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[midnightsilver]

Tips for Spn Artists posting on Tumblr 😄👍🏻

I see a lot of new artists posting Spn art and it can be a struggle to get your art out there. Or you might be new to Tumblr and not sure how best to put yourself forward.

I post Spn art and do a lot of bangs when my health permits. And I have picked up some tips that I have found helpful for posting art tumblr 😄 so I thought I would share.

Please feel free to take any of these points or leave them as suits you!

✨Personalise your header and icon. Bots will often make posts with popular tags and stolen art, to try and gain followers before throwing out the spam links, but some clues the account is a bot is not having personalised headers and icons, not having a long history of posts (more than a few days), and not talking about their art or fandom. So make sure you don’t look like a bot 😄

✨Interact with accounts you enjoy. Like, comment and reblog your favourite accounts and they will likely return the favour and you will get more followers. The first way your post gets noticed is by your followers. Interacting isn’t always easy if one is an introvert or doesn’t have much time for social media, but do what you can where you can.

✨If don’t have many followers then the next best thing is to use tags more. People follow key tags to find new posts from blogs they are not aware of. I recommend using the ‘Spn fanart’ tag on all your art posts. Also be sure to include: common ship names, the character names, and key words like: cute, funny, angst, angel, wings, etc 👍🏻 😄 this will help people find your posts, so be sure to tag consistently!

✨Make a personal art tag, it could be ‘your name art’ or something as wacky as you like. But tag all your art with it! If someone sees your art post out in the Spn fanart tags and they like it, they can click your art tag to see the rest of your art posts.

✨Don’t include links to outside webpages unless absolutely necessary. If you are posting for a bang, reblog the bang master post for the story which has the links to ao3, but then make your own art post and only link to the tumblr master post. Tumblr often hides posts with links to outside webpages (so that the porn bots sending you to spam websites get minimised, but unfortunately this also minimises links to ao3 or shops 😔). Links to another post inside of tumblr are ok tho! So to keep your art post from being hidden from searches, only link back to the master tumblr post with the story info. If people want to read the story they can follow the ao3 link from there. But it’s better that they actually get to see your art (the ‘advert’ for the story) in the first place so that they know it exists!

Also keep this info in mind if you are linking to your shop or your other socials. Your direct followers will see your shop posts but because of the external links the post might be hidden from searches. Consider doing a mix of posts with direct shop links and ones that get the info out there but link back to a pinned tumblr post or bio post with the outside link.

✨Don’t crowd your art. Many people view tumblr on mobile so your pictures will look small. People can’t really see the details if you put 2 images side by side. Put one image on each line and consider making some cropped images to show close up details of your favourite bits. You need to catch people as they are quickly scrolling past, so be sure that you make it easy for them to see what you are offering.

✨And finally don’t be afraid to do reblogs. It isn’t rude to reblog your own work, it’s helpful. Dashboards can get very busy and even if people follow you, your post might be burried a long way down if they don’t get back online multiple times a day. Reblogs will give them a chance to see what they missed. As long as you are not posting on the hour every hour, most people appreciate 2 or 3 reblogs at different times to save them having to scrolled back for days! 😄 and don’t forget that tumblr is multinational. Time zone reblogs can be helpful.

✨oh I forgot one more thing! Don’t put yourself down! No piece of art is perfect! Ever! But Michelangelo doesn’t start off by apologising that the statue of David is out of proportion. And neither should you! Let your work shine where it shines and don’t bury it in put-downs before you even give others the chance to enjoy its triumphs! You deserve better and so do they!

Those are the main points my friends. If you have any other helpful tips that you want to share, feel free to reblog this and add on points. We were all new to this hellsite (affectionate) at some point. And life is already hard for us struggling artists so whatever we can do to help each other is a good thing 💛

Stay awesome my friends, and happy Arting ��🏼😄

[gabrielbigbang]

Moving Spaces

Hello Everyone!!! Welcome back to the madness! Due to some unforeseen circumstances, we're having to move blogs. One of our admins has been radio silent and has the admin controls so we're moving over to @gbb2024 for our newest adventure! Please join us and stay on the lookout for a new bang coming soon!

[hinamie]

alongside someone like you

[skzandkpop]

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆SKZ challenge ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Day 9: Fav pic of 3Racha (can't post just one pic, this is the best trio)

[chrisbangz]

BANG CHAN ✦ BUZZFEED — The Kitten Interview

[wheatcak3]

"Ghosting Along" by TourettesDog

Paxopalotls's super awesome arts:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

My arts:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

A spooky cat! Hehehe my third and final piece for this year's Invisobang 😤✨ This event was such a blast and I cannot wait to do it again next year!

Once again thank you to my writer and artist partners @tourettesdog and @paxopalotls !! Y'all were so nice and chill fr fr!!! 🥹✨💖

[christronomy]

thinking about chan with a fleshlight ??! you got it for him as a gag gift, cause he'd always come to you to tell you about how every time he tried to muster up the courage to hook up, it never worked out. he just couldn't bring himself to do it, never really understood what all the hype was about. "just get a fleshlight, then," you'd say mindlessly, and he'd always just laugh it off. but now you'd actually bought him one as a prank, ordered it online and had it shipped to his house, all wrapped up like a christmas present. it was all jokes at first, and he had it stored in his closet somewhere, completely forgetting about it for a long time. but he had to admit, the thought of actually using it had crossed his mind a few times. there was no harm in just trying it, right? sure, it might not feel like the real deal, but still ... he was curious. and stressed. and there was only one thing that he knew would really help him relieve said stress. so here he is, currently rolling his hips into the toy, just the tip for now. he moves slowly, tentatively, not wanting to bottom out all at once. it's a pretty tight squeeze around his already rock hard cock as he sinks it down a little more, since it's brand new, and he knows that if he moves too fast, he'll cum too soon. it takes a few more slow thrusts to get it to fit around him perfectly, and that first real thrust into it is like heaven. he was wrong about it not feeling like the real thing—in fact, it kinda feels better. but his only concern at this moment is: why is he thinking about you, his best friend, while fucking into this toy? the toy that you'd gotten for him as a joke? what would you think if you knew that it wasn't really much of a joke anymore? and what if you knew he's already cum inside of it several times in a row at the thought of you?

[darqx]

🎃🕸️ SPOOKY 🕸️🎃

I hadn't actually planned on doing anything Halloween related but then I just used it as an excuse to draw something and have fun with colours lol.

Colour palettes from color-meanings.com Inspo songs: [Trick or Treat], [Black Swing], [Sunglasses at Night]

[sashthesloth]

Shows up 2 days late with a kiss challenge featuring my video game OCs and their LIs

[midnightmah07]

Brainstorming ideas for my new oc based on Marie 🤸🏻‍♀️

Dw I probably won't focus on her much, she's probably gonna be like Piper, Jasper and Angus, they exist and I love them but I'm not talking about them much (or at least that's what I'm expecting of her)

All that I know so far is: her name is (probably) Maisie Bow, she's almost certainly related to @4necdote's OC Grace, she's a singer and I'm gonna ship her with Fellow, but that's pretty much it! Still need to flesh her out more 🙇🏻‍♀️

[justheblueberry]

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[infinitecakes]

We're Back with a BANG!

Infinite Cakes is now back, but in Bang format! Over the next few weeks, we would love to get your prompt ideas, and the very best ones will be chosen to inspire our bang authors and artists. You can find the form to submit your ideas here!

While we do have plans to run a multi-ship version later next year, the first iteration of this new bang will be focused on our favourite angel and his hunter. Check out our rules here Check out our schedule here

[goatyoat]

Woooo!!! It's here!! I spent SO long on this one guys. Even though I hadn't planned on pinch hitting for this event, I can wholeheartedly say that it was so great to creatively stretch my legs and work with @mxmorel! I had a great time picking up this concept and running with it. (Read "doordash for energy vampires" HERE)

And as always, thanks to the mods for hosting this event <3

[dirt-and-scrivles]

Q!tubbos as I work out his design

[oh-stars]

United Front

Love is Co-Parenting

a @steddielovemonth prompt | 1074 words | CW: N/A | Rating: T

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Steve is on the steps when Eddie pulls up. He knows what he looks like, sitting on the bottom step, covered in flour and paint with a cigarette between his fingers. They don’t smoke anymore, not like they used to at least. At most, they’ll sneak a cigarette here and there on particularly stressful days and maybe they’ll have one socially, but they don’t go through the packs they used to. 

Eddie’s frozen in the driver’s seat of his van, leaning forward to rest his chin and hands on the steering wheel. Steve can’t hear his thoughts for obvious reasons, but it’s clear as day that Eddie’s trying to weigh the costs of coming inside at all. It’s futile because Steve knows that an asteroid could crash into their home and bring on the end of time and Eddie would still come home to them. 

The caution, however, is still noted and not without envy. 

He takes a slow drag as Eddie finally crawls out of the van and walks up the path. “You didn’t call so I’m safe in assuming this isn’t a major crisis of the upside down variety?” 

“Nope,” Steve says, blowing the smoke out of the corner of his mouth. 

“And everyone is safe, sound, and healthy?” Eddie leans against the column lining the pathway. 

“Yup.” Another deep drag, then Steve, the gracious partner that he is, hands over the cigarette to Eddie. 

Eddie takes it, shoulders easing as his cheeks hollow. “Well?” He blows a ring of smoke toward the awning. 

Steve reaches for the cigarette again and flicks off the ashes. It smolders in between his fingers, but he doesn’t bring it to his lips. “Henderson’s nephew–” 

“You mean our son?” Eddie asks, eyebrow raised. “The boy we’re raising? The light of our life? Is that who you’re talking about?” 

“Oh yes,” Steve says, exasperated. “Dustin’s corrupted our son. Therefore, right now, he’s Dustin’s Nephew.” 

Eddie crosses his arms, a furrow in his brow. “Stevie–” His jaw clicks as he snaps it shut, a flush to his face. Steve’s glare must be more intense than he realizes. “Baby,” he tries again, softer as he kneels in front of Steve. “Are you actually mad or just tired?” 

“Frustrated,” Steve corrects, “not mad.” 

“Right, of course,” Eddie says.

Steve takes another drag, then offers it to Eddie. “I love him with everything in me, but he is never allowed to spend that much time with Dustin one-on-one again.” 

Eddie blinks hard. “What the hell did he do?” 

He motions to the flour and paint covering his shirt and body. “I left him alone for ten minutes to deal with the laundry and he made a goddamn volcano in our living room. Our living room, Eds.” 

“A volcano?”

Steve huffs and runs a hand through his hair, motioning with the hand holding the cigarette. “One of those paper fuckers that they make for science fairs. He made a giant ass one in our living room.” 

Eddie winces as his hands fall to Steve’s knees. “How bad is it?” 

“Not demodog in the fridge gross, but worse than the kool-aid water balloons the kids had for their graduation,” Steve drones. 

“And what did you do with our boy?” 

Steve puts out the cigarette and leans forward to rest his head on Eddie’s shoulder, barely resisting the urge to hide in Eddie’s neck all together. “He’s sitting in time out at the kitchen table.” 

Eddie sighs and rubs Steve’s back. A kiss to Steve’s pulse point takes away some of the tension in his body, but not all. He still has to go back inside and console Jamie, scrub the vinegar and soap from the couches, carpet, and all the walls, and then go on about his day like they didn’t nearly destroy the house. 

“Think he’s upset?” 

“Oh, absolutely,” Steve says as he pulls away with another sigh. He stands up and pulls Eddie with him. “He wasn’t crying when I came out here, but I think he was close.” Steve pauses, swallows hard against the lump in his throat. “Was that shitty? To just leave him there?” 

Eddie shakes his head. “No, baby, it wouldn’t have done either of you any good to stay in there while you were mad. He’s not a baby anymore–” 

“Are you saying that to make me feel better?” Steve asks, hand on the doorknob. “Because that isn’t helping.” 

“Does it help knowing I’ve got your back with this? Whatever you think is fair, I’m with you,” Eddie says. 

Steve nods. “A united front.” 

“Best there is.” 

“Is he old enough to learn how to clean the carpets?” Steve asks as he pushes open the door. 

Eddie’s gasp as he sees the carnage of their living room validates all of Steve’s anger in a single breath. “Yeah,” he squeaks. “And if he wasn’t before, he sure as hell is now.” 

Steve doesn’t even look at it, heads straight for the dining table where Jamie is sitting in his chair with his head on the table as little sniffles echo from the hollow of his arms. His heart breaks at the sight, any remaining anger dissipating between the hand on the small of his back from Eddie stepping in close and the pure remorse from his baby. 

“Jamie,” Eddie says calmly. 

Jamie’s head pops up, revealing his big, brown eyes wide with tears pooling at his lashes, tear tracks and snot all along his blotchy face. “I’m sorry,” he cries, big sobs rushing through his body. He hops off his chair and stumbles toward Steve and Eddie. 

Steve picks him up and kisses the side of his head. “You could have gotten really hurt, buddy,” Steve tells him. “That’s why I was so mad.” 

“And if you had told Dad you wanted to make a volcano,” Eddie says as he wraps his arms around the both of them, “you guys could have made an even bigger one outside.” 

Jamie picks up his head and swipes his hand under his nose. “Really?” 

Steve thumbs away his tears and uses his own shirt to wipe away the snot. “Maybe not today, but yes, we could have eventually.”

There’s a bigger conversation to be had and a living room to clean, but it doesn't seem as intimidating as it was when Steve went to sit on the porch. Not with Eddie standing with him and their son safe and sound. 

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Thank you @lady-lostmind

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