reblogs and likes are as always really appreciated!!!

anonymous asked:

If the art was that good people would see it anyway. Without the artist needing to reblog it 100 times

I see you’re stemming from liv’s @larvesta own answer about this and I’m not gonna lie, I’m really hesitant about saying anything on the matter bc i don’t do this kind of thing but I realise people actually think this way so here’s a proper answer. 

It doesn’t work that way. I should know, I should really know. People here on Tumblr get lucky often and you wouldn’t think that, especially if you don’t create content yourself. Things just don’t become popular all of a sudden, most of the time it needs to get reblogged by the right person and add the balance between having good content yourself as well as an ongoing status as a creator. Not to mention how you go about treating your followers, your personality and how you act here. And you’ll tell me; “But people with good art have so many notes! It must be because they’re good! See, you don’t need to reblog it so many times!”

I hope you know what it feels like to be an artist here because I do. I especially do. I have talked, reblogged, supported, and have met so many, too many artists here, some insanely obscure. Some whose work looks like it took so many hours and has very little over 50 notes; my work included. And I can tell you now that I can personally handpick and tell you that some of the work I’m most proud of and have took many hours on are not over 200 notes. I’m not saying I’m frustrated by that, because some of us are reassured in our skill but let me tell you that every time I think of a fellow artist out there who releases amazing art and earns very little notes who looks at their note count and wonders if they are good enough, my heart breaks. And there’s young artists who are still getting by, who are not as good yet but took the same amount of effort and time, they deserve to be cheered on. 

Because people think artists here are machines, capable of creating content without regards to who actually appreciates it. No one is like that, artists are fragile just like everyone else and people really forget that. They really do. 

People don’t just see the art out of nowhere, do you understand the huge amount in this platform? There’s millions of work everywhere, you need to be supported to be seen, you need to withstand the thousands of others around you and you might have to create something that’s away from the norm to stand out, you might have to take hours of your time. You don’t know unless you really indulge yourself this platform, you don’t know unless you yourself do work for more than four hours, no breaks and absolutely tired, and look at your note count to see a disheartening number. You have no idea, you really don’t.

And don’t guilt them, please. I could reblog my art so many times, but sometimes the thougt of ‘maybe it gets annoying’ always bears in my mind, artists are made to feel like it’s okay that they’re not being appreciated. I’m proud of those who reblog their art because they know they deserve better, and guess what? They do.  

There’s a difference between good content and popular content, popular content aimed towards a specific audience that you know will like and reblog that. Good content is a dangerous hit and miss. I really appreciate people who do art for things that are not popular, because sometimes they really do have to rely solely on their skills. I say it’s a dangerous hit and miss because you know it might not have that specific audience, but you still take the effort and time into it anyway. Imagine that; knowing something is popular but going for the alternative anyway; taking time, taking effort, putting your all into it. That’s absolutely insane, man. Imagine knowing you can put that time and effort into something popular that might attract way more notes, but still doing something else for the sake of that something else. 

Also there’s the matter of timezones, in which there’s a worldly concept that everyone is in different times and not everyone is here at the same time to see the same content. I don’t want to explain this; please at least understand the concept of time. 

Artists reblog their work because they want others to see it, to appreciate it. Because sometimes it’s the only way others can. Reblogging their own work is an artist’s way of supporting themselves and you think I’m going to let you let them think that that’s a bad thing? That they’re not allowed to do that? Go home, buddy. 

I don’t have anything against anyone, I just wrote this realising that people actually think this is actually how it works and even then, I don’t have anything against you, maybe you’re just misinformed, some just don’t know enough about this to really understand. 

So here it is buds: support artists supporting themselves. It’s as simple as that. 

Prince Adam Headcanons.

I’m so in love DON’T TOUCH ME. Here are a few more headcanons because I have no self control.

  • Prince Adam physically kills me like just imagine this cinnamon roll, who’s so starved for affection from the person he loves because he spent so long as The Beast, that he literally shudders whenever you touch him. 
    • A good sort of shudder as it reminds him that he earned your love and has gained your trust in the best ways possible.
  • The feeling of bare fingertips trailing on his skin. A sort of intimate affection he hadn’t actually gotten since his mother passed away. 
    • Your hands brushing through his hair. It’s silky between your fingertips and leaves you feeling warm. Adam shuts his eyes and enjoys the feeling. 
      • Imagine putting flowers in your hair and he absolutely lets you. Adam actually enjoys this a lot more than you thought. 
      • You always choose colors that’ll make his eyes pop even more.
  • The gentlest and pure sort of love. Holding hands with one another and just generally enjoying one another’s company. Bonus points if one of you is reading to the other. You love to hear him read. He’s got a lovely voice.
    • If the two of you aren’t holding hands, he’ll wrap his pinkie finger around yours and pull your hand into an embrace.
      • Probably a bit protective too. Say, you’re out at an event together and he has the underlying feeling that someone he doesn’t like seems fixated on you, he’ll wrap his arm around your waist and keep you close to him. 
        • Presses his lips to your hairline constantly through the night whenever he catches eyes with them to assure that they know you’re there with him.
  • Adam trying to give you a kiss to the cheek after eating and he happens to have soup on his face from not using a spoon. He tries, but ultimately fails when you throw napkins at him from across the table.
  • Even sitting next to one another, and with a small smile, he bumps his knee against yours and convinces you with a rather sincere grin to lean against him.
  • Those exceedingly late nights where he finds himself unable to sleep and curls into a small ball, coaxing you to hold him because that’s all he needs right now. The assurance that you and your love are not going to leave him. Usually happens after a nightmare.
    • Even those nights where the two of you can’t sleep and you end up reading by the fireplace, snuggled next to each other. 
      • Sort of funny though, he’ll seem more invested in your book than in his sometimes.
  • The small smile he gives you before he leaves you with a wisp of a kiss on your lips. Barely a touch, and his lips are still curled into a smile as he pulls away. Adam’s fingers trace under your eye, above your cheek. A tender stroke.
    • Even when he kisses the back of your hand, you can feel all of the emotion he pours into it.
    • Uhm, don’t get me started on forehead kisses okay. But, just imagine him cupping both sides of your face, looking at you with those beautiful blue eyes and craning his head down and kissing the middle of your forehead. His lips linger. Things are all right now and are only going to get better.

Y’all, I hoped you like these! Thank you for reading, and as always, Reblogs and likes are really appreciated! Thank you!!! -Em.

hi i wanted to write a post about BDD (body dysmorphic disorder) because ive never ever seen it discussed and i would like more people to be aware of it and maybe, some other people will realize they have it and not feel so messed up like i did for a long time

BDD is a disorder that makes you hyperfocus on your appearance, a lot of times its a specific part of your appearance. you obsess over a perceived ugliness and it preoccupies a lot of your time & makes daily functioning/social interaction very hard. its linked with other anxiety disorders (specifically OCD which i also have) and sometimes is thought of as being a subset of OCD

heres some symptoms in no particular order:

  • hiding/masking yourself (needing to put on a lot of makeup, always wearing sunglasses or baggy clothes, in my case i have to wear band-aids on my face and sometimes have to wear a literal face mask)
  • intense anxiety/suicidal feelings if “mask” isnt available
  • need for reassurance about appearance, but then immediately disqualifying any compliments you receive (”theyre just saying that to appease me, its because this picture was in a certain lighting/edited, i was wearing makeup” etc)
  • self-worth largely tied to appearance and thus feeling worthless very often. as a consequence it becomes really hard to talk about symptoms because preoccupation w/ appearance is seen as “vain”
  • withdrawal/fear in close or intimate relationships for fear of being seen as ugly
  • avoiding social situations for fear of being seen as ugly
  • looking in the mirror a lot (or avoiding mirrors), analyzing appearance daily, picking at skin/face/etc
  • comparing your appearance to other peoples (excessively and constantly: “people think this person is pretty and i look nothing like them so im ugly. people have called this trait ugly and i have it so im ugly” etc)
  • missing school, work, other events bc you feel like everyone will be staring at you and judging your appearance. this contributed to me dropping out of school
  • obsession with changing appearance or “fixing” perceived defects (personally i was obsessed with skincare for a long time and was always trying to find the perfect skincare routine and spent so much money on products trying to make my acne go away)

theres probably more but yea, this is getting really long! i would really really appreciate if people reblogged this so other people can know about it, also if you have any questions or just want to talk about your experiences feel free to shoot me an ask!


I don’t know why but I just thought of an AU where instead of Saitama becoming a hero, he’s a soldier who serves in the military instead.

I was talking with a friend about this idea, reason why I did this was because I’ve been watching too much war movies.

So like in this AU, Saitama served in the marine corps since he was 18 then an apocalypse happened where monsters started emerging from the earth and always threatened to wipe out humanity, have revenge, become rulers etc, etc.

Saitama fights off these monsters everyday for 3 years and in the process becomes stronger and stronger. (becomes just like saitama in the original anime) But he’s goal is to find the remaining human soldiers becuz that was the order given to him.

Still tryna make a plot for this AU, I actually really liked this AU tho. Hope ya’ll like it!

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A series of drabbles counting down the six weeks from Iwaizumi’s birthday to Oikawa’s.

Hajime’s always been an early riser.

Six in the morning, he wakes up almost on the dot. He has an alarm set for fifteen after but he never really needs it; he doesn’t laze around in bed, getting himself moving up for a run and a shower before he has to get ready for the day. It’s nice, and energizing, and gets him ready to go.

But, well… this start to his day is even better.

Hajime blinks himself awake, moving slowly. He’s warm. So warm. He shifts, feeling warmth pressed against his front even with the cool breeze coming in from the window. He pushes closer, nuzzling in, and feels Tooru breathe, tucked in his arms.

Ah, right. They fell asleep together again.

He slides his hand down from where it’s resting near Tooru’s collarbone down his chest, feeling the definition of his abdomen as he goes, stopping right when his fingertips reach the incredibly soft skin of his hips.

They fell asleep together, naked, after coming home from the bar a little bit buzzed, lips pressed together, hands touching everywhere, wanting more, always more-

He feels his face heat up at the memory, warmth pooling in the pit of his stomach.

Hajime knows that this is normal - they’re dating now, they’re together, for a while now even - but it all still feels so… surreal. That he can pull him close, and hug him, kiss him, make love to him; that he gets to fall asleep with him and then wake up in the morning like this - curled up around Tooru, limbs tangled together, warmth and scents and feelings all mixed up.

He takes a deep breath, completely surrounded by the scent of Tooru. He smells like warmth and happiness and home. It’s so calm and relaxing.

God, he never wants to leave.

The sun is streaming in through the crack between the curtains, but Hajime has no intentions of getting up. He shifts his weight up so that he can reach over Tooru and tug the curtains closed, filling the room with cool, quiet darkness.

Tooru hardly even moves, just snuggling back a little further when Hajime settles back in. He breathes slowly, regularly, and Hajime noses against the back of his neck, squeezing his arms around him in a tight hug. Tooru sighs, and Hajime closes his eyes, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

It’s slow, and steady, and Hajime ends up falling back asleep.

When he wakes up for the second time, there’s soft laughter in his ears and a kiss pressed to his forehead.

Tooru nudges his cheek with his nose, sliding his hands down Hajime’s back. His fingers are cool against Hajime’s bare skin and the touches make him shiver. He cuddles a bit closer, nosing at Tooru’s face and Tooru laughs, warm breaths against his neck.

“What’s up with this, Hajime? You’re so cuddly this morning.” Tooru smiles and hooks his leg around Hajime’s, pressing their bodies together in a silly attempt to be closer than they already are. Always needing to be touching. “Since when do you sleep later than I do?”

Hajime huffs, draping his arms around Tooru lazily. His fingers curl in the soft hairs at the base of Tooru’s neck and he pushes him in close enough to press a slow, lazy kiss to his lips.

Tooru kisses him back in equal measure, tightening his hold around Hajime, needing more, more, as always-

Hajime breaks the kiss to press their foreheads together, smiling softly. “Where else would I rather be than here?”

Tooru laughs, brushing their noses together. “Good… because your day today is starting with some serious cuddles.”

“Oh, yeah?” Hajime smirks, moving his fingers through Tooru’s hair. So soft.

“Mhm. I don’t make the rules,” Tooru says, nuzzling Hajime’s neck, resting his head on his chest. The weight is more than welcome, and Hajime hugs him closer. “It’s in the rulebook.”

“Rulebook?” Hajime asks. He presses a kiss to the top of Tooru’s head.

“Yeah.” Tooru laughs, lifting his head up to look at Hajime. “You know, the rulebook for birthdays.”

“Oh?” Hajime grins. “Is it that time of year already?”

Tooru giggles and nods, the corners of his eyes wrinkling when he smiles. He’s really, and truly beautiful, and Hajime is so, so in love with him.

“Yes,” Tooru says, nudging him, “Happy birthday, love.”

Hajime’s smile turns soft at the way Tooru’s looking at him - so full of love and affection it makes his heart melt. He moves his hand to stroke Tooru’s cheek, thumb brushing across his skin, noting the way that Tooru leans into the touch, needing to be close.

That’s fine - Hajime can never get enough of it either.

btw i keep seeing big posts abt pride and educational lists of sexual orientations and i rarely ever see two-spirit mentioned…

two-spirit is a really vague term coined in the 90′s at an intertribal meeting in Winnipeg to unite the LGBTQ+ native community. the meaning of two-spirit is defined by the individual nation and their culture. 

that means in some nations, two-spirits are cis lesbians, etc. two-spirit is not always about gender identity.

it’s a word that encompasses the entire LGBTQ+ native american and first nations community and there’s no excuse for leaving it out of informative posts during pride month, which is celebrated here on our homelands.


when’s the last time i did any edits, anyway?

*checks my edits tag* that can’t be right…..

anyway, these chibis come from a really cute piece of official promo art, and are now transparent for use in anything that could really use a cute chibi. as always, feedback on how i did is appreciated and please like/reblog or credit me if you use these

Kenny Omega NSFW Alphabet

Originally posted by leelakoiwolff

So I thought I’d share my Kenny Omega ultimate headcanon companion edition in the form of this awesome NSFW Alphabet meme. I think I covered all the bases for what I think about him as well as well few other things that I just thought were fucking hot and had to include them.

Any comments, likes, reblogs and replies are ALWAYS really appreciated, it keeps me motivated to keep writing more!

Warnings: Obviously NSFW and LOOOONG (like 3500 words)

Tags: @cynda-wrasslin @kingslayers-angel  @alexahood21 @littleballofdean @cosmicswimming @theelitevillian @sunflowers-and-swear-words @50shadesofkennyomega @ang-78 @georgina019 @idle-vanity @purplegirl20 @socyd @itzelrollins @shalanar @styl3sl0v3r @daddy-slug @blissfulrollins @imaqueensoeatmyshitbitch @vixxyvampire@macfizzle @gabrielabanegas18 @luchaparasiempre @honestopinionsbytiffany  @jeffhardyyyy @adamcolesbaybay @daintymissdevitt@ @kathamustafina @ashtonelite @trainwreqk  @ultrabarbe1981-blog @blondekel77  @glamlover87 @heelstarla  @luchaparasiempre  @lady-laura-speaks @glitter-m0nkey @poe-slittleraven13 @gurimujox @sarahmatthews7  @kingslayers-angel  @wwesavedme @wweximaginesxd 

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It’s time to present on what I’ve been working on the past 5 months. In my final semester I wrote my own Pen-&-Paper-Roleplay “Frostlauf”. Adventurers need a thick coat and even thicker shoes, it’s an arctic fantasy setting with snowy mountains and dark caves to explore! 

It was one hell of a work. World building, writing rules and game mechanics, writing a first campaign, test playing and making the entire book from scratch within 1 ½ months taught me a valuable lesson in time management. It’s far away from being perfect but I am nevertheless happy to have a physical copy of my brain child in my hands.

This book is not even my thesis but rather the foundation for what I’ve been working on the two months after: A concept art book with illustrations for this Pen-&-Paper-Roleplay. I am going to share the pieces with you very soon. 

Lots of stuff happend (of mostly troublesome nature, I really had some bad karma going on) but also some good news: I was accepted for the master degree course and will soon work on exciting subjects with an emphasis on creating information graphics and instructional design stuff for your future learning pleasure. :) 

So! I hope you’ll like what you’ll see very soon and thank you for sticking with me an my art in the past and in the future, I really appreciate your support (and I will always stalk every single reblog for your tags, hah!) You guys are awesome!


My SecretSanta-ee was @firefrightfic / @crumpeting who had requested “League of Assassins Jason and Red Robin Tim”. I really hope you like it, I enjoyed playing around with the tone on tone red : 3 Merry Christmas lovely!

Follow @jaykore for the DC goodness :) Reblogs are always appreciated -muah-

BONUS Maskless Tim (becaues his eyes are just too pretty)

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I'm Intersex & bi

… and starting to be proud. 

*deep breath* I’m quite nervous about this, but here it goes.

I decided to officially come out as two things that I’ve actually been ashamed of for the longest of time. I’m doing this because I’m finally getting to that point where I can’t just cope with it or accept it, but I’m actually starting to take pride in being who I am (let’s hope it stays that way!). I also hope that this might reach and maybe in a small way help someone like me who isn’t quite there yet.

First of all: I’m intersex. Intersex is a broad term that implies a person is born physically diverting from the gender binary (it is often confused with transgender, since both often struggle with gender-identity). I’m also however, cisgender. Which -yes-, is possible. I’ve always identified as female and was identified as such at birth. My chromosomes however are XY… I’ll try to explain:

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Oh, Baby (Namjoon x Reader Smut) Pt. 1

[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 3] [Pt 4] [Pt 5] [Pt 6] [Pt 7] [Pt 8] [Pt 9]

Pairing: Namjoon/Rap Monster x Reader
Rating: M
Genre: Smut (someone save me) 

Warnings: Daddy kink, fingering, teasing, bondage, etc.

2/11/16 update: and now mafia AU!

Words: 3,481

Summary: You wake up tied to a chair. This nice-looking blond haired guy says it’s because you have information he wants, but you have no idea what the hell he’s talking about. Why? Because he’s a bit of an idiot, that’s why.

A/N: listen…I don’t even know what to say about this. I’ve been reading a lot of Mafia AU’s lately and Namjoon really looks good in Mafia AU’s and…and…yeah. Just…go ahead and read. Comments/Reblogs/Favs always appreciated!

The rope is tight against your arms and legs, unwilling to let you budge an inch when you try to wiggle your way free, and your heart thrumming against your ribs—your wide eyes taking in the dark space around you.

It looks like a warehouse—something out of a mafia movie you’ve seen before—but you don’t understand why you’re here. As far as you’re concerned, you’ve done nothing wrong. Sure, you may have accidently forgotten to tip your waitress last week, but you’re pretty sure that doesn’t warrant being kidnapped and tied to a goddamn chair!

Huffing, you try and break free again, your feet scuffing against the ground with your efforts. In the distance, a metal door creeks open and you freeze, eyes fearfully searching the darkness surrounding the illuminated circle in which you reside.

Shoes start tapping against the pavement far away, the sound echoing throughout the barren room and you brace yourself for whoever is coming to meet you. The room is chilly already, goosebumps having risen on your skin the moment you’d awoken, but with each enclosing step from the person in front of you a shiver rakes your spine.

You’re fucked.

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Pete Dunne NSFW Alphabet

Originally posted by pinknights

I thought I’d do one of these for Pete Dunne because I currenly have a love /hate crush on him and i thought it was about time that i wroe something about him. His character reminds me so much of one of my ex boyfriends so I kinda took some of his things and adapted them for Pete!

I try and write these to fit my own head cannons so y’know! I hope you can picture him the same too!


@theelitevillian @blondekel77 @thatonegirloncealways @jellybelly300 @ashleymarie2021 @imnobodiesbitch @morgancorbin @alexahood21 @georgina019 @alyneve @alyhull @angstliveson @kelstenkiara @akihikothekitsune @wub419 @logandemico @kelstenkira @msgem @princess3733 @lanalizzytho @simplisticworld-x @lilmisscrisis @behindthesesilvereyes @writergrrrl29knits @hardcorewrestlingtrash @randonfandompenguin @artemisapalla316 @itzelrollins @thedeboniardevistation @tooweirdforlifex @little–alphabet–boy  @akihikothekitsune  @scarlettequinn 

Any comments likes and reblogs are really appreciated (: it keeps me movitated!

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Simply Accessible #02

i get it, not everybody has the energy to fiddle with tons of options. so this theme is a stripped down version of outrageously accessible, it’s just a simple theme you can slap onto any blog as is for the most part just so you have an accessible theme.

live preview + code


  • 500px posts
  • verdana or arial font
  • 14/15px font (except the 3 top links, they always stay 14px due to an issue with verdana being too big if 15px)
  • optional bold/italics + color
  • optional left sidebar if you want it
  • optional link underline
  • up to 3 links under the dropdown nav
  • optional borders
  • sidebar image title, plus it works as a home button
  • and like all the standard stuff you expect

if you need any help or there’s any bugs, please shoot me an ask!

also, i’d really appreciate it if you liked or reblogged this post if you’re considering using this, thank you!

expect more themes from me in the future


Larsadie fanart? In MY sketchbook??? It’s more likely than you think. (Day 12: Lars or Sadie)

Happy Solstice! Prepare for encroaching darkness from this point on! :D I totally skipped yesterday’s prompt for the challenge I’m doing bc I’m a bad artist but look! I definitely made up for it with the sheer volume of unrelated ship art :D

Also this blog just hit 200 followers! I don’t normally even acknowledge milestones like this but it means a lot that people seem to enjoy the stuff I make :) So whether you just showed up recently or you’ve been here from the beginning, thank you! I’m not always super interactive but I really do appreciate every like, reply and reblog on my art. Thanks!

Following spree >>>

Hey, I need some new blogs to follow, I would really appreciate it, if you could reblog/like this post if you like any of the following:

Orphan Black
Supergirl (Sanvers & Supercorp)
Stranger Things
Game of Thrones
How to get away with murder
Criminal Minds
Lana Del Rey
Florence + the machine
Marina & the Diamonds
Katie Mcgrath
Kate McKinnon
Melissa Benoist

Following back is of course always appreciated!

The Night Ahead (Part 3)

summary: bucky came out of cryostasis after just a few months. with the help of steve, he’s trying to piece the fractions of his mind back together. while flipping through old HYDRA files, he remembers something from his days as the winter soldier: you.

pairing: bucky x reader (sort of?? it’s complicated)

series contains: angsty angst, sadness, bucky reliving memories as the Winter Soldier, violence, people die a lot, bucky trying to cope, really awful translations of German, Russian, and Romanian (thanks to google translate i apologize in advance)

a/n: as always, thank you for the comments and reblogs. any kind of feedback is loved and appreciated. MASTER LIST | PART TWO

Originally posted by sxy-seabass

“What kind of contract were you on?” he asked me.

Bucky had knocked on my door early the next morning. I was already awake, but I had pretended to be annoyed when I opened the door and allowed him to come inside. He sat down in one of the recliners in the corner of the bedroom, while I sat at the foot of my bed.

“It was really more like a lease agreement,” I said. “HYDRA paid the organization I belonged to for my services, and I was at their disposal until that lease was up.”

“What organization?” he wanted to know.

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