#reblogging for those who didn't see

[introspectivememories]

NICO: WE SHARED THE LIFT THIS MORNING! I WAS GOING TO THE POOL TRAMPOLINE WITH MY TWO DAUGHTERS AND HE WAS GOING TO THE RACETRACK. PINKHAM: VERY DIFFERENT LIVES YOU'RE CURRENTLY LEADING.

[coulsonlives]

Omg, Dante Basco ships Zutara! My life is complete.

[9x07]

how many times do we need to learn as people that irony and hyperbole can be harmful because 'jokes' aren't easily distinguished from genuine thoughts and feelings until we stop rewarding people for speaking or posting about violence

like even if you're joking/don't actually believe that/think whoever you are insulting is bad/immoral/fictional therefore deserves it - ad hominem attacks always do more harm to the people who share those characteristic then the individual you intend to cause harm to or discredit

[tolerateit]

hmmm unfollowing and blocking lots of people

[dragon-tamer-1]

I want to be able to reblog people's art without having to worry about people's negative reactions when it's someone that a majority of people don't like, is that so much to ask?

Why must it be a problem if I like someone's art even if the person believes in something others don't? Why must people treat people like they're bad for liking someone's art and writing when others don't like that person because of their beliefs?

I'm just hanging out and reblogging art and writing that I find enjoyable. In the end that's just what I'm doing when I reblog stuff. Enjoying it. If it's something I don't enjoy/like to see, I just block the tag or, if it's a specific blog that I decided that I didn't enjoy and don't want to see I block that blog as well. Otherwise just vibing. I don't hate anyone that doesn't like someone else of course, but the way people talk about that one person, it's like they think it's the worst possible thing for someone to enjoy that person's art and writing. I just can't hate someone based on that person's beliefs, it just goes against my own personal beliefs, and I can't help that I still enjoy those things.

I try to keep the drama and stuff off my blog cause I'm not about that. And it shouldn't be treated like some kind of crime to still enjoy someone's art/writing/etc just because other people don't like that person, in my opinion.

[unforth]

I just realized USAdians on this website treat anti-capitalism the same way they treat voting.

As in: "I hate how this country is run, and I think both parties suck, so I won't vote." and when it's pointed out to them that treating both parties as "the same" when they're clearly NOT tends to lead to Republican victories and much worse public policies, they shrug and go "not my problem, I didn't vote" when it's like. Literally people not voting for Democrats because they'd prefer a Perfect Dream Candidate Who Is Much More Left is part of why Republicans win as often as they do, especially on a national level.

As in: "I hate capitalism and being advertised to, so fuck no, I won't give Tumblr/Mozilla/this small business/this independent creator my money, they advertised to me!" with zero recognition that as much as we all hate capitalism, we're fucking stuck with it, and the platforms you love won't exist without support, and small and individually owned business will cease to exist without customers, whereas their anti-capitalism "just don't buy things that are advertised to them" thinking doesn't hurt the big places at all and therefore their attitudes actually tend to further the most harmful aspects of capitalism instead of preventing them.

As it turns out, doing nothing is pretty much the exact opposite of virtuous in cases like this! Who'd have thunk!

(don't even get me started on the forms of privilege that go into saying, "the outcomes of this actually matter to me so little that I think it's better to do absolutely nothing than to compromise and support something that isn't perfect/exactly what I want." And definitely don't get me started when the platforms disappear, the business close, the bad laws are passed, and people go, "but I didn't vote for the Leopards Eating My Face party OR the Leopards Not Eating My Face party and it's not MY fault the Leopards Eating My Face party won so WHY ARE LEOPARDS EATING MY FACE?")

[ethereal-kloud]

um hi i’m not dead

Someone stops.

And Kyōya breathes.

(or, Kyōya remembers a life of normalcy before all of this madness. He still wouldn’t change a thing.)

Hibari Kyōya is three years old. That is a fact.

(They were there, watched him take his first glimpse of the world, heard his sobbing, recorded his baby steps and recorded every monumental occasion they could have with their occupation.)

Hibari Kyōya is a genius. That is also a fact.

(Walking sooner, speaking sooner, awareness in his eyes, absorbing lessons with something unexplainable behind his gaze, something both sad and apathetic, something a child should not feel.)

Hibari Kyōya knows what death feels like.

(This is something he wishes was not a fact.

He knows that something is wrong with this place he is in. He knows that he doesn’t quite belong, even with the people who call themselves his family. He knows that he shouldn’t be like this but he can’t help it and he’s suffocating and—)

“Kyōya?” an unfamiliar voice calls. Kyōya hums in response.

He is fine.

(He’s not.)

—————

He remembers the instant when he had first opened his eyes.

A spike of anxiety and confusion, his skin crawling from the feelings of hands on him (offoffoff), irritation from the noise of the world. And then fuzzy, inconsistent blobs of color, even further blurred and splotchy with his tears (why was he crying?).

He tried to speak, to ask where he was and who they were, but all that came out were frustrated babbling sounds whose meaning was further muddled by the sound of his tears (why) and being unable to really catch his breath. He opened his mouth to scream, but something is pushed in and he can’t breathe and instincts take over when something sweet trickles down his throat. It’s pleasant— more so than the brightness of wherever he is now, but he doesn’t understand. It leaves, and the liquid drips down his chin, but his eyes grow heavy.

He scrambled to tell his mind to stay awake and conscious, a wave of drowsiness blanketing all of his previous rush of emotions, leaving only exhaustion in its wake.

‘Nothing makes sense,’ he struggled to think clearly, recognizing nothing. Only a comforting warm thrumming under his heart prevents him from trying to shout again, a film over what exactly he was doing before coming into awareness here dulling its importance to him at the moment.

(It’s clear that he has very different memories of this moment (of before) than the rest of them do. As cliche as it might sound, this changed both everything important and lost nothing at all of value, in regards to the future.)

And yet, with none of this knowledge just yet, Kyōya succumbs to the call of sleep.

[baejax-the-great]

Sometimes I think writers are more prone to the "If I'm not perfect at this on the first go, and if I don't get incredibly popular immediately, it was pointless and I quit forever."

I totally get that impulse. I have it, too.

Writing, like anything, requires practice and time. I think this is difficult to internalize, because unlike art, the difference in quality is not immediately obvious to your eyes. Two chunks of writing side by side just look like two chunks of writing.

I think I was writing for three years before I felt like my writing was noticeably better than my earlier stuff AND I had started writing much more quickly. That is a long time to wait to see improvement. Moreover, that improvement wasn't reflected in my AO3 metrics at all, because I had gone from writing a more popular ship to a less popular one (and from there a rare pair, hah!). If popularity had been my goal, then improving my writing was far less important than writing ships and tropes with wide appeal.

I started drawing in 2020, and I'm still terrible at it (which absolutely reflects my lack of dedication to practicing). I think for me, the difference was I had never picked up a pencil with the intention of drawing something, so that first monstrous picture I made wasn't discouraging at all. I was surprised I was able to make anything that looked remotely like a person.

Most of us have been writing in some form since we were children, even if that writing was never specifically fiction, so we feel like we should be automatically better at it than a 30yo who picks up a marker for the first time and can't draw a straight line. But writing a story is a different skill than academic writing, and much like drawing, if you don't practice it with some regularity and intention, your improvement won't be that noticeable.

This is not meant to discourage people by saying you have to write for an hour a day if you want to be any good at it. I don't believe that. My point is more that when nobody likes my fail-drawings, my reaction is pretty much, yeah, not surprising. I'm drawing for niche fandoms and I still have a ways to go before my compositions have any sort of universal appeal. Popularity and "success" (whatever that means) was never the point.

I could choose not to post any of my drawings until I'm an expert some ten years from now or whatever, but I don't really mind if my flops are out there on the internet. I drew them with love.

Writing is much the same. And if the love is there, others who share that love will find you.

[redysetdare]

y'know, I'm gonna apologize to the people I've gotten short with in the past. I'm sorry i let my short temper get to me and I'm sorry i took it out on you, especially if you were being genuine, patient, and kind. I should've met you with the same tact and grace but instead I lashed out. It doesn't matter how much i felt you deserved it at the time because i still could've been more kind and patient with you. it doesn't matter how much my patience had worn thin or how much i had dealt with before hand. I had the option to be kind and i chose not to and that is on me. I hope to be better. I hope to be kind. I don't want to be angry all the time.

[fictionadventurer]

Mary, mother of the unborn, pray for us.

Holy Innocents, pray for us.

[magentagalaxies]

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[non-un-topo]

God if I had the energy and brainpower I’d be drawing Quynh + Nicky being chaotic and dumb together

[justsomeoneunordinary]

sometimes i make the brave yet stupid mistake to click on the notes of an art piece or gifset with 1k notes and feel my blood boil in anger as i realize only 100 of those are reblogs and the rest are all likes. with every year i am on here, this is getting worse and worse. does the reblog button mean nothing to you??? even tho it's literally the reason you see posts on your dash??? it's right next to the like button, you can't bloody miss it! it shouldn't be that hard to reblog the things one likes, hello??? art takes time and love and energy to create and the minimum one can do is spread it, even leave a kind comment if/when you have the time! stop taking it for granted ffs

[humankk]

(Try drawing Frisk again after... not doing so for a long while, seriously I mean... last time it come off kind of not good but I think this one is great!)

(...the hands was supposed to uhh, move to the side but I forgot in the middle and make the effect to make it look like it’s tapping instead so uhh, ignore that?) 

[dumbdomb]

if you've been blocked recently, it's bc i actually check my notes and have had so many blogs on my dni on my personal posts that i have been blocking anyone associated with those accounts. either you have your likes hidden for this reason or you don't pay attention to who you're interacting with and what content they're posting. check the source, ppl 🙄

[lenievi]

I think the problem with TOS and me is that I need everything to follow a certain formula which includes McCoy being the one dealing with Kirk’s moods. If Kirk feels down or has a problem, I need it to be McCoy he talks to. I need it to be McCoy who gives him an advice. Spock can give him an advice too, but McCoy’s advice either needs to follow or precede (but usually follow) – because that’s the formula the show follows.

I know other people probably want more variety, but I’m very simple and want the same thing again and again, even if it only reduces McCoy to a character who’s written around Kirk. Because he is. He’s written around Kirk and Spock because he is a tool to express their emotions when neither of them can express them.

And I feel like when the show’s traditional trio roles are broken, it never works for me. Neither Kirk nor Spock can work without McCoy. I’m not saying it because I like McCoy, it’s just that you literally can’t take him out because then you even lose the kind of relationship Spock and Kirk have in the show imho

And that’s why I think a lot of novels just won’t ever work for me perfectly because a lot of authors 1. don’t know how to write McCoy 2. don’t know what role to give him because they refuse to give him his role in the show - i.e. be Kirk’s confidant. Some authors know what to do with him, but it’s rare.