#audiencemembers

[aghostwithablog]

Babylon is such a weird movie

It's about rags to riches and about times changing but you staying the same it's about betrayal to yourself about betrayal to others about how the 20s were better than the 30s and about how we should do more drugs

It makes me feel like I should be watching silent movies for moral reasons and have an orgy. I loved it and am not convinced by it at the same time. After seeing the trailer you'll never guess where it's going and I'm not sure if I mean that in a good way it has the most disgusting sounding lesbian kiss I can remember seeing but a bomb soundtrack.

It's a party and then it isn't and then it asks you hey remember other movies? Hey remember the party? That was fun huh oh well we don't have fun anymore also have you ever wondered if you're sensitive to flashing images? But it was a good time yk what I mean?

[frankmillerturnonyourlocation]

Finalized some zine submissions todayyy!!! Going to celebrate byyyyy probably rewatching some Evil and smiling really big every time Ben is there

[hyukalyptus]

a coincidence — rockstar!yeonjun x fem!reader

cw. rockstar!yeonjun x audiencemember!reader, chubby!reader implied, fem!reader, mentions of alcohol, oral (m. receiving), sex (condoms mentioned <3), roleplaying(?), orgasm denial, lmk if there's more. notes. this is part of @napofamoon's growing pain rock band!au collaboration :D thank you @nightlyawnzz for being a beta reader :3 and thank you angie for that one line of dialogue (didn't know if you wanted to like not be tagged lol), not super well edited, smut under cut <3 wc. 2.8K

Who is that? Yeonjun’s seen hundreds—thousands—of pretty girls at his concerts. But no one’s ever truly made an impression. Every once in a while, there’d be one that barely stuck out from the crowd, but nothing ever stuck. After a while, the crowds started getting blurry. Has performing become a bit boring for him? Maybe. There wasn’t a spark anymore. No reason to perform. 

But you…you immediately caught his eye. A bright star in a sea of dull strangers—smiling, drinking, dancing to the music, having a blast. You looked fun, exciting, flirty. And he wanted—needed—to get to know you. But first, he needed to get your attention. 

He’s cool, casual with his bass; he’s a natural. The way he moves with the music, pouty lips singing under his breath along with the frontman, the stage lights sparkling in his eyes—it didn’t take much focus for him to nail every song. 

So he decided to have a bit of fun tonight. Moving a bit more, putting on a bit more of a show than usual, getting closer to the edge of the stage without being too obvious. All to get your attention. So why won’t you look at him? Just a bit closer and maybe…

Bingo. 

You’ve locked eyes and there’s that something he’s been looking for. Something he’s been looking for for a while. That spark. That reason to put on a bit of a show. 

And you could tell. You were just as into it as he was. 

Watching his every move—flirting without crossing a line, giving him seductive looks, dancing in his direction. It was fun. It was thrilling. That unspoken desire between two strangers—and one of them admires the other before they’ve even met? How scandalous, hm? The tension grew and grew until—

“Thank you everyone; good night!”

But…what do you do now? How could he find you later? Oh, why didn’t he slip the security guard his number to give to you? Where are you? No, no, no, don’t leave. 

There was nothing he could do; the lights were dim, the curtain was drawn, the crowd was spilling out the front door. You never left his mind, though. Not when he put his bass in its case, not when he zipped his hoodie up to leave, not when he plopped down on his hotel bed, never. 

Desperately trying to get you off his mind, he heads down to the hotel bar. Oh, how pathetic is this? A world-famous rock star sitting alone at a hotel’s bar sipping a whiskey feeling sorry for himself? Over what? Some girl? 

Please don’t sit there…he begs silently watching a strange figure take the seat in the bar stool next to him. Despite the need for alone time, he couldn’t help but glance over at the sound of your—

“Just a vodka soda, please.” 

Oh, shit. It’s you. What does he do? Why are his hands so sweaty? When did he turn into such a loser? Getting this worked up over a girl. He needs to get your attention again, but he doesn't want to come off too pushy. You’re here alone too and maybe you wanna keep it that way. 

Fuck it. 

He clears his throat, cooly-maybe-not-so-cooly saying, “I saw you in the audience.” Just as you planned. Well, sort of. You didn’t mean to run into him. Glancing across the room at the hotel you were staying in to see that hot bassist sitting alone at the bar was pure luck. 

But you need to keep it cool. Don’t be too…weird. Just a simple glance and gentle nod is enough. 

“Did you enjoy the show?” He asks, knowing your answer. He could see your desire just as much as you could see his, but you weren’t gonna give in just yet. You nod again, adding a quiet hum. “Are you from around here or…?” Should he move a bit closer? Sure. Should he brush your knee with his fingertips? Why not? Oh, they give you goosebumps. You don’t pull away or even flinch. You’re welcoming this. 

“No, I’m here on business. That’s why I’m, you know, at a hotel right now.”

“Right.” He pauses, like he has to think of the next thing to say, “I’m Yeonjun, by the way. But you already knew that.”

“And what makes you think that?”

“No reason,” he snarks. “Just that you bought a ticket to my show.”

“As if,” you roll your eyes. “I was bored and the show was right down the street.” Lie. All of this was lies. Of course you were a fan. Both of you knew that. 

“So you got front-row seats from a scalper then?”

Now it’s time for some fun. Turning toward him, you introduce yourself, face inching closer and closer, his hand sneaking up higher on your thigh, your heartbeat getting faster with each millimeter. You maintain your confidence best you know how, but you must admit, he’s intimidating. Is it that way he unapologetically stares at your body? The way he’s flirting with a fan after a show? The way his lips look like they’d perfectly wrap around your—

“Do you always find fans to flirt with after the show?” 

“No. Never,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “But you’re so…” he tucks some fallen hair behind your ear, eyes roaming your face, “gorgeous. I haven’t stopped thinking about you in the audience. Then boom, here you are at my hotel’s bar. Must be fate.”

“Or a coincidence.” 

Both resorting to a shrug, there’s tension in the air like you’ve never felt. It’s excruciating. He’s leaning closer to you, oh, what was he about to say?

“I saw you watching me,” he whispers right against your ear—close enough to feel his breath. Fuck, he’s good. This is gonna be fun. And you’re gonna be a brat. At least for a little. 

“I was watching all five of you,” you say, adding an annoying eye roll for good measure. 

“Nope,” he says, sitting back and smiling like he knows a secret of yours. Which he may. “Only me.” 

“So what if I was?” You narrow your eyes at him. You weren’t gonna break eye contact now. You can’t. But he doesn’t expect you to keep it. He expects you to cower and blush like everyone always does. But you don’t. And he likes that. “I’m waiting.”

“Makes me wonder what else you wanna watch me do is all.”

“Like what?” 

“I dunno,” he chuckles. “You tell me. You were the one that couldn’t stop staring at me.”

That jerk. That stupid fucking jerk. Looking at him with heavy-lidded eyes, you glance down at his lips—side note: jesus fucking christ they look delicious but that’s beside the point right now—and lean in as close as you can without touching him. Parting his own lips, he tilts his head just barely and closes his eyes. 

“Aw, you’re so cute.” You giggle. “You thought I was gonna kiss you?”

While you’re watching him retreat, defeated at his own game, he runs his fingers through his messy black hair. 

“So you think I’m cute?” 

Let’s give in now. “No.” You stand, taking a deep breath and walk behind him, sliding your hands down his chest, bending to meet his ear to whisper, “I think you’re fucking sexy.” 

Goosebumps—but this time, they’re on him. Has anyone ever done this to him before? Let’s take it one step further. You bite his ear lobe gently and he sighs, your name falling out of his lips breathlessly. 

“Hm?”

“Come upstairs with me,” he whispers. 

Another step further. Sliding your hand up the back of his neck, you grip some of his hair, tugging it harshly, his eyes widening as he hisses. 

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Will you come upstairs with me? Please.”

Turning him around in his barstool, you stand between his legs, his eyes roaming up and down your body. “I thought you’d never ask.” 

It was all a blur as he took you upstairs—heading straight for the elevator, pushing you against the wall to finally crash his lips into yours, hands roaming your body trying to decide what part of it to grab onto. The ding of the elevator snaps you out of it before stumbling down the hallway to his room. 

When he finally gets the door open and the door slams behind you, he’s gentler, like he wants to take his time with you. But you don’t. You drag him toward the bed and push him to the mattress to straddle his hips. Wrapping his hands around your waist, his hands slip under the skirt of your dress to squeeze and squeeze and squeeze. 

Lifting off him, you lift your dress over your head as he eyes your pretty white lace lingerie while he smirks to himself. Fuck, he looks hot when he bites his lip like that. And, god, you need his shirt off. Tugging at it, you rock your hips back and forth to shimmy it off while he stays laying down. Hands on bodies, breath heavy, lips on each other’s…god, this was fun. 

He flips you to your back, pressing his lips to your chest, trailing kisses over your collarbone. Pushing your face to the side to access your neck, he covers it in sloppy, wet kisses. 

Since when was your bra so uncomfortable? And since when was it such a cock blocker? With that out of the way, his lips find your nipples, sucking harshly, but licking them to soothe the stings. Tugging at the waistband of his joggers, you can’t stop begging him to fuck you. 

“Don’t tell me what to do,” he says, mimicking your tone from earlier.

“Please, Yeonjun—” you gasp at the feeling of his finger gliding over your clit slowly—slower than anyone’s ever touched you before. But it’s amazing. “Will you please fuck me?” 

“Not yet,” he whispers. Standing to pull his pants and boxers down in one motion, he looks over your body. Oh, what was he gonna do with you and everything your body has to offer? Put you on your knees so he can cum all over your full tits? Fuck you from behind so he can see your ass jiggle? Fuck you in missionary so he can see your tits and tummy jiggle while he squeezes your thighs? There’s too many options to pick from.

But before he can make the decision, you crawl over to the foot of the bed, making a big show of it before reaching for his hips. Wrapping your hands around his hips to squeeze his ass, you pull him closer, kissing the tip of his cock. You were going to be the death of him. But you haven’t even tasted him yet. Glancing up at him through your eyelashes, you finally sink down on him completely. 

And fuck do you feel good. 

Fingers fumbling through your hair as he tries to steady himself, his head falls back to let out the most beautiful moan you’ve ever heard from a man. He whispers your name. 

“What?” You look at him, your lips forming a pout while you wait for an answer. He responds with a simple eyebrow raise. “You said my name,” you say matter-of-factly. “What is it?”

“Don’t tease me.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” 

Hooking his hands behind your knees, he pulls to flip you on your back while you let out a yelp. He boxes you in with his elbows, dragging his teeth over one of your nipples while you grip his hair, back arching to meet his mouth. He covers you in kisses. You don’t think anyone’s ever kissed you this much. Nothing will ever be enough after this. 

As he makes his way down, your legs fall over his shoulders, showering your thick thighs with kisses. Using his mouth to put the smallest amount of pressure on your clit over your thong, he makes you whine and involuntarily grind against his chin, trying to relieve any tension. But he’s not giving in either. Backing away, he chuckles at you. That jerk. Why does he have to be such a jerk?

“Don’t do that to me,” you say. Eyes dark, he takes the waistband of your thong between his teeth, pulling them down slowly, letting them drag over your skin. Kneeling between your thighs, he keeps that spine-tingling eye contact as he rubs his tip over your center. That sends a jolt through your body, letting your brain finally catch up with your body. 

“Will you wear a condom?”

Nodding, he quickly rustles through his suitcase messily splayed across the floor. Ripping the condom open with his teeth, he starts to roll it down himself, which is a glorious sight. And he can tell the effect it has on you. You smirk, glancing up at his eyes—eyes that are sparkling back at you. 

“Eyes on my cock, baby.”

Fine by you. Sliding it down so slowly, you’re entranced. He knows exactly what he’s doing. 

One hand pressing on your hip, the other lining himself up with your pussy, he pushes himself inside you, your eyes rolling back and he groans in your ear. Short shallow breaths grace your skin as he thrusts fast and hard, just like you wanted. 

Bodies rocking together, he stares at your tits bouncing with his movements. Your nails start dragging down his back, but he quickly pulls out to turn you over, lifting you by your hips to bring you on all fours, your ass on full display. He spanks you, hard enough that your cheek will be pink tomorrow morning. 

Pressing on your lower back to deepen the arch, he thrusts into you again. With your face squished against the mattress, his hands dig into the fat of your hips to hold you in place. The fire in your stomach roars, legs trembling, muscles weak. He yanks you up by your hair—you were hoping he’d do that—to press your back to his chest, letting you feel how heavy he's breathing. 

“Don’t cum yet,” he says.

“Who said I was close?”

That evil laugh makes your eyes roll. “I can feel it.” Well, you can’t really argue with that. He was right. “Don’t.”

“You really like telling me what to do, huh?”

He snakes his hand in front of you to circle your clit, turning your whines to whimpers, desperately fighting the urge to let yourself go. What would happen if you did let yourself cum, though? It might be exciting to find out, hm? But being told what to do and when is just as exciting.

Grabbing his arm, your nails dig into his skin. He releases your hair, pushing you to the mattress roughly, face pressed against the mattress. Fists full of bed sheets, his hands spread across your ass, skin spilling through his fingers. 

It’s getting increasingly difficult to hold it together—the only thing letting you is knowing how good you must be making him feel if he’s making noises like that. 

“Yeonjun,” you gasp, his speed increasing. “Please.” The way he grunts tells you he’s close too, but he doesn’t plan on holding back. Pull my hair again, pull my hair again, pull my hair again, you keep thinking to yourself. And, oh, did you say that out loud? Because he pulls your hair again, finding an even deeper spot inside if you, the feeling spreading to your toes. 

“Please, Yeonjun—” you yelp. “Please let me cum.”

He groans again, your name falling out of his lips before adding, “Cum for me.”

Your loud whimpers are muffled by the pillow you’ve shoved your face into, the fire in your stomach roaring louder and louder until—

Fuck…

God, this is good. Your orgasm explodes inside you, fireworks going off in all directions, filling every nook and cranny of your body. Praising you through your orgasm, he encourages you to cum hard around him, reminding you of how good your pussy feels around his cock. 

Your body relaxes, but his doesn’t. He thrusts deeper inside of you, desperate to reach his own climax.

“Fuck—” he grunts, spanking you again. He loves seeing you jiggle like that. Reaching in front of you, he massages your tits, squeezing to get a firm grip. 

His breath hitches, his thrusts getting sloppy as he twitches inside you, groaning through his climax.

Collapsing on top of you, he catches his breath, chest rushing and falling against your back. Rolling off you to plop onto the mattress, he turns to look at your face while there’s a stillness in the air. 

“...so you’re a fan now?” 

“Haven’t I always been?”

Chuckling, his face turns to the ceiling, running his fingers through his hair, resting his arms above his head. As you make eye contact, both of you burst out laughing—

“I didn’t think you’d like the roleplaying thing as much as you did,” you giggle.

“Well, what can I say? It was hot,” he says. “Great idea, baby.” Tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear, he smiles at you, kissing your forehead. “I love bringing you on tour with us.”

“I love it too.”

[louisinart]

I would love to know how advertisers value time, like the amount they pay to have their ads run must be expected audiencemember× expected return per audiencemember = value but at the same time they're literally buying minutes of our days. Couldn't you instead reverse engineer it? Take the value, and divide it by audiencemember and *time*? What would that come to?

[performing-personhood]

On crumbling empires, wastelands and independence personal and otherwise.

So, my social internet addiction is crumbling. Finally. If i can keep interrupting the domapine reward cycle, I might finally be able to "get clean." It's been a long 25 years here online, watching my homeland be invaded and destroyed.

I was a desperately lonely, peer-romantic-partner abused, undiagnosed autistic, homeschooled teenager raised an atheist and living a 45m drive from the city. The only way I could have been more isolated is if my family lived in a bunker. The kids living in the Branch Dividian compound had more community than I did. And I say this because I need the young people to understand that I had no other options for connection. The internet was my only window into what the world was like, who people were, what a friendship was, and what it meant to have a community. The first friend I ever made was on the internet. The first community I ever found was my role playing group first on Yahoo!Groups, then LiveJournal, and Deadjournal after that. My first inside jokes were about flash videos I watched on AlbinoBlacksheep. The first real risks I ever took involved P2P filesharing.

It was utopian, and I Believed in it.

I Believed in the power of humanity to come together and I Believed that the internet was going to lead us to a future where postscarcity and full inclusion was the norm. And then I watched the colonists trolls move in, take over, and slowly drive away those of us who were there for pure reasons. It happened so slowly I didn't know what was happening. I was the proverbial frog. It took all these years and all this time, a decade of suffering bitterly at the sight of what were once fruitful places of friendship and unity devolve into primitive infighting and misinformation. And I have finally had it explained to me, what happened here, in a way that I understood and I feel like the blinders are off and I can see it for the first time. And I have to internalize, for the first time: this is a lie. None of this is real, it never has been. It feels like friendship, the same way a fleshlight feels like having a partner; If you close your eyes and just bask in the feelings, you can really convince yourself you're actually connecting with another person. But you aren't, I'm not. I never have been. It was never real. The things that ended up being real, well, it turns out I made them real on purpose through the sheer force of willpower and desperation.

It's time to go. What happens now? Now, as Death once said, with a kind smile and a warm outstretched hand, now's when I find out.

My first task in the culling process, the trimming hacking banding process I am doing to this insidious parasite, is to stop pretending I'm friends with people I don't intend to listen to. In years past, I was happy to unfollow, mute, move on with my life without having to alert the other person that they'd lost an audiencemember. But the time has long since passed for this kind of passivity. Now, I am unfriending people with complete disregard for tenure. I just unfriended someone I've been acquaintances with since we worked together seventeen years ago, i watched his babies be born and grow into cherubic aggressively-ginger midwestern kids. I watched him get glasses and a 5oclock shadow and become the physical personification of A Dad. And I straight up dropped him like a hot shit the very first time he posted "please don't vote for either person."

Absolutely not, friend. And I am sorry to learn they got to you, too.

Is that sad? A little bit, yeah if I think about it. But mostly, it feels good. Better than I expected. Relieved. Lightened of a burden. How long have I been forcing myself to the high road and be The Better More Empathetic Person, to love my enemy and react with no complementary behavior, to try and break the argument cycle wirh genuineness? How long have I tried to lift up others as well as myself, amongst the crabs in this bucket who do not care what my approach to the situation is as long as they can get a claw into my pant leg?

Now, for the other shoe here, before anyone comes in asking it: is this productive for a future, healthy society? Is this really a good approach to a breakdown in relations? Oh, absolutely not. This is scorched earth shit. It's not a productive approach to a reasonable situation.

But we're not in a reasonable situation anymore.

We're not playing baseball here, we're playing (sorry, Mr. Watterson) Calvinball. There are different rules now, and the only ones that exist are the ones that benefit The Other Guy who's making them up as he goes and changing them as he needs to so that he always wins "fairly." My friends, this is an unwinnable game for us.

And when one side is full of bad-faith actors successfully tricking empathetic people into going against their own interests by constructing hot-button big-feelings strawmen that weaponizes a target's own compassion and uses reasonable sympathy to twist the logic into such torus that its impossible for any reasonable person to make sense of? The only way I know how to win THAT game is to just not play it. Because they can't twist you in knots if you're not engaging.

It's such a shame that it has come to this. It breaks my heart that this is what I have to resort to, to finally be free of something that was once verdently alive and has since rotted away to become a kind of creeping mold that toxifies and consumes whatever it touches. A cordyceps that ruins people who maybe were good once, or who could have been.

But here, at home in my crumbling empire, it's a vestigial holiday; Independence Day, we call it. It meant something once. I don't know what it means now, or what it's going to mean in the coming years. So I'm redefining it and claiming it as my own.

I'm going to live on. I'm going to survive.

Today is MY independence day.

[destinationcasting]

**NEW SHOW** This will be a fun one! Submit now to be an audience member 18+ Filming 7/10! DestinationCastingSubmissions@gmail.com #DestinationCasting #AudienceMember

[toriwax]

Watch The Price Is Right @therealpriceisright on CBS @cbstv this week on Wednesday, April 8th and catch us in the audience! @thegreatwax @franniepants23 @mandatorymatt and I attended a live taping back in January @cbstvstudios and we were seated in the front aisle seats right next to people who got chosen to come on down! None of us got chosen but we should be visible in the audience a few times slapping everyone’s hands as they went up on stage! I believe it comes on TV at 10am PST and 11am EST usually on CBS channel 2 or you can watch on the CBS app. It should be Season 48, Episode 128. I am going to try to record it on the DirectTV app my phone and post some clips after! #thepriceisright #tpir #cbs #cbsla #comeondown #liveaudience #drewcarey #audiencemember #goldenroad #audiencemembers #showcaseshowdown #livestudioaudience #games #prizes #matchingshirts #wednesday #april8th #channel2 #losangeles #california #tv #priceisright #priceisrightlive #season48 #episode128 #la #thepriceisrightlive #directtv #cable #100 (at CBS- The Price is Right TV Show) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-p24CDh02p/?igshid=1pvu81hl592qw

[mariaiscrafting]

Ayo, interact with this if you love c! and cc! techno and tommy. there are so many people who like either but will shit on the other, and I just want more people to follow that fricking love that kid while also simping for cc!techno and enjoying c!techno’s antics

[ultraknowledgeispowah]

Grow Your Captive Audience With Instagram

From: Byron Horde of Knowledge is Powah Date: February 12th, 2020 Subject: Instagram Grow Your Captive Audience With Instagram: Did you know that Instagram has more than 300 million daily users and amazing user engagement levels?  In fact, according to Buffer App, https://blog.bufferapp.com/Instagram-marketing, there are more than 95 million photos and videos shared every day. While that may seem like a lot of competition, there’s also a lot of opportunity. Your audience doesn’t just share one photo a day or engage with one instagrammer. They engage with the ones that capture their attention. And the instagrammers that capture their attention day after day build their audience. So, the question is, how can you grab attention on Instagram and hold attention so that your end result is a large and captive audience? That’s what we’re going to take a look at in this report. The Five Fundamentals On Instagram, there are five fundamentals of any successful audience building strategy. We’re not going to go too much into a discussion about why Instagram works to build an audience. It’s highly effective and when you embrace these five fundamentals, it’s a powerful channel to add to your marketing strategy. Fundamental #1 Goals and a Mission What do you want to achieve via Instagram? This may sound silly, you want to grow a captive audience, right? But it has to go beyond that. What do you want to do with that captive audience? For example, are you growing an audience on Instagram to drive traffic to your sales page? If so, your content strategy might entail a large number of product photos. Ben & Jerry’s Ice cream, for example, includes a link on their Instagram page that takes visitors to their website - often to their “what’s new” page where they promote new flavors. The goal is ultimately to motivate purchases.

If your goal is to build your list, then your content strategy on Instagram might entail sharing quotes, inspirational messages, and tips with a link to your email sign up page. The website ThinkGrowProsper.com leverages Instagram to grow their email list. They post inspirational quotes and invite viewers to visit their website. At the website, in the header, visitors see a sign up offer for a free mindset course. The goal and mission for ThinkGrowProsper is to attract people who are interested in learning more and ultimately growing their email list.

The blog, CoolMomPicks.com earns income for affiliate sales and income from advertising. Their Instagram goal is to drive you to their blog so you click on links and make purchases. If you look at their Instagram page, https://www.instagram.com/coolmompicks, you’ll see an abundance of photos that are related to holidays, back to school, and other trending parenting topics. Posts often invite viewers to visit their website. Common goals include but aren’t limited to: Showcasing your products or servicesBuilding your community Increase awareness of your brand or strengthening your brandBuilding your email listDriving traffic to your site - to earn affiliate commissions or to build your blog following and earn income from advertising So, while your goal is to grow a large audience on Instagram, you also want to know what you’re going to do with that audience. It helps you achieve the remaining fundamentals. Fundamental #2 Content strategy Once you have a solid mission and goal for your Instagram activities, you’ll then have an idea about how to achieve it. This is your strategy. What type of content do you need to share to achieve your goal? Take a look at CoolMomPicks on Instagram and contrast that with those of ThinkGrowProsper, https://www.instagram.com/thinkgrowprosper. You’ll notice a definite difference in content. CoolMomPicks is highly visual and relates to the season, holiday, or often the subjects they’re talking about on their blog. The content posted at ThinkGrowProsper singularly focuses on offering followers a motivational or inspirational quote of the day. ThinkGrowProsper has 2.3 million followers. Yes…million. And their content is quite simple. CoolMomPicks has 16 thousand, they also have coolmomtech and coolmomeats as they grow their audience and following. Their content strategy is a bit more diverse. What message do you want to communicate with your audience and what type of content supports you to achieve that? Consider: QuotesProduct photosTipsFactsPhotos of happy customers (with or without testimonials in the description)Pictures of yourself (if you are your brand and are using Instagram to strengthen your brand this could be a terrific idea. Check out Joel Comm on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/joelcomm.)Videos. If you head to Ben & Jerry’s on Instagram, you’ll see that many of their posts are videos…of ice cream. Fun! Think about it from your audience’s perspective…what do they want to see? What would they appreciate? What would they share? For example, if your goal is to build your community, you might share a number of images of your customers, your associates, and others who are involved in your business. Create a sense of community by visually connecting your company to others. Okay, now we need to look at one of the most challenging aspects of content, and that is consistency. Fundamental #3 Consistency No social channel is going to work well for you unless you have some degree of consistency. With 95 million posts shared every day, there are a lot of images competing for your audience’s attention. If you don’t have a consistent presence, they’ll forget about you. SO what does consistency mean? In most cases, consistent content means that you post something on Instagram daily. Many marketers post several times a day and some post every other day. You’ll need to find your balance. However, it is critical that you post often. You can approach this however it fits into your goals and your available time and finances. For example, if you need professional photos of your products and you have a tight budget, you either hire a photography student who can take 30 photos for you each month or you post one professional photo a week and fill in the other days with different content. Like other types of content, don’t get bogged down with consistency at the expense or relevancy or quality. Yes, it is important to make sure that you post something on Instagram often, however if the daily posts are blurry, dark, or completely irrelevant to your audience, then you’re doing more harm to your campaign than good. Find a consistent schedule that you can stick to. Later, as you grow, you can incorporate more posts into your schedule. Let’s talk about schedules quickly before we talk about quality and relevancy… There are a few tools that you can use to schedule your Instagram posts in advance. They include, but aren’t limited to: Schedugram - http://schedugr.am/Hootsuite - https://hootsuite.com/InstagramOnlyPult - https://onlypult.com/Later - https://later.com Leverage a tool like this so that you can stay ahead of your content, plan and strategize, and adapt as your audience grows and changes. Many of those tools also contain analytics to help you better understand the type of content your audience is connecting with. Fundamental #4 Quality & Relevancy We just mentioned quality. Your images need to represent your brand and your company. That means that if you’re taking photos at an event and sharing them on Instagram, share the ones that are clear, not the dark or blurry ones. It also means that while you don’t have to be a professional photographer, you want your products and images to look good. They have to be appealing to your viewer. They also have to be relevant to your audience. Make sure that your audience is engaging with your content. Leverage those analytics. Pay attention to the images that get the most engagement and the images that increase followers, drive people to your website, or sell products. Take a look at Mistoboxcoffee https://www.instagram.com/mistoboxcoffee. They are a monthly coffee delivery membership. Join and you receive a bag of fresh coffee beans from a number of roasters around the country. The monthly choice is hand-picked for you by their barista based on your preferences. It’s a bit like Stitchfix for coffee lovers. Their Instagram is beautiful. Simple pictures of coffee and they share an image every day. They have consistency, quality, and relevancy locked up. Fundamental #5 Your Instagram Profile matters Your account with Instagram comes with a profile, right? It’s where you put your logo or picture, your website address or a link to your blog, email sign up form, or sales page. You can add a bit about your company, and a call to action. You can also include hashtags and invite followers to use that hashtag to be added to your Instagram feed. For example,

Notice that Mistobox coffee includes a link to their blog, a logo, and a quick tagline, “fresh-roasted coffee shipped to you.” Here are a few more examples of what a profile can be.

CooMomPicks uses a picture of the two owners. Their names and faces are at the forefront of their brand and business, so this is a good move. Additionally, they have a blog post link for viewers to visit. Remember that they make money through affiliate sales and advertising sales, so blog traffic is a key goal.

As you can see, there are a variety of different image choices with the examples. Some use a logo. Others use their face. It depends largely on your business and how you brand yourself. Every example includes a link in their bio. Unlike other social channels, you cannot add a link to a post. What you can do is invite viewers to visit your profile page and click on the link there. It’s the only place where you can include a clickable link – take advantage of it. Finally, spend some time crafting a quick and dirty description of who you are and what you do. It needs to be relevant to your audience, attention grabbing, and a good representation of who you are and what you’re about. Your profile is a key opportunity to gain followers. It motivates people to become a part of your Instagram community and perhaps to take the next step with your business. However, your posts have to engage them enough that they take a look at your profile. SO let’s wrap it up by talking about your image descriptions and how to leverage them to achieve your goals. It’s all in the description… Instagram is a visual content channel, right? People share images and videos and that’s it. However, each image also comes with an opportunity to share a description. If you look at the right-hand side of a post, you’ll see that some instagrammers also share a bit of written content.

In the above image, Joel Comm is promoting his upcoming seminar. It includes a link (not a clickable one) that viewers can type into their browser, to register. Joel doesn’t promote his business often, but when he does, he is transparent and leverages the image description area to tell viewers what he is offering.

Contrast the Joel Comm post with the CoolMomPicks post. They invite viewers to visit their profile page to click on the link and buy. They leverage their description area to drive traffic to their sales page. Notice all the hashtags, too? That helps Instagrammers find their posts. Don’t forget to include a few relevant tags in your descriptions.

Finally, here’s a post from MistoBoxCoffee. It is a simple conversational message that strives to connect with coffee lovers who may appreciate their service. And again, look at all of those hashtags! Conclusion Following the five fundamentals will get you where you want to be with Instagram marketing. You can build a large, active, and loyal audience with this popular and growing tool. Start with your goals and mission. What do you want to achieve? From there, study your audience, decide on a posting schedule, and start planning your content. Leverage the tools that Instagram provides including hashtags, your description space, and your profile, and don’t forget to use that clickable link on your profile. It helps your followers make the connection to your blog or website and take those next steps. Cheers to Your Success,

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𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘤𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘺𝘳𝘦 ⁣ As always you didn’t disappoint. ⁣ I had tears from laughing and emotional tears for the unexpected star of the show. If you don’t know we went to the filming of The Big Show thanks to applause store. It was free! Though this is not an ad. Anyone can sign up. But it was Free. Micheal McIntyre for free!!! If you are a fan of The Big Show you are going to love this one when it airs. The only negative of the evening was @spencersarc.daddy dragged me away from the stage door at the end. I wanted to fan girl but he wasn’t impressed. I think I need better friends to stalk celebs with as he’s no fun!!! ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #celebstalkerfriendwanted⁣ #michealmcintyresbigshow #nightout #applausestore #audiencemember #celebstalking #michealmcintyre (at The London Palladium) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2vlib4FDCi/?igshid=16n9jpitctgrp

[ghostfag]

actually the thing (1982) is a masterpiece of horror thats gotta be the first horror movie that has ACTUALLY scared me shitless-- just the general buildup of dread and paranoia as well as the circular narritive, the way the audiencemembers dont know who can be trusted same as the characters, its all soooooooooooooo good 

[oopsabird]

How is wonder woman a pacifist? Doesn't she fight in ww1? (Englush us my 2nd language siidk if just don't understand the word or completely missed the point if the movie lol)

Well the post describes a core part of being a pacifist as “to believe deeply in your heart that doing harm to others is wrong and the goal of society should be to alleviate suffering for all people”, and “to be overflowing with love and compassion for all people” and I think that definitely fits with her character. Combining this with a willingness to fight when necessary is an idea that while not universal to all forms of pacifist philosophy, I think does have a place within what wikipedia has to say about pacifism and violence:

Some pacifists follow principles of nonviolence, believing that nonviolent action is morally superior and/or most effective. Some however, support physical violence for emergency defence of self or others.

For most of the movie Diana is also a bit younger than she is in most of the wider Wonder Woman canon. A bit more reckless and more ready to seek out conflict as a means to prove herself, but her whole root motivation is still the end of suffering, the idea of finding and eliminating Ares to stop the horrors of the war that she first hears about and then sees firsthand. For a portion of the film she even believes Ares must be controlling the German army directly, and so she fights against them as part of her campaign against his influence, against the horrors she sees being committed (and near the end of the film, realizes the side she was fighting for has been committing them too).

This is her origin story, and as she finds her place in the world we see her really develop and finalize the ideology she will carry as Wonder Woman here (one of the ways in which the movie is a great allegory for the coming-of-age experience of many justice-minded young people, which I relate to a lot). It is about how she decides to relate to a world full of violence and horrors as a person who believes in compassion and love.

By the end of the film, Diana solidly believes that choosing to do harm to others or proactively using violence to achieve one’s ends is wrong, but also that it is necessary and good to fight when you must in the defence of life (especially, but not exclusively, the lives of innocents). These are two seemingly contradictory ideas that I think can be “held in tension” (here’s a link to an explanation of how that philosophical concept works). Diana even makes the merciful choice and spares the life of Doctor Maru when the Dr is unarmed and defenceless, even though a strike in retribution for the lives she took with her inventions wouldn’t have really seemed unfair to most audiencemembers. It’s a complicated choice, but it’s complicated in a similar way as Aang’s (hotly debated by fandom) decision not to kill Fire Lord Ozai at the end of AtLA, which was also a choice made on the basis of pacifist principles.

Additionally, in Gail Simone’s Wonder Woman #600, Diana says:

“We have a saying, my people. Don’t kill if you can wound, don’t wound if you can subdue, don’t subdue if you can pacify, and don’t raise your hand at all until you’ve first extended it.”

And I think that is a form of pacifism — a form that seeks peace and compassion first, but is willing to raise a sword to protect someone, or take one life in a fair fight to save many, if it is truly necessary. One that is driven by a deep belief in the value of all lives, and a deep boiling rage at anyone who chooses to inflict suffering. That’s a version of pacifism that is actually one I can get behind personally a lot more than the idea that violence is always without exception wrong, even when used to ensure safety of oneself or others against a violent enemy. My version of pacifism is (not to mix up my wars here) one that is okay with punching Nazis.

I hope that answers your question, anon! ☺️

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It’s really important to me to support my local burlesque community by attending shows when I have the time and money. Last week I stopped by Burlesque Bingo, TripTease and Peepshow Menagerie. All the performers were excellent and really inspired me. This week I will be prepping for my return to the burlesque stage next Wednesday 2/6 at TripTease. I hope to see you! #ladysapphirenoir #supportlocalartists #supportliveentertainment #performer #fabulous #audiencemember #returntothestage #singer #glamour #blackpinup #glitterlife #didyoumissme #songbird #bluehair #sapphire #fierce #supportyourcommunity #travelingperformer #inspired (at Iron Triangle Brewing DTLA) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtOhiNWHzBi/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xz0w5fkcmye2

[mariaiscrafting]

no, you know what, I’m going to stop vague’ing on the dash. my anger is about to get extremely direct and enraged, so fair warning, but I don’t care about anyone’s comfort right now. I’m going to get fucking mad, and you all will fucking deal.

not a single one of us has the right, or should even have the option, to guess about ccs’ sexualities. I’ve kept my mouth shut when it comes to people analyzing george/dream and guessing they’re some kind of queer, but I’m fucking done. I’m going to go into every single reason “truthing” about ccs’ sexualities is just so beyond fucked.

first of all, this is in response specifically to ranboo and tubbo truthing. being a kid and getting thrown into such a massive spotlight, where you will undoubtedly be subject to some fuck shit eventually because the internet is full of thousands upon thousands of people, is already terrifying and anxiety-inducing and damaging enough. but for their own audiencemembers - their own supposed fucking “fans” - to take it one step further and speculate about their sexualities? oh, for the love of god. I can barely believe I even have to explain how fucked that is. it is one thing to be friends with or close to someone in real life and recognize your own queer struggle in them, to approach them with sympathy and support in case they are questioning. it is another thing entirely to speculate about the sexuality of someone you don’t even know, and to then take it a step further and “truth” about your fucking theories. you are not an expert, you are not their friend, and you are not a fucking oracle. you can guess all you want about a cc’s sexuality, you can comment on how their actions or behaviors or words resonate with you when you were questioning or closeted, but to go ahead and take your own speculation as truth is arrogant, presumptous, and damaging as all hell. 

I can just imagine what it would’ve been like if I’d grown an online platform that ripped me of my privacy when I was a teenager and trying to figure out my own sexuality. if I had a section of my audience analyzing my every social media post, the inflection in my voice and the nature of my laughs, my every interaction with my best friend, you know what I would’ve done? retreated so far into the closet that I would probably have tricked myself into thinking I was heterosexual. I would’ve been so fucking terrified and felt so stripped of any privacy or control I had over my own goddamn thoughts; do you understand how fucking vile that is? have none of you ever been terrified of giving away your own sexuality through your mannerisms and facial expressions and words, while you were closeted? have none of you ever experienced that utter fucking terror when you notice someone start to question your sexuality, the immediate urge to retreat and back up and act and believe the complete opposite just to prove them wrong and go back to the safety and security of them believing you were straight? for fuck’s sake, now imagine that feeling amplified a hundred fold, applied not just to one instance or one person in your life, but to thousands. do y’all not understand just how a) morally fucked it is to inflict this same kind of practice onto someone you supposedly care about and support, and b) potentially psychologically damaging this could be to ccs who are closeted, especially the fucking minors? oh my fucking god.

that isn’t even to point out why people do this shit - which is to project and find solace and derive some kind of enjoyment out of cc’s. that’s what cc’s are there for; they are entertainers, first and foremost, which continues outside of streams and bleeds into fandom culture and the kind of enjoyment fans can make out of interacting with other fans and creating their own fan content. the problem with this fact is that fans take it too far, like 85% of the time. cc’s aren’t just there for our own enjoyment. they are fucking people, oh my lord. they are real people that we will never know, and while we may have our fun with our little theories and talking to other fans and making and watching cute compilations and writing fanfiction and making fanart, we are just deriving entertainment from the parts of themselves they choose to show us. that persona they put on for the stream, that is not 100% them. they are real, rounded, 3-d, full people who we only ever get the privilege of witnessing a small sliver of. and we need to fucking remember that, because we can’t just keep running with the ideas of ccs that we have in our heads and treating them like they’re malleable characters for our own entertainment. 

anyways, specifically about truthing (and mind you, this is the point in the rant where a little of my anger starts to seep out because I’m tired and it’s 1:40 AM and I have class tomorrow): there’s so many things that can be said about gaydar. I’m not here to argue whether or not it exists, or the details of the morality of straight versus non-straight people engaging in the practice of truthing. I’m just here to say that, even if you believe gaydar exists and can be accurate when employed by non-straight people, that still only applies to people you fucking know. what you see of a cc is not “getting to know” them. what you are seeing is one face of a multi-faceted jewel, cut in far more ways that you can ever hope to one day perceive. your theories are just those - theories. whatever you might think of the giggles you heard or the pickup lines you saw uttered or the softness you imagine between x and y, human interaction is far too complex and laced with meaning for some rando on the internet who watches youtube videos and twitch streams to fully grasp from two entertainers working from behind a screen. your gaydar is not going to fucking work through a screen, fuck off with that shit.

another thing that’s fucking bothering me so much is this assumption that comes with being at all open about queerness when you yourself are not queer. ik this is just one of the many factors “truthers” use to justify the findings of their totally infallible, prophetic gaydar, but it’s a factor nonetheless, and it bothers the fuck outta me. someone being willing to express support for lgbt people or donate to lgbt chairities or open to conversations with other lgbt people about lgbt endeavors is not evidence of queerness. to say that it is contributes to the harmful belief that cishets still have that they cannot be any of those things - that is, exceedingly open about and to queerness - without being perceived as queer themselves. 

anyways, and now we are at the bottom line, which is that, this entire conversation wouldn’t even have to be had if people just fucking listened to cc boundaries. ranboo and tubbo do not like being shipped. it is that fucking simple. i know that it is tempting to ship two people you think are cute together. i know it is tempting to indulge in a dynamic you find comforting. but idgaf. temptation is not an excuse. find some fictional characters to ship, and kindly fuck off.

[w0wbagger]

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