#anyway on with the subpar content I guess lol

[rawrroarart]

Hi everyone, semi-important update regarding this blog and why I don't post as often. I say semi because if you're just a casual looker of my blog, you can disregard this because nothing in my blog will change and I'll still be here.

But for the rest of you interested in reading more, I do have a lil potential treat at the end of this post, but it's a little long-winded to get to that point since I'm going to vent a little about my art. Though whether you read my ramble or not, you are free to claim the treat at the end (it's only a potential treat because it's based on if you even like it LOL). I'll be posting in the LWA tag, as I pretty much am a LWA blog, but I do apologize for clogging the place with something a bit unrelated, and this should be the last time I do it

Anyway if you're still reading let's get to it:

So obviously I've been dead in my blog and I hardly, if ever, post art. Now I guess it's normal to see something like this for blogs, as life gets in the way for most people and things just start to faze out. Circle of life or whatever. But truth to be told, I am still very much interested in drawing often, and as of late my life isn't even currently "in the way" that would prevent me from doing so. So why aren't I posting more frequently or even drawing at all if even on my own?

Drawing isn't fun.

That's really misleading, but let me clarify: I have too high of an expectation for myself, and with so many people watching, I get overwhelmed and even nauseous really about not churning out my absolute best All the Time. My situation obviously isn't unique or special or anything, and is of absolute no fault to you or anyone else following me. And I know, of course, no one is telling me to always churn out 100%, but it's the fear inside me to not disappoint even one of you, and I try to be a perfectionist and people-please all at once. Trying to draw like this isn't fun.

Aside from that, I also have huge issues regarding "spamming" people with my posts. This is a honestly stupid issue because no one is forced to follow me, and I know people are here because they want to be here, but I just can't help but feel bad when I post too frequently, especially combined with content that's subpar. Even this post alone I feel guilty about, since no one really "signed up" for a whole rant about inadequacy, but I figured it would be good for me especially for what treat I mentioned earlier.

These two issues together make up part of the whole sha-bang of my standstill. I get stressed if my content isn't up to standard and I get stressed if I post too often. So I just do nothing. And the more I do nothing the more stressed I get about having to be even better than the last time I've drawn, because it's obviously been so long that I must have improved on my own! (I haven't)

Anyway what does that bring us to? What is my attempt of a solution? Something obviously needs to happen to fix this, and I just want to have fun creating content again. So here's the "treat" that I mentioned earlier: I have a new art blog or should I say a doodle/scrap blog, and you are free to join me on my new journey.

How is this different from my current art blog, you ask? Well for one thing, it's going to be mainly for doodles, blurbs, anything I want really. The real kicker is that I also won't be tagging my posts (maybe occasionally if it's funny enough), so they shouldn't reach a bigger audience and spam the designated tags they would be in (like LWA). I can also more appropriately convince myself that, if you followed me, you especially are consenting to a bunch of posts (if I even post that much ha), and I'll also hold a soft spot for you LOL

You also don't have to follow me, as I'm sure a lot of my doodles will make their way to my art blog here, but in the form of one singular post labeled "doodle dump" or something. So no ones really "missing out" on anything. Following the new blog just gives you first access to whatevers going on with me

Note: I will still be posting art I put a lot of effort into on this blog!!

Of course this is all experimental, and it could all just go to shit, but I want to try to do something to get out of my slump. And before you ask "why can't you just draw without posting," it's because I thrive on validation also which is also why I get put in a standstill LOL. So yes please follow me if you'd like, I would be happy.

On another note, I'm also planning to purchase an ipad to actually have a better way of drawing, as my current digital art set up is really janky, laggy, and off-putting that it makes me not want to try either. But apple's art app looks so nice and seems perfect for me. I've set up my kofi to accept donations with a milestone if you wanted to lend a helping hand. It should be linked in my bio!

Anyway yea thanks for reading this far and supporting me. I'll do my best to keep producing content and improve my skills.

Tl;dr If you're here for the "treat," I have a new doodle blog but you consent to no thoughts head empty if you follow it. I'm also looking to buy an ipad sometime.

[itzagothamcitysiren]

Welcome to the Family

Ah, I decided to just do it and post two chapters in one night. This chapter is I think the longest I wrote and I hope you guys like it, I’m trying to start to get Halley out there and out of her comfort zone without her changing character completely. 

Also, this story will start to take a somewhat darker turn, you could say after this chapter, I already swear a butt load in this I guess, but I mean more content wise? I like the darker  and grittier aspect of Gotham villains. I love the fun stuff like Joker and Riddler and stuff, but the disturbing and creepy bad guys they fight are my weakness lol.   

and just in case for anyone new, link to my masterlist is in my bio and I’ll also repost it here :) 

There’s a Web That You Have Wove pt.5

           The days dragged as Jason dug himself in a deeper hole with each passing day. He didn’t know what made him act the way he was acting, and he’d go as far as deny that something was wrong with him to begin with if asked. It was starting to really piss Halley off, who had appeared to be the one he was directing all his anger out on. She had no idea that going off to get food with a friend would make him act like a complete child, if she had she would’ve never gone.

           She tried talking to him about it on constant occasions, only to get his door slammed in her face, or a shoulder shoved as he brushed past her to get away. She was growing tired of it and hadn’t a clue what his problem was. It had gotten to the point where she was desperate enough to go vent to Kori about it, of course making her swear not to tell Dick. He’d only make it worse by marching down to the cave and demanding to know what was up.

           “And it was after the party he started acting this way?” Kori questioned for the third time after Halley finally finished ranting. She was surprised when Halley called her again, but excited to find out how her party went. She was even more surprised, amused even, at the girl’s boy issues, which the alien heard was basically a given with High School parties.

           “Yes and I have no idea why.” Halley huffed, laying on one of the love seats in one of the many sitting rooms throughout the manor. She wanted privacy while she talked to Kori, and went off into one of the wings of the manor they barely ever used. “I don’t understand. He just started acting so strangely all of sudden. I just want to know if I did something wrong but he won’t talk to me.”

           “You did do something wrong,” Kori’s voice chuckled in her normal perky voice. She thought the girl’s innocence was endearing and made her think back to when she was only a little bit older than Halley. Dick had been this way with her for a while, and being from Tamaran she was unaccustomed to such childish behavior.

           “I did?” Halley gasped, not understanding.

           Kori laughed again, holding her hand to her head, shifting on her bed to get more comfortable. This was going to take a while to explain. She loved the girl like a little sister and had hoped that she’d one day have the conversation about boys but she hadn’t expected having that phone call anytime soon. Halley reminded Kori of herself when she first found herself on Earth, a lost girl trying to learn about many of earth’s customs. What was the phase Dick used to use? Oh yeah, fish out of water, Kori remembered.

           “Well, you didn’t really but to him you did.” Kori nodded, as if it was obvious.

           “That makes no sense. What did I do but not do wrong?” Halley pressed, now sitting up straight. She felt a growing headache, it increasing as she saw the time on the wall clock across the room.

           “Dick used to do the same with me when we first started noticing our feelings for one another. He’d grown very jealous but when I confronted him about it he’d push me away, saying that I misread his actions.” Kori reminisced. She continued, “Jason was simply upset that you left the party with another boy. He wanted to spend time with you.”

           Halley gulped, trying to process her friend’s words. She didn’t have feelings for Jason and there was no way Jason had feelings for her. They were just friends and nothing more. Sure, she knew Jason could get a little jealous, but only over his stupid self-confidence issues and feeling subpar to her when it came to their night job. But there was no way Jason would get jealous over something so stupid. Her and Dylan were just friends and like her and Jason they were nothing more.

           “Jason’s the complete opposite of Dick though, there’s no way.” She insisted, holding the phone closer to her face.

           “Alright fine, don’t believe me.” Kori shrugged, leaning into her pillows. She perked her head up when she heard her door opening. Dick walked in, holding a couple of bags of take-out. “Oh speaking of Dick, I’m going to let you go Halley, Dick’s here with dinner. I’ll talk to you soon.”

           “I want to say hi,” Dick started, putting the food down.

           Halley heard him and quickly said how she had to go, telling Kori to tell him hi for her before hanging up. Dick would know something was up at the tone of her voice, especially after the thoughts Kori just put in her head and she doubted she’d be able to hide it. Letting the phone drop on the couch she let out a groan, falling back and letting her head hit against the armrest. With a roll of her eyes, she stood up and began heading to her room.

           Ever since the party and Jason ignoring her, she had been talking to Dylan more; but that was only because Jason was being weird. Maybe Kori was right, now that she thought about it. No, she shook her head, Jason did not like her like that. They were friends, just friends. Friends who’ve barely spoken all week, she huffed to herself as she reached the hallway that held her room. She had to get ready due to that plans she made with Dylan tonight. It was her first time going out with someone from Gotham that hadn’t been Jason or Dick, and she was anxious enough about it she didn’t need to be thinking about any of this right now.

           She’d never gone bowling before and Dylan had been shocked after bringing up how he hadn’t gone in a while. He had been excited because a group of his friends were all going and couldn’t stop talking about it in class the other day. He had been appalled when he found out she’d never been and insisted she come with them. She tried saying no, knowing that she’d be out of place with his friends, even though she’d never met them to judge if that would be true or not.

           They all went to Gotham Central High, one of the city’s public schools. Apparently Dylan had gotten into Gotham Academy last year after winning one of the Wayne Grants due to his grades. He was a good student and a good kid, it wasn’t like she doubted that his friends weren’t the same as well but she couldn’t help but feel like she was imposing on their time together. He said otherwise, saying how he’d mentioned her to them and they wanted to meet her. Way to make her even more nervous.

           She reached her room and made her way in. She could hear Jason inside of his, music blaring out from the speakers. She thought about inviting him but wasn’t in the mood to have a door slammed in her face. She had a feeling it’d be the same answer as the one her gave her at the party anyway so why even bother. If Jason wanted to sulk and be lonely in his room on a Friday night then so be it, she didn’t care.

           Going to her closet, she began to try and put something together, this time making sure not to make a mess like last weekend. Alfred hadn’t been too happy about the wreck of a closet she left and forgot about. She knew what bowling was and decided she wanted to dress comfortably. Pulling out a neat pair of black leggings first, she then grabbed her favorite plum colored sweater. The air was still slightly chilly out even for it being the end of spring, she still reached for her jean jacket just in case.

           As she finished dressing she heard her phone buzz from its spot on her bed. Reaching for it she saw it was Dylan texting her that he was outside. She sighed, trying to get her nerves together. If you told her this time last year that’d she be going out for pizza and bowling with kids her age she’d laugh right in your face, but yet, here she was about to go do just that.

           She replied back, saying she’d be right down. Stuffing her phone and wallet in the pocket that hid inside her jacket she slipped her shoes on before rushing out of the room. Closing the door, she turned to see Jason’s one more time. She thought about knocking, to let him know she’d be leaving but paused. There was no point in that, don’t be silly, she told herself.

           She rushed down the stairs, feeling bad for making Dylan wait any longer. She rushed past Bruce and Alfred as they were making their way out of Bruce’s personal study. She had asked if it was okay to go earlier and after a nod from Alfred, Bruce said it was fine, asking her to just be back in time for patrol, which she of course agreed too. She waved a flustered goodbye to the older men, wishing them a goodbye. They paused their conversation to watch her disappear down the hall.

           She jumped down the stairs, stopping once she reached the bottom. Straightening out her sweater and pulling at her jacket before she opened the door. She saw his car parked down the steps and smiled. Closing the door behind her, she made her way down to the car. They were meeting his friends at the bowling alley, so he was the only one in the car, making her feel a little pressure being taken off of herself. She opened the door and took a seat, giving him a soft smile.

           “Hi,” she said, moving to grab her seat belt.

           He smiled back, waiting for her to get fasten her seat belt before pulling off. He’d never been to Wayne Manor before and couldn’t stop his mouth from dropping when he first pulled up to the gate. He had to be buzzed in, making him gape at how someone could live at a place so fancy. How Halley managed to keep a level head while being the adoptive daughter of Bruce Wayne was beyond him, but he hoped she never did let it get to her head.

           The car ride was filled with them talking about their day, Halley avoiding the topic of Jason, after her friend brought him up. Dylan mentioned how he was surprised she didn’t ask to bring Jason along, noting how close the pair were and couldn’t help but notice how off they’d been acting this past week. Halley merely waved him off, saying Jason was busy and just stressed about school.  She still frowned though, thinking now that she should’ve invited him. She didn’t linger on it for too long, Dylan noting her change in mood and started talking about something else soon after.

           She couldn’t help but find herself comparing him to Jason at this point though, which was new. The thought never crossed her mind until now. Both boys were a lot alike but at the same time completely different. Dylan was a lot more open, in a way reminding her of Dick. He shared his feelings on things and always asked how she was doing. Whereas with Jason, she’d never seen someone so closed off with their feelings besides her. She never really knew how he was feeling and when she thought she did, she learned that she was still missing something. He also never had to ask her what was wrong, unlike Dylan, he just knew.

           The more she thought about it there weren’t that many similarities between the two besides the fact that she felt comfortable with them. She felt like she could let her guard down and start to act like a normal teenager even with the thought of her still wanting to be like a normal teenager still odd to her. The former assassin didn’t feel like a former assassin when she was in their company and it was nice.

           They reached the bowling alley some time later, the drive from the manor to the city taking at least thirty to forty-five minutes depending on traffic. She felt bad for making him drive so far out for her and apologized once it dawned on her. She insisted on giving him gas money but he denied it saying how he didn’t mind.

           He parked the car and began leading her towards the building with neon lights on the doors and a giant bowling pin outside of the building. Her eyes surveyed the building once they entered it, the bright red rugs catching her eyes along with the checkered tiles down near the actual bowling alley. She noted how there was a snack bar and also an area for an arcade. She’d been to an arcade once, with Wally and Dick. It’d been really fun and hoped she’d have a chance to go over there before the night ended.

           She noted that the room was loud, music playing, but it was completely different from the music played at the party. She actually didn’t mind this. And it was crowded but again not like the party. She didn’t feel annoyed or claustrophobic, just curious.

           Halley looked up as Dylan’s friends came into sight, him calling out to them and ushering her quickly over. They all sat around a table, laughing and joking with one another, immersed in whatever topic they were talking about. Once they reached the table, Dylan motioned to Halley after greeting his friends. “Guys, this is my friend Halley,”

           They all waved at her as Dylan proceeded to introduce them each at a time. First he pointed out to his friend Danny, a dark skinned boy wearing a grey beanie and black and red flannel shirt. She noted the Batman logo on his shirt and smirked. She remembered Dylan mentioning him once before; they’d been best friends since they were little kids and Dylan spoke very fondly of him. Halley smiled back at him, giving him a shy wave.  Next he pointed to pale skinned boy wearing some sports team jersey. He introduced himself as Colton and following him was another guy named Max, another light skinned boy with long brown hair, whose nose was buried in a handheld gaming device.

           She greeted them each, noting how Dylan failed to mention that they were all guys. She didn’t have anything against them being all guys, she was the only girl in her household currently anyway so she was used to it. She just assumed there’d be another girl there for whatever reason. Her fears of being out of place striking back at her again as she looked between them all, after giving them all a smile and a wave.

           “So we already got our shoes and a lane, just waiting for you to finally show up.” Colton said, motioning to the lane that stood behind the table and down the steps. Dylan nodded, taking Halley to go pick out a pair of shoes and a ball.

           It took her a two tries to get shoes that fit, feeling sheepish as she got her size wrong. The shoes fit looser than normal shoes but Dylan just laughed and said it was okay. Once she grabbed a ball that felt like it was okay in weight, she followed Dylan back to his friends. They started just as they arrived, letting Halley go first since it was her first time. Eyes wide, she nearly begged for someone else to go before her so she could watch, not ready to completely embarrass herself yet. Danny chuckled, saying how he told Colton that they shouldn’t have wrote her name in first. He offered to switch places with her, and she thankful agreed.

           She watched, trying to learn as quickly as she could, as he walked up to the line separating the floor from the alley. The dark skinned boy took aim, letting the ball roll out of his grasp. She watched the ball reel down the alley, hitting the pins in seconds. He knocked down a good amount, only two pins standing by the end of his second turn.

           Halley felt butterflies in her stomach as it was her turn. Walking up to the conveyor belt of balls she picked up the one she chosen.  Inserting her fingers into the holes, she walked over to the line like Danny had. She was a master marksman, she could easily hit those pins. Biting the inside of her cheek, she aimed and threw the ball. She gasped as the ball felt like it was going to pull her fingers out of their sockets. She gasped again as the ball landed on the shiny wood floors with a loud thunk before rolling right into the gutter. She watched as the ball slowly rolled right past the pins and disappeared.

           She turned around with red cheeks. Looking at Dylan in a loss for words she let out a laugh. The boys joined in, Colton cackling about how bad that was. She felt a little bit better, reaching for the ball as it reappeared on the belt. Dylan stood up offering to help her this time, telling her to not basically chuck the ball, and she should be good. She nodded, lining up the shot again, this time going easy as she tossed the ball more gently this time.

            Halley watched as it made contact with the pins. She didn’t hit that many but she didn’t get what they called a gutter ball, which she was satisfied with. In fact, she was quite satisfied overall with her performance all night. She wasn’t great in no means but that first gutter ball had been her last at least and she’d been making progress throughout the night. And she didn’t really care about her bowling skills as she ended up enjoying herself regardless. It turns out she was right about Dylan’s friends, they were great. Colton was a little rough around the edges, a little too cocky for her tastes but she loved how Danny was right there to shut him up.

           After they played a few rounds they made their way to the snack bar, ordering a pizza to share before heading over to the arcade. She had just finished playing the fruit ninja game, absolutely slaying, in Max’s words, when she felt her pocket vibrate. Excusing herself, she let Max take over her next turn and walked away from the group. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and cursed. It was almost eleven and she had a bunch of missed texts from Jason. She’d taken off her jacket while she was bowling and only now had just put it back on when they reached the arcade.

           -B wants to know if you’re on your way home.

           -Yo?

           -We’re leaving soon. Alfred’s now worried, good job dork.

           -He’s not happy

           -By ‘he’ I mean Alfred. And Bruce too…

           -Alfred’s about to leave to go get you

           -You’re in so much trouble, hope you’re new boyfriend was worth it

           “Shit,” she cursed reading through the texts quickly. She winced at the last one; Jason was totally jealous. Her heart thumped faster as she looked back at the group. The time had gone by so fast she had only felt like she’d been there for an hour or two. She moved to step outside to call Jason and let him know she was alright and sorry. The cold spring air hit her in the face and she placed a hand in her pocket as she heard the phone start to dial. She moved out of the way of the main doorway, stepping closer to the edge of the building to give the people walking into and out of the bowling alley space to move.

           Jason’s voicemail greeted her and she hung up, moving to text him instead. They must’ve already been on patrol. She opened up her messenger app and began rapidly typing. She’d have to call Alfred after this, apologize for making him drive out here this late.

           As she was about to hit send the sound of feet scuffling and a sharp cry reached her ears. She walked forward, not stopping until she reached the corner of the building and came face to face with the alleyway. Peering down, she had to squint due to the dark, but nevertheless made out two figures struggling for dominance. Putting the phone in her pocket she crept in get a closer look, now in full work mode.

           Once she was closer she got a clearer image of what was happening. A woman struggled to get out of the grasp of a man. The man held a knife to her neck while the other was grasping towards her chest. His face was hidden as he kissed up her neck, ignoring the woman’s blubbering for him to stop.

           “Hey!” Halley curtly yelled, venom dripping out of her mouth as she made her presence known.

           The woman’s eyes darted to hers almost thankfully but then scared again. Halley just looked like any other fifteen year old, she didn’t look intimidating right now. The man thought so too, letting out a laugh as he raised his head to look at the intruder. Halley took a step back once his face was raised, hand instinctively reaching for where her knives would’ve been, if she was wearing her damned uniform. Just as she felt her phone starting to vibrate again she locked eyes with none other than the man she’d faced only a week ago, Victor Zsasz.

[valeriemperez]

As of right now, we can just keep trying to trend #IStandWithCandicePatton. Just like we've seen #ABiggerWorldForIris for a while. The hate that Iris and CP has gotten even more despicable and we just need to stand by her.

I think that makes sense! Let’s keep tweeting #IStandWithCandicePatton while we tweet about #TheFlash!

Maybe this is a silly idea but I think the only way we can get #IStandWithCandicePatton to trend is if we all tweet about it at the same time. So I mean, for example, if it’s 7pm EST & we start to tweet then at 6pm CST they start, 5pm MST they start & 4pm PST they start. I hope that makes sense. Thereby all of our tweets are accumulated together at the same time despite different time zones, then maybe it can trend.

Not silly! I agree that we should start an hour before the show airs. 

Hi Tati, is it just me? Or did we not get a fair amount of spoilers this season. It seems like last year there were a lot of interviews, bts content and general buzz. We didn’t even get a sizzle reel for 4b. It just seems like since the wedding, The Flash hasn’t had any type promotion. Am I wrong?

You’re correct. The only things that they hyped this season were Crisis on Earth-X, Mystery Girl and Run Iris Run. Outside of that, Flash has had very little promotion and next to no spoilers. No idea why that is.

The we’re going to need more diapers line and Iris you’re glowing is definitely foreshadowing for WA babies.I guess it’s possible that IWA and Fefe could find out they’re pregnant in 5x01 and 7x01 respectively. However, the prospect of Fefe having a baby on-screen is frightening. Her acting is already subpar

Yeah, there’s really no way to know when Iris will be pregnant. All we know is one day she will give birth to the twins, lol.

Yeah TVLine often ends up adding slots as they’re revealed. Wasn’t there only two pregnancies in the first place anyway, now there’s three? I’m neutral on Iris being pregnant in the finale, but I definitely don’t think the Scorecard is the deal breaker.

Agreed!

And LMAO! I mean, her fans like her acting and I assume the writers do too, so it probably doesn’t matter to them how the rest of us feel.

Why do you think the show won’t let Grant and Candice look the way they do during hiatus? Candice looks amazing with her natural and braided hair and Grant looks better with facial hair and his hair not slicked down with gel

TV shows - especially ones run by white people - have very specific looks for their actors/characters. So unfortunately, it’s very rare that we’ll get to see a vastly different look.

I don’t know anything about tv production so I’m wondering with the announcement of David Ramsey directing episode 7x11 do all tv shows have plans that far in advance?

Yes, they do!

Last year had a lot of spoilers because it was about Iris and if she is going to die in the future so everyone was wondering when will savitar to take her and how would Barry save her but this year not everyone is interested in devoe or Wells and Caitlin plots. 

ROFL, I’m pretty sure that’s not the reason. They would have to promote the stories in the first place to find out if anyone cares.

[panda-plumbobs]

HOW DO I GET FOLLOWS, LIKES, REBLOGS AND ASKS I STARTED MY BLOG IN JULY AND IT IS SHORT TILL JULY AND YOU HAVE TONS OF FOLLOWERS AND I JUST GOT 50, But On A Calmer Note I Just Need Some Friendly Advice. Wow 9997 Visits For You.

ahhh nonny tbh i don’t know why so many people are following cos my content is literally the definition of subpar but i will try and give you the all the advice i can! however, first and foremost, i hope that you value the enjoyment you are getting out of running your blog above all the follows and attention! having 50 more dedicated followers is better than having a thousand unactive ones 😉 anyway, i am by no means good at this blog thing and have no idea why so many people are sticking around but i guess my top things would be… (under the cut lol cos this is way longer than i thought it would be 😂)

• be yourself - you didn’t specify if you were a simblr or not but i’m sure you must be part of some sort of tumblr community. the sims community is ma-hoo-sive so it can certainly be hard to be spotted, but if you just copy someone else you will probs a) be called out cos we are all savages and drama whores but b) you won’t be special or different. you don’t have to make your blog super personal to show this - just try out different things, be honest with your followers and BE YOU when you are writing up posts. sure, it’s great to be inspired by others ideas but make sure you are doing you and are comfortable in what you are doing. find new ways to be original with content you love yourself. being unique is better than being perfect!

• post consistently - (lol coming from the girl who is still on hiatus but) make sure you are posting your awesome stuff as often as you can. its great to reblog and share other people’s content but people follow your blog for you and your stuff, not others! so i would make sure that your blog is mainly your posts and less reblogs, as i know myself that i tend to shy away from blogs that do that - not because their blogs are bad i’m sure, but because i can just follow the original people who made the post! you don’t have to have a schedule, or even be posting the main content of your blog (e.g. sims screenshots or fan art). i’ve learnt that just posting a meme, tag or even just a random text post can keep your followers engaging with your blog and gain you more in the process! of course, don’t abuse this and spam, cos that does the complete opposite!

• quality over quantity - at first, seems to kind of counteract the last point, but making content that you are proud of and is engaging for everyone means more people will notice it - meaning more likes and activity on posts, and more people wanting more. don’t rush things, or make a post just for the sake of making one, as people will be able to see that your heart isn’t really in it. if you want a dedicated and active following you need to grow slowly, and get people really invested in what you post. making friends and collaborating with people, which is super easy on tumblr thanks to tags, can draw people to your blog and get others to basically promote how great you are - so don’t be afraid to get in contact with people who are happy to talk or just be really active on someone else’s blog that you love to get them to notice you to get them to tag or message you!

• having an aesthetically pleasing and easy-to-use blog - okay, so this sounds really petty but it’s true! even just tagging all your posts correctly and making a link to all those posts tagged can get people who may at first be interested in your blog, to become obsessed with it (say with sims, tagging a legacy with the name of the family and generation, and having a page with links to the beginning of it). people can read through your loads of your blog posts nice and quickly, without having to search too far for things. furthermore, having an uncluttered theme and layout is great - you shouldn’t need too many things at a smaller stage, so go for something clean and easy-on-the-eyes. people will be able to find certain posts easily and focus on the posts rather than all the other crazy links on the side. i’ve also found that having a theme that lets you like without having to go into the post itself makes blogs so much more easier to interactive with, as you don’t need to keep page-hopping to show your love!

if you need to and comfortable with coming off anon, i’d be happy to answer any questions and/or help you if you need to! ♡