If your first and only time interacting with me is asking for a boost / promo to your posts, I am not going to be very inclined to do that for you.
I am perfectly fine promo-ing posts if we’re, I dunno, friends, and we’ve actually established communication and connection beforehand. But if the first and only time you have ever talked to me is to use me and my blog for its follower base as a platform to spread your own stuff around, I’m not going to be very inclined to do so. Imagine how that makes me feel, as a human being, that you’re only interacting with me to try to get more views on your stuff.
My blog is a place for me to post what I want, how I want to post it. It is not a digital billboard. There is a person behind the blog; please consider their feelings before attempting to use their blog as advertising.
Think i’ve barely mentioned how the sisters accomplish their spy job, so here i’ll try to show it, exposing a little of the main connection between the whole thing i’ve been shitposting around and the mysteries behind XCX (hope you can catch the winks).
11.04.17 52/100: some more bujo for u guys & some header ideas using copic brush markers & le stylo feutre highlighters. my fave type if header is the one in the top right and the bottom left. i like using the one with the box for subtitles as well!!
Something I love is Diana dramatically posing in front of Steve, announcing she’s ready for the Man’s World:
And he just looks up and goes, “NOICE”. Like, he doesn’t even question why would she wear something like that, he quickly picked these women are not’ playing around and whatever they wear works for them, so Diana’s new outfit must be lit, too.
Later, he asks her to get some new clothes when they get to the Man’s World but it’s not because he believes what she’s wearing is inapropiate, but because he knows the rest of the world will think and they need a low profile.
He never questions her choices of clothing or weaponery. The only time he did was before he saw how fierce the Amazons are, once he saw these women fight, he stood to fight with them, no questions asked, not a shitty comment after.
This is what makes him so unique in front of other male characters in superhero movies. Had someone else wrote and directed the movie, had he been the hero even, we would probably had to sit down and listen to him joke about her armor, question Diana or (yikes, yikes, yikes) see him checking her out in her “next to no clothes” armor.
I put myself back in the narrative. I stop wasting time on tears. I live another fifty years. It’s not enough. I interview every solider who fought by your side. I try to make sense of your thousands of pages of writing. You really do write like you’re running out of time.