though she ONLY learnt how to use it on herself, and only in a more promiscuous/sexual way. so its completly useless elsewhere.
-plums very amused. maybe they destroyed a village one time, whos to say.
-peach aquires many new ships full of willing men wanting to hunt the monster, takes them out to foggy waters, and lets plum demolish the ship and devour the people, sabotages their efforts to kill her. All to see her darling wife happy.
-the death of her wife changes Peach's whole personlaity, that loss was so great she never really laughed again, not genuinly, only in malice or rage.
-peach joins this motley crew of kind of useless pirates, and whips them into shape, but for the most part shes fighting for them a lot.
-during this time she develops bond with each one, notably Grey, a man she torments but finds respect for, hes about the only one with any skill with a blade, clearly older and experienced in comparison.
-the ship doctor is HORRIFIED with her inability to die, endlessly runs tests on her, which are barbaric at best. Peach dont mind, her nerves still work but the body heals, she will recover.
-he opens her up to see whats going on in there, only to discover her heart is a knot of tentacle like muscles with these shimmering seagreen scales covering it. It does not beat, it is ice cold, and any attempt to damage it is useless. Peach is fully awake for this process, and is fine with it thanks to an inhumane amount of morphine and her immortality.
-the crew become use to her antics, she's unkillable, better to just be thankful shes on their side.
-plums drifting closer to this woman whos kept her at arms lenghts, the crew start taking bets on how long before those two end up having an intimate moment.
-Peach obviously sees her dead wife in this woman, and so, to try to extend her lifespan, she helps her with sword practice, she could use a lot of work, but has the basics in place. Queue homoerotic swordplay in lantern light when they catch a quiet moment together.
-Grey still wary, watches her actually help not hinder, and perhaps misjudged her. The two drink, console each other, and he learns her story. Regrets his initial judgement.
-these drinking sessions expose her true story to the crew, all of them EXCEPT plum learn of what happened. She asks them not to tell Plum specifically.
-she never tells the stories to the captain to spare her the history lesson, and any odd feelings it may bring about. She is not her wife, no matter how symilar they may look, and sometimes behave.
-Plum doesnt realise she does little things for Peach that Peach use to do for her wife, memories she burried due to the pain of them, until theyre dragged back out thanks to this young captain. Peach says nothing, sits on that rekindled memory and the heartache.
-the crew get impatient and strand the captain and second in command in a port, sailing off just to see if these two will finally get together once and for all. By this point theyre rooting for it, but also a lot of moneys on the line in bets.
-they do. With little else going on in a small landing without more than drinking money, the two do get together, despite all of peach's intentions to stay away, she just...looks so much like her old love. Has a moment of weakness.
-peach cant gain new scars, but retains one on her shoulder from before becoming imortal that was caused by her wife, monster plum, who held her too tight and left a lasting mark. To touch it feels...different, not painful, just very sensitive, but she all but forgets about it until the captain runs her hand over it in the heat of the moment. IMMEDIATE GUILT creeps in.
-plums beet red face upon asking if they got to it was the tell all the crew needed. Peach was playing it SO cool, yuo cant read her, but the captain gave it away.
-bets are won and lost, money is exchanged, the women are just...so done with their weird ship family. It is oddly entertaining however, so much so, peach laughs. genuinly. for the first time in a VERY long time.
-plum hears it and is hooked, needs way more of that in her life.
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krak-house · 2 years
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I'm working way too much to write for the foreseeable future so have another au idea up for grabs:
Stede has an accident and gets amnesia. He wakes up to Mary at his bedside, and he sees her ring and his ring (which are different but maybe the others got damaged? Or they renewed their vows? That's the least of his problems) and fully believes they're still married and acts accordingly.
The doc told Mary to indulge him, not to shock him with big truths, to let him come around on his own terms. Mary and Ed are, understandably, Not Happy w this but Doug is the voice of reason and keeps them in line as much as he can.
Stede meanwhile is torn bc he's married but my god this 'Edward' is so beautiful and thrilling and looks at Stede with such love that he has never seen directed at him not even from Mary and isn't that wonderful? And these...interesting characters around him are so fun and free and open and oh how he longs to be like them, if only he could.
Queue shenanigans as Mary and Doug try to sneak around behind Stedes back (which Mary actually finds kind of exciting and gratifying) and Ed tries to curb the impulse to fuck Stede silly at any given moment and they all try to explain away the motley crew of characters that orbit around him now.
Whether this is modern or historical is up to you, could work either way.
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bleachbleachbleach · 2 years
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Tell me about your WIP! :)
Part 1: Premise
Aaaaah, you guys are so nice, responding to that meme post with honest to goodness asks about my WIP. ToT <333 Sorry it’s taken so long to respond—that meme posted from the queue in a very inopportune week. But! I HAVE BEEN CHOMPING AT THE BIT TO REPLY EVER SINCE. Thank you so much for the ask! Words cannot express my gratitude, truly.
My WIP is called "Stories for the Sea," and is the third in a series, the first two of which I wrote before joining Bleach Tumblr. The first one is Ukitake POV up through TYBW. The second is post-TYBW from Matsumoto’s POV, 60% of which is about gravedigging, because it’s what I do best and after TYBW probably also what Soul Society does best.
"Stories for the Sea" is multi-POV, also post-TYBW. Currently the summary is, Six months after the end of a war, you have not yet reached the end of the war. Buuuuut I probably have to add something more concrete if I want anyone to read it.
The two things that I wanted to write about were:
shinigami off in the backwoods having a campfire and eating stuff!!
wtf an ocean is like in Soul Society
So the way this works out is, Kyouraku needs to send parties out to renew diplomatic relations with things at the misty edges of Soul Society, to assure them that post-TYBW the Gotei is alive and well pls don’t invade us everything’s fine!!!! One of the most recent times these relations were renewed, Kaien, as Clan Head of the Shiba, led a mission to the oceans beyond the mountains that border Districts 1-3 of Western Rukongai.
One of the problems of course being that Kaien met an untiely demise, left no notes, and named no successor for this role. So Central 46 is like, all right, well, Rukia then. She was his protege and she’s a Kuchiki so we’ll roll with that.
Rukia’s like ROLL WITH WHAT because inasmuch as her fight with Aaroniero helped her move through a lot of Kaien-related feelings, there’s a lot left unpacked and Ukitake’s death certainly isn’t helping that feeling. Also she has no idea if they’re supposed to be renewing diplomatic relations with… like, merpeople… or squidpeople… or just straight up a body of water… or how she’s supposed to do that. But *she’s Kaien’s protege* so now it’s her job to figure the rest out.
Meanwhile, Mayuri is like, you know what would be great? is if we could use this mission to start collecting longitudinal data about all those people I dezombiefied! He sees no potential pitfalls here. Why does he think such data would be good to have? He will not be taking questions at this time. So the dezombified make up most of the Rukia Escort Squad, plus some tagalongs. Although Akon has absolutely no desire to do fieldwork, no one else in the Division wants to either, and he’s the VC now, so he has to go. Baby’s first VC mission, he supposes.
Renji is here to figure out whether they can futsal their way out of this one, guys, because absent the mandatory collaboration of TYBW the Vizard 1) might be interested in taking advantage of the Gotei’s shaken foundations to bring more of their vision to the organization, and 2) Kensei and Rose are at least 60% convinced the whole mission is a dump job and they are being disposed of. Again.
In any case, Mayuri’s handpicked motley crew is a little dysfunctional, and Renji’s goal is to keep it from being a lot dysfunctional. And also to make sure Rukia succeeds because. Rukia.
Hitsugaya is just here to do his job, as is Matsumoto. There are several things going on that are going to make that really difficult for them, in ways that Hitsugaya absolutely foresaw and also absolutely didn’t. Hisagi has no idea what his goal is, caught between his loyalties to his friends and to his captain and to general existential crisis. 
So into the forest and through the mountains and out to sea they go.
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Part 2: Progress
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dr-lemurr · 1 year
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I posted 308 times in 2022
That's 170 more posts than 2021!
57 posts created (19%)
251 posts reblogged (81%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@dr-lemurr
@maeglinthebold
@mortimerlatrice
@bethofaus
@cuubism
I tagged 296 of my posts in 2022
Only 4% of my posts had no tags
#fanart i adore - 111 posts
#art i adore - 57 posts
#kinnporsche fanart - 48 posts
#calligraphy - 45 posts
#roswell new mexico - 35 posts
#kinnporsche - 34 posts
#drlemurr calligraphy - 30 posts
#drlemurr art - 28 posts
#vegaspete - 19 posts
#roswell fanart - 15 posts
Longest Tag: 65 characters
#it won’t be a spoiler by the time this makes it through the queue
My Top Posts in 2022:
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Pop Art Chay
This might become a series of mafia partners in pop art style. Who else would you like to see?
Pop art Porsche
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We are all Stardust in the End
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Undone with Wanting
For @skinsharpenedteeth, who pointed out this quote from A Dowry of Blood by S.T. Gibson.
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My #1 post of 2022
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Yet one more flag for OFMD.
For @maeglinthebold and the rest of the motley crew who insisted I had to watch this show.
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elithegnome · 2 years
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Hey there, call me Eli! I’m everyone’s favorite local clown.
Outsiders Sideblog: @stay-gold-bitch
Classic Rock Sideblog: @kisstytea
ABOUT ME: Eli •Pronouns: Idgaf but She/They/He if you want specifics •Languages: English 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 Norwegian (kind of) 🇳🇴
I really enjoy Hetalia, so most of my posts on this blog are about that. Sometimes I’ll write fanfiction/headcanons and if you have any requests please send them in!
Oh and classic rock. I got into KISS at seven years old when I watched the scooby doo movie they did with the band, I’ve been sinfully in love with Paul Stanley ever since. Queen and Mötley Crüe are other favorites of mine.
However, I do have a few rules! (which will be updated often)
•Please do not say anything that could offend someone else. This means anything Misogynistic, Homophobic, Sanist, Ableist, etc. So if you don’t have something nice to say, please don’t say it at all! •I will NOT write/post that involves Incest, Pedophilia or anything along that line, that is disgusting and inhumane. •Unless you’re a trusted mutual, don’t DM me, unless it is involved with requests and/or q&a. To request, please type it in the Ask Me Anything section of my page! •If it makes me uncomfortable, it will not be posting or writing it, simple as that •Do not ask me anything creepy •Don’t comment anything gross please!!!! •Also don’t try to flirt with me unless it’s a joke, because I’m not really open to online relationships and I’ve had issues in the past with weirdos flirt with me (in person and online) •Racism is for losers, don’t be racist here •My grandmother died of suicide and I’ve suffered with depression since I was very young, so I don’t want ANY sort of suicide joke to be anywhere near my blog. If you need help with your mental health please contact your national/local line. •Adding to the previous statement, I may sometimes give updates on my own mental health progress, if you don’t like that and want me to stick to this blog’s “usual content” , then you can leave. This is my blog, not yours •I do in fact self ship and ship other people I know with characters, I can see why you’d not like that and I completely understand but don’t attack the people I’ve mentioned or myself about it. •If I don’t write your request, I’m not ignoring you, I probably just don’t know how to start writing it, and that’s okay.
•Sometimes I just don’t feel like writing •Hetalia is pretty offensive to some people, and if you don’t like it I completely understand. But just because you don’t like something is no reason to slander someone else. If you have a problem with the series or even me for whatever reason, just block and move on. •Please don’t make fun of my physical appearance, I’m really little and I’m super insecure about it. •If you don’t like any of the things I’m interested in then just please stay away from my blog and don’t slander me. I know Motley Crue has done horrible and disgusting things in the past but I still really love their music. So if that pushes your buttons then don’t blow your top off at me for it.
DO NOT REPOST ANY OF MY ORIGINAL FICS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION
Personal tags
Important: #Eli deems important Suggestive/NSFW(unlikely):#Uhellig 😳
Agnes (Aunt’s dog): #hundred pound rat
Queue: Quesoint😩
Original posts: Eli’s many thoughts
I do have trouble tagging posts sometimes tho (oops)
ALSO DNI LIST: Pedophiles (MAPS), Zoophiles, Necrophiles, R@pesexuals, Dreamsexuals, P0rn Blogs, Anti-Mogai/Anti-Xenogenders, Anti-Abortionists, Homophobes, Transphobes, Proshippers, Incest supporters, Anti-Semetics, Nazis, Holocaust Deniers, TERFS, sexists, mysoginists, racists, terrorists, toxic stans (of any fandom), ableists, Ben Shapiro supporters, if you think Elon Musk is an okay person, list may be updated
That’s basically it, thanks for checking out my blog!
Thanks!!
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drxsxull22 · 2 years
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𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙸𝚍𝚘𝚕 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 1984 pt1
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Y/n was a 27yr girl that never talked much but she was always bold and stood her ground when it came to arguments or even fights. She enjoyed watching MTv and listen to all kinds of artists like,motley crue,kiss,aha,acdc, and all the top hits. But she did have a liking for billy idol whenever his songs played on the radio or TV and since he is on tour her aunt was kind enough to buy her a ticket to go see him live not so far from where her apartment was. She woke up with the sun shining of her off white bedroom walls. groggy and half awake she looked at her alarm clock and immediately jumped out bed "Shit!" She was late for work at the coffee shop near by. She quickly got ready tying her hair up in a loose ponytail,grabbed her bag and walked out the door. She arrived at the coffee shop only to be greeted by her pissed off looking boss "late again" he said with a angry tone " I'm sorry I promise it won't happen again " She put away her things preparing to serve the customers watching as they all came through the door.
The sun was on its way down and the concert was soon so she headed back to her apartment and took a quick shower getting dressed. She put on black skinny jeans,doc's and a band t shirt leaving her rib length loose curls fall. Walking into the concert building the smell of pot and girls perfume filled the room and the atmosphere was misty with a purple haze. I gave my ticket to the man in the queue and entered through the black graffiti doors pushing through the crowd to get a good view at the front. A few minutes passed and then the lights dimmed down and the echo of Steve's guitar played.
The lights turned apricot fading into a flaming orange and as I looked at the stage out of the shadows a tall young spike haired idol walked over to the mic before his deep British accent released a hypnotising melody.
I couldn't believe how good he looked in person his bone structure stood out so well I could feel myself drifting into his words before his eyes locked with mine for atleast 5 seconds with him giving me a wink, turning away with a smirk on his face.
I left the doors stepping outside to light up a cigarette I searched my pockets for a lighter but before I could find one a flame had already ignited the end of it. I looked up and to my surprise there the charming looking boy stood beside me "smoking's bad for you" he said smirking "as if you haven't done it , besides it calms my nerves" I smiled he then took the cigarette from my lips putting it between his " well you have nothing to be stressed about around me , allow me to make a sacrifice " he inhaled it lightly.
The silence was broke by him " I saw you in the audience tohnight, I see you couldn't take your eyes of me" I stood there frozen for a few seconds "If I was in the audience I'd probably have my eyes glued to you too" I turned to him with red cheeks "you don't hold back do you idol" I said sarcastically he chuckled and looked at me " well as much I dont it seems you do and if I'm honest I would enjoy getting to know you, what's your name ?" He asked "y/n" "well y/n there's a public park not far, mind to walk with me ?" He asked "billy idol takes walks " I said surprised "I do and you can call me billy " he smiled and we left.
As we walked along the fallen leaves we came across an old bench and sat face to face " so what do you do y/n? " he asked "it's not so special but I work in a coffee shop not far from your performed " I said " but that's only because my childhood was shitty and impacted on my school work, I could be a doctor or something much better if it wasn't for my mother's alcohol addiction" I said shyly "well you don't have to be embarrassed about it I won't judge you " he assured " " I looked down fumbling with the rim of my shirt and at that moment he placed his hand on my thigh casting butterflies in my stomach " look at me y/n" I looked up at him " Im not and am not going to judge you just because your childhood was bad at a young age mine wasn't perfect either, I promise" I looked at his face his royal blue eyes lit up in the moons glow " thank you " I spoke quietly.
He pushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear before leaning in closer pressing his lips against mine surprising me but I slowly kissed him back it was soft and sweet and he was so gentle like I was a feather. His hand moved up my thigh almost reaching the button of my jeans before he pulled back " do you want me to walk you home" he asked " that would be nice " I looked at him and he took my hand and walked me home.
We got to my front door "this is me" I turned to him smiling "hold out your hand " I then received a piece of paper with his number on it " call me y/n I would really like to see you again, I'm also going to be in town for a month or two so I'll be around" he turned to leave and said one more thing before going " you're a brilliant kisser by the way mabey we could do it again" he smirked and walked out the door.
I fell back onto my bed butterflies still lingering inside me this was it I knew that we would meet again and I couldn't wait for that to happen.
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writer59january13 · 1 month
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Harold the Hugh Hefner wannabe carrot top...
spry buck analogous to energizing bunny jump/kickstarted procreation ruckus.
Home on the range
cacophony quite absurd PlayBoy Bunny herd and felt ingratiatingly inured, nevertheless colony or nest of doe eyed demoiselles stewed over their kit and caboodle being cannibalized gourmet chef “coney” or “lapin” delicacy the magic word.
Ruled his hare'm nsync with trumpeting Donald Duck, (loud enough to arouse Daisy), the former cartoon character, a pensive searing black kind Roebuck hare to a fortune hauling trash and rubbish,
whereby dust bunnies repurposed
into environmentally friendly electric kool aid acid tested batteries
powering many an electric truck, which wolfed, kick/jump started
and guzzled down
synthesized reconstituted quality kosher product.
An atypical genre I did tender wherein I nestled inside warren
peaceful nested litter, impossible mission fat chance otherwise odds being slender, not me mien tubby an offender courtesy yours truly a heterosexual,
he considers himself thoroughly
one hundred percent male gender. Anyway Harold's velvet teen, fluff filled, carrot topped, R2D2 and humanoid C-P3O constituted two mottled robots quasi manned motley crew, where sniffling nose appeared blue then twitched as if affected with Bugs Bunny syndrome also known as Oryctolagus cuniculus flu asking What's up doc ready to sneeze atchew parallels to doe eyed Jewish herd -
mentality and sympathy for the devil
whose hooded guise did accrue (to figurative rolling stone)
quite a reputation toasting with l'chaim Herr heralded as germane
Semitic, laconic and genetic brew stirring demagogue foremost thru arduous peer review of course primarily commingling with playboy bunnies, singing acapella like foo fighting goo goo dolls, who blithely balleted,
be bopped, formed a choo choo,
bunny hopped, and followed bunny trail toward their hidden underground treasured slew of carrot stocked burrow
affecting captivating family portrait, sans Leporidae, queue essentially creating live floppy hoo chee MOMA actionable
art, viz chiaroscuro,
though if his highness Harold displeased with performance with Urdu subtitles hissed, growled, foot stomped... exhibiting cry and hue threatened troupe, albeit playfully tubby rabbit stew otherwise he purred, hummed, and clucked contradictorily all the
while scrunching furry furrow
cuz the codas of Peter Rabbit the Great did eschew
excessive helpings of soft purr rayed coo coo
wing snapchatting accompanied soft as butterfly effect
across webbed wide world flew with faux paw gestures being lovey dovey gentle foo foo
affectionate grand poobah
versus parochial orthodox pew
yule hating as much as being sent to Peru particularly match chew pitch chew, where convincing reincarnation of Edward Roscoe Murrow
aired broadcast Run Rabbit Run
intended for damn sexually repressed updike such as yours truly, hence obviously
above reasonable rhyme not true.
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griffinscantdraw · 4 months
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Hi! I’m a new blogger and am just curious as to how you grew your blog? :)
Hello ^^ I only had this blog for a year now. Still slowly growing. That's ok. My tips for growing are
1. Do not follow trends unless you really want to. Trends ARE NOT bad (unless harmful in some cases). I feel like trends kill creativity and originality. It's ok if you want to. I only do a meme redraw for fun every blue moon.
2. Tag everything that might be related to a post. Ex: Post a pic of a cow. Tag cow, cowboys, pasture, western, farm, etc. More people will discover you. My art tag is griffinscantdraw. Also helps me stay organized too. Please be sure to add a community label too if it's needed. I can't tell you how much gross I saw on this site (insert skull emoji here).
3. Post/create what you want to see or like. This goes with everything! You want to draw/write about what you want to see or love, go for it. People will like it too. Ever since I drew motley crue fanart, I had my inbox flooded with asks related to the band. If you want to draw for other people, that's cool too. What matters is that you're happy. If you ever do commissions, art trades, etc one day, don't offer your services to assholes. Recently I had someone insult me when I was trying to help them. Context: they were looking for someone to draw for them. I offered and they said my username was appropriate. My username is Griffins Can't Draw. I know my art isn't the fucking mona lisa. Anyone can insult my art all they want. It's that I was offering to help them when they asked for it. Then they pulled that. If they can't appreciate you, fuck them. Don't waste your time on people like that. Try not to dwell on stuff like that too. It will make you feel worse.
4. Don't worry about likes, reblogs and followers. None of these matter. I know we all want to get some attention. Stressing about it won't help. Most of the stuff I post gets nothing no matter what I tag. I may be looking for clients when I comes to commissions, I feel like the more I stress about it or try to find clients, the more it doesn't work. I had this blog for a year. I only have 30 followers.
5. Link other socials so more people will find you. I always announce when I made a new account to wherever so people who are also on that platform can follow me if they want to. Every time I post art, I link my artistree for my commissions.
6. Don't over post. Most times when I make art (or get asks) I put them on queue. This is so I don't overwhelm my followers and myself. When I finish a piece, I schedule it to 3 days later or longer after it's done. Others times like as of now, (as of writing this) I post more frequently. I like to get in all my holiday art before Christmas. I wish I wouldn't get so inspired last minute.
Hope these helped. Good luck anon.
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motley-melodrama · 7 months
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realizing that my refusal to queue anything means that y’all get weeks of nothing interspersed with sudden bursts of One Specific Flavor Of My Nonsense. ah well that’s just the quality experience I like to cultivate here at motley-melodrama.tumblr.com
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