#im not opening comms online quite yet

[rosabienfuerte]

I have a question, I've recently realized that posting my art on social media has led to me sort of obsessing with how that art is received and leading to my emotions about that art, and the art I make in the future, to be affected. How do you manage the problems that posting your art on social media can bring to your mindset/creation process while still posting your art on social media? You've spoken a lot about this,but still regularly post your art on here, how do you feel about this at the moment etc? Because I do quite like sharing my creations with the world, I just wish I didn't immediately get weird about it

Hello... Oh wow.. honestly i struggle with it like every day and have not found a solution to this.. unfortunately whenever i post i am mostly doing it compulsively / out of addiction for the feedback / out of fear of becoming irrelevant (+ also i need to open comms officially soon so i need people to like.. know that i draw) but even aside from the financial stuff its just like ..insane.

in my opinion.. what is probably hardest about this, aside from the fact that so many people need to be on social media and turn themselves into products in order to make a living , is that we rely on it so much for things that are genuinely and infinitely valuable (art , sharing what we make with other humans ,connecting) and because of the way the internet has become we are supporting these crucial aspects of our lives in the least ideal ways possible..

im not sure.i struggle with this every day really i recommend checking out this person's words on the topic of artists and socialmedia

my main focus ideally is to try to be outside even if its hard and work out and be in nature then i regain clarity little by little. right now my brain feels like its fried ive been on my phone all day. so.. im not sure. Definetly look into people's personal websites outside of social media like the one i just linked. but.well. I havent mademy own yet ive been putting off learning html ............... But yes personal websites seem like an infinitely healthier way of sharing artwork /generally expressing ourselves online far away from all this mess &addiction. Its always crazy to me when i visit any social media after going through neocities pages i like because we dont realize how artistically limiting this set structure is at all.. "content"= goes within the container

[fuzzy-w0rms]

did a commission for one of my irls! the characters are both theirs, and you can find their youtube channel here

[shiftynightshade]

[Chat: The Jedi Orders Problem Children: Has Been Opened!]

 Thing 2: holy shit I forgot this thing existed

Trigger Happy: pff aah yes ye ol good days of tormenting adults

Thing 1: And ignoring our trauma! Quite the experience if I do say so myself.

Quinlan, Use Psychic Touch!: force obi u using grammer in a chat like that gives me a headache

Thing 1: And your lack of brain cells gives me a headache, but we don’t talk about that, do we Quinlan?

Quinlan, Use Psychic Touch!: i- WOW U DIDN’T HAVE TO COME FOR ME LIKE THAT OBES

Fuck Adults: wejdhjk theres nothing like waking up to obi wan just throwing shade like that

Sick of Your Shit: Well I mean… Quinaln was asking for it

Queen: Oh goodness, Garen why did you have to re open the Sith cursed chat?

Trigger Happy: :o

Best Raisin: The Queen has arrived!!

Thing 1: Hi Lumi, honestly should we even question what goes on in Garen’s head these days?

Queen: I guess not, much like Quinlan Garen sacrificed all of his braincells to you and Bant

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: what is this? Bullying garen and quinlan hours??

Queen: Of Course

Best Raisin: When isin’t it bullying quinlan and Garen hours?

Trigger Happy: should it be anthing else

Fuck Adults: obviously

Sick of You Shit: Yes

WHEAT: Yup

Acid Puddle: You two are the only ones in this chat without any braincells, so of course we’re gonna bully you

Thing 2: DID YOU TWO SERIOUSL COME ONLINE JUST TO ROAST ME AND QUIN?!?!?!

Wheat: Certainly

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: OBI YOUR BROTHERS ARE BULLIES

Thing 1: y’all hear something?

Trigger Happy: wow cant believe obi just murdered quinlan

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: quit tellin’ everyone im dead!

Fuck Adults: Its almost like you can still hear his voice

Quinlan, Use psychic Touch!: wow guess ill go and make out with fox now

Thing 1: You do that, Cody’s just pinged me and added all of our new shinies into the 212th chat.

Best Raisin: I’m surprised obi hasn’t adopted them all yet.

Sick of Your Shit: bold of you to assume he hasn’t already emotionally adopted them.

WHEAT: okay that’s fair

[Chat: 212th Comms: has Been Opened!]

[Feeling Glorious has added Firework, Spinner, Comet and Feather to the Chat! ]

Feeling Glorious: Welcome to the unofficial 212 comm lines shines, you’re one of us now. Ranks and regs don’t mean shit here so feel free to refer to us by or names.

Sunshine Brother: Welcome!

The Favourite: Hi!

Grumpy Brother: Oh force theres two of them

Feather: Thanks sirs, but who is who???

Feeling Glorious: Right. Roll Call! @Everyone State your name, pronouns and a fact about yourself.

Feeling Glorious: I’m Kote, or better known as Cody, I go by he/him pronouns and I have used a lightsaber before.

Spinner: :O Really!?

Sunshine Brother: YEAH It was awesome to watch! I’m Waxer, he/him and Boil and I accidentally adopted a young twi’lek girl named Numa as a little sister back on Ryloth

Grumpy Brother: Im Boil, he/him and I got my name because I spilt boiling water over my arm and hand when I was still a cadet n Kamino.

Barley: Barlex, he/they and I once sucker punched General Kenobi in the throat

Comet: !!!

Firework: HOW DI YOU NOT GET DE COMISSIONED!?

Barley: kenobi’s just pretty chill like that

Curlicue: Names Helix, he/him, medic  and Ihave dragged our general to medbay more times than I can count

Comet: that’s kinda concerning

Shifter Of Gears: Gearshift, they/them, and I once hid in the actual engine of the Negotiator during a game of hide and seek

CRYStal Clear: Crys, he/him and I dyed my hair blond but it now looks like it’s a goldish yellow

Spinner: nice vod

OverShot: Longshot, he/him I shot the clanker bitch himself in the face

Snaptrap: Trapper he/him and I got my name from how quickly I could both make and detect traps compared the the rest of my batchmates.

Feeling Glorious: We love and appreciate you Trapper

Snaptrap: UvU

Grumpy Brother: don’t appreciate THAT THOUGH

I’m Like An Onion, I have Layers: Peel, they/them and I once peeled and ate an entire onion like an apple without a single reaction.

Snaptrap: it was terrifying

Grog: Gregor, he/him and I’m the 212ths main source of moonshine.

The Favourite: I’m Wooley! I go by he/him pronouns and the general’s teaching me how to knit and crochet!

Feather: holy fuck your precious

Comet: I guess we introduce ourselves now????

Comet: well, im Comet, I prefer she/her pronouns and I own a sniper with comet decals all over it

Feather: I’m Feather, he/they and I got my name from having and I quote ‘feather light steps’ during stealth training

Firework: Right, I’m Firework, she/they and I love to paint!

The Favourite: ! Another artist? YES

Spinner: hye im Spinner he/him  and no matter how much I spin I cant get diy for some weird reason.

Feeling Glorious: right, Waxer, you know what to do!

Sunshine Brother: Yessir!

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Feather’s name to: Dreamcatcher!:]

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Comet’s name to: Knock-off Shooting Star!:]

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Spinner’s name to: You Spin Me Right 'Round!:]

[User: Sunshine Brother: Has changed Firework’s name to :Bang Bang!:]

Feeling Glorious: Oh yeah, one more thing

Bang Bang: ?

The Favourite: @Stewed Ginger General!

You Spin Me Right ‘Round: the generals in the chat!?!?!?

Stewed Ginger: Indeed I am Spinner!

You Spin Me Right ‘Round: :HE USES OUR NAMES?!?!? @ Feeling Glorious:

Feeling Glorious: :Yup, he gets sad when we refer to ourselves as numbers:

Stewed Ginger: Right, well I’m Obi-Wan Kenobi, I go go by he/him pronouns and I know over five different languages :)

The Favourite: Hi General!

Snaptrap: Hi general!

Stewed Ginger: Hi boys!

Bang Bang: Uh General, what’s the meaning behind your user, if yo don’t mind me asking?

Stewed Ginger: I don’t mind at all Firework, but its not really creative. My user is just the beginning f my home planet Stewjon and my Hair colour.

Bang Bang: ah thank you sir!

Stewed Ginger: well how about we all meet in one of the rec rooms and get to know each other? I’m sure it will be beneficial for all of us!

Feeling Glorious: Meet you all in rec room 2 shinies!

[User :Feeling Glorious: has closed the chat for :0700: hours!]

[cxptain-rex]

Verklempt {Commander Wolffe}

pairing: wolffe x reader

warnings: none this is pure fluff believe me :) oh sum hot steamy make out but nothing else ejejej

this was requested by @spaghetti-666 I AM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG. I’ve been tied with school but I managed to do it. I’m sorry if it’s short (I find it short) I hope you enjoy it though. Thank you for your patience!

Requests are open for the clones!

***

verklempt - completely and utterly overcome with emotion

***

Commander Wolffe couldn’t help but stare, just stare as you greeted the small creatures of Aleen. He smiled underneath his bucket, thankful that it hids his features. You kneel as the little creatures cheer and smile. A smile graces your features as you shake their hands in form of greeting.

“Alright, who packed the translator droid?” Wolffe grumbles looking around for the said droid. C-3PO emerges from the gun ship, “I’m right here Commander” he calls as you stand dusting off your Jedi robes. You turn to meet the Commander and his squad.

“They seem like adorable creatures” you smile falling in step with Commander Wolffe, he grumbles as the small creatures keep cheering around you. “Will they stop?” Wolffe mumbles nodding at his men. You can’t help but roll your eyes at the man’s antics. Sure he may be cold on the outside but you know that deep down Wolffe is a soft man. You’ve known it, you know the signutre of your cy’are.

“I should take over this, you could use the break” you smile softly looking around the working clones and the small people of Aleen. The clone commander felt something warm, it suddenly became too warm for his helmet. The kindness that you give each time you tell him something, maker it only makes him weaker for you. Although he’d deny it, to himself mostly.

“I couldn’t, Commander. General Plo insisted—“

“Come on, Wolffe, Master Plo also sent me. I might as well learn in a diplomatic mission” you pressed beaming at the clone. He sigh, tugging off his helmet. You met the golden specks of the man you’ve grown to love.

A breathless smile broke your features, casting one last glance around the camp being set up by the clones you took your commander away. He mustered a squeak which made you giggle as you guided him through twists and turns until you found a secluded place. Just the two of you alone at last.

The 104th knows of the undying love that has bloomed between their vod and their Jedi Commander. They couldn’t deny it, the two of ‘em make quite the pair. Even Master Plo seems to agree from time to time, which leads to question if your master actually approves of your affections towards his Commander.

***

“Master?”

“Yes little one?”

“What do you think about Commander Wolffe?” A younger version of you asked, that was one year ago. You may be getting older yet your master always referred to you as little one, after all you are as a daughter to him. A feisty and strong one.

The Kel Dor tapped his fingers against his armored forearm. He seemed to chuckle silently but nodding along to give you an answer. You sat patiently with hope glinting in your eyes, like waiting for something.

For your master’s approval

“He is one of the best soldier that I’ve met. But he is someone. I mean his own person. The man isn’t a dog for the Republic, he serves and that’s it. Wolffe has a wild fire manner but respectful nature. He’d do anything for his vodes, for me and even for you. The Wolfpack looks out for their own and you’re part of it. But again Wolffe is a great man, my life has laid on his hands various times before and I’m not scared to trust him again with it” your Master sighed staring back at you.

As you took in the words said by your master, you nodded as a small smile fought is way to your lips. A genuine smile. “Thank you, Master. I’ve got something to do” you said standing up and trudging out of the room. The Kel Dor smiled knowingly as you left his quarters. He knew.

***

“Y/N? Are you okay” you hear a voice call you out as you shook your head regaining consciousness. You nod narrowing your eyes, “what happened?” You ask meeting a well too known cybernetic eye. “You spaced out on me, cyar’ika” mused Wolffe as his hand came to rest on your chin, gloved fingers tracing the soft skin.

You blushed as his fingers graced your lips, coming to rest upon them as you parted them, a ragged breathing erupting from you. The Commander chuckle, loving your reaction. As you looked back to meet his gaze you were met with something else.

Wolffe stared at you, lacking his usual glare and stiff stance. This time you felt something ripple on his force signature. Rolling off of him like small waves in a beach.

Adoration

Peace

Love

You could feel those emotions swirling in him, making you swoon at the thoughts. As your eyes shined with the same amount of emotion, the Commander stepped closer. Backing you against a wall, you squeak in surprise.

Heat rose from your stomach to your chest. Wolffe’s lips were getting closer and your heart decided to skip a beat, the smell of him hypnotic beyond reason. You parted your lips and felt him washing over like a wave of warmth, curling your fingers on the nape of his hair, unfurling all your senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all thoughts.

Warm and sweet with a touch of that mando’a whiskey the clones manage to smuggle into their barracks. Wolffe’s lips intoxicate your senses as he deepens the kiss.

Your whole body tingled, the feel of his frame leaning on yours as his arms wrapped around you felt nearly forbidden. He pulled you in, claiming your mouth again, hungry and intense, until your knees gave in. If it weren’t for Wolffe you surely would’ve fallen on your knees, literally.

In the midst of your heated session, Wolffe’s comm beeped. A growl broke from his chords pulling away, you giggled at the moment. He answers. “What?” He barks into the comm.

“Uh sorry...to interrupt uh sir and uh Commander. The droids are missing” Commet whispers into his comm. You picture him gulping afraid for interrupting his vode’s time with you. Wolffe rolled his eye, grumbling some mando’a under his breathe. “I’ll be there in a moment” he says turning off his comm and turning back to you.

He turns back to you. “Where were we?” He smirks pulling you into his armored chest. You giggle tapping your fingertips against the plastoid. Million of emotions engulfes you as you sigh. Wolffe nuzzles his nose against yours, a habit he started doing. A way of telling you “I love you”.

“We have to get back” you whisper taking his scent, he whines softly. A smile tugs your features as you pull away to lead him back to the camp. Suddenly he jerks you by your wrist. Only to smash his lips one last time against yours. This time he leaves you on a daze. You pull away meeting his eye, adoration pours once again intoxicating your senses.

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum” I love you he says walking away, leaving you alone. As you regain your momentum, your fingertips graze your lips. The reminder of the kiss burning through you. Wolffe has managed to wrap you around his fingertips. Not that you mine. At all.

***

Author’s Note: IM ALIVE. I am sorry I went off the radar! Online school has been killing me but here it is, something for you guys. I had fun writing for Wolffe, tbh he is one of my favorite clones. Reblog and like for more future content! You guys are welcome to leave feedback which I appreciate, I have fun reading them and answering! Requests are open!

[aries-writingblog]

Atlas (5)

Summary: After years of being imprisoned on the Raft, Tony negotiates freedom for his sister Tessa. When she’s free- so is her past, and it will never stop hunting her.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OC(Stark)

Chapter Word count: 383

Warnings: PTSD (subtle ish), trauma, torture (in later parts), suicidal behaviors and thoughts, mentions of death, character death, injury, violence, angst, and a lil bit of fluff in there

Disclaimer: Atlas is my own, original work with characters belonging to Marvel (except Tessa and Dr. Clifton). Plagiarism is not cool kids.

A/N: this is my first work Im posting to this platform and I’m really excited and nervous about it. Hope you enjoy- constructive criticism is always helpful as well!!

Dr. Clifton watched from his perch- waiting for the Avengers to fall directly into the trap he’d laid. The whole plan went off with a hitch, he was delighted to see his toy out of her box once again. After hearing about how her freedom was negotiated, he quickly began a plan to lure her to him. Everyone played their parts so well- he forgot it wasn’t even scripted.

“Williams!” He snapped, watching the woman fire a shot into a man’s kneecap before landing a roundhouse kick to his jaw. The man scrambled forward, standing at attention. “Make sure cell number seven in secure... when we have her, I want to be able to begin work immediately.”

“Yes, sir.” He quickly moved to do as ordered. Clifton smiled once more, seeing a well balanced flame appear on the screen.

“Excellent...”

~~~~~~~~~~~

“Shit- they keep coming!” Bucky exclaimed, holding a hand up to catch the magazine clip Tessa had thrown to him. He changed clips, firing another round of rapid shots at the men. “Have you gotten your comm unit back online yet?”

“No- I don’t think we will. We’re pinned down and they have no clue we don’t have backup!” Tessa explained, cursing as her gun jammed. She threw it down and ducked behind the crates beside Bucky. “I’m out of extra clips too- I’m down to my knives and this is still a gun fight.”

Bucky didn’t want to admit it but he didn’t see this ending well. He was on his last few bullets and there was a steady stream of men coming from the hallway ahead. The whole thing had been a trap- he knew it had to be. What the trap was set for- he wasn’t sure, he just knew he had to have Tessa’s back.

“If the other levels are overrun like this, they may have retreated.” Tessa admitted, looking to Bucky. “I can’t see a way out though. We’re trapped.”

“I’m aware.” He grumbled, crouching down as he fired his last bullet. He looked to Tessa, meeting her eyes. They were about to have trouble. “We’re gonna have to fight. If we can get back into the hallway, we can find a way back out but right now we’re at a dead end. I need you to use your powers.” Tessa blanched at the idea.

“I don’t think it’s safe.” She admitted, tugging at her vest. Bucky took her shoulders, holding her still. She flinched, eyes shooting back up to his.

“Listen to me- I’m going to be okay. Even if you set my clothes on fire again, I’ll deal. I was taught stop, drop, and roll.” He teased, beginning to hear footsteps again. “I believe in you. Just remember you’re in control. You can do this.”

Tessa knew it was a bad time. Surrounded and alone, it wasn’t a good time for a pep talk and it certainly wasn’t a good time for feelings. But looking at Bucky, truly listening to his words, she couldn’t stop herself. She threw caution to the wind and grabbed his face with both hands, smashing her lips to his. He let a surprised grunt out as she held him close, molding their faces together. His hands squeezed her shoulders and she felt... right. She hadn’t felt this normal since high school.

“Right...” Tessa muttered, pulling apart and standing up. She shook her shoulders out as she psyched herself up. “I’m in control. I have the control.” Then, she leapt out of their hiding place, hands out to her side, white hot flames pouring from them.

As a gun barrel was lifted to her chest, she took hold of the metal, melting it and jamming it backwards into the man’s face. She shoved him back into another soldier, knocking them both to the ground. Tessa managed to land a kick to the chest of a man who was close range, then swinging him by the arm into the pile of men she was creating.

Meanwhile, Bucky was still knelt behind the crates, the heat of her lips still lingering on his. Finally, he took a deep breath and allowed the grin to take over his face. She kissed him. She made the first move. He was so proud in that moment that the first bullet that nicked the crates didn’t even register on his radar. The second, however, brought him spiraling back to his reality of gunfire and actual fire, dancing along the clothes of the men Tessa had already taken down.

He leapt into the fight alongside her, helping push their way through the swarm and finally taking the last one down. That’s when Bucky turned to Tessa and grabbed her waist, yanking her body to his, craving that addictive taste. He rested a hand on her jaw, angling her lips to his and pressing her to him. He tried to convey everything he felt for her into that kiss. He hoped his message got through to her. When they pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers.

“I’m sorry I pushed you away.” Tessa apologized, letting her hand run up his arm and rest against his chest, where her dog tags sat. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“You could never hurt me.” He promised, leaving a lingering kiss to her forehead before backing away. “We can figure it all out later- we just need to get the hell out of here right now.”

“That, I can agree with.” Tessa nodded, quickly searching one of the fallen men for a handgun. She gave one to Bucky and kept one herself, checking the clip. “Let’s move out.”

He nodded and stayed glued to her side as they reentered the hallway. Only to find several rows of armed men on either side- weapons leveled at their chests. Bucky cursed softly, biting his tongue. They’d been played. A loud clapping broke through the silence as the men closed ranks, opening only slightly to let a man walk into the ring. He heard Tessa whimper beside him, her whole body going stiff. Her gun dipped, her arms going numb.

“Well, well...” Dr. Clifton gave her a sickening smile. “That was quite the show. I’m glad to see you putting those talents to good use, Atlas. I was beginning to think you resented my gifts.”

Tessa didn’t respond and Bucky didn’t know what to do. They were surrounded and alone, hilariously outgunned. Dr. Clifton began circling the pair, inspecting them.

“What do you want?” Tessa’s voice was shaky but she was beginning to overcome her shock, her steel coming back slowly. Clifton took a moment, humming as he continued his inspection. Bucky shifted slightly to cover Tessa’s body with his own- the look in the doctor’s eyes too wild to be contained. Clifton took notice.

“My darling phoenix, I only want to see you thrive...” he stopped his pacing and stared at her. “You were my best project- the top of the class, my muse... such a pity you misbehaved. Bad little girls always get time outs.” He pouted at her before a smirk pulled at his lips. “But here you are- and you brought a friend. My, my, you’re on track to being on top again.”

“I’ll never be anything to you except your worst nightmare.” Tessa snapped, holding a hand out and engulfing it in flames. That’s when she felt a prick in her neck. It felt like she’d been doused in cold water- her limbs felt heavier and her eyes started to close before she even hit the floor.

“No, my dear...” Clifton’s face appeared above her. “You will be magnificent once more.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I’m not leaving my sister here.” Tony argued, already beginning to suit up again. Steve sighed, and stepped in front of him.

“We don’t have a choice right now, Tony. You think I want to leave either of them here?” Steve snapped. “We just have to hope they can make the rendezvous point. We have to hope they’re alright.”

After taking care of the first few levels, both Steve and Tony realized the comm units went down. They found each other and then the rest of the team, save Bucky and Tessa. Then, soldiers began pouring out of the buildings, almost surrounding them until they retreated to the quinjet, forced to take off. Leaving two members behind. Of course, the team had coordinates in place as a rendezvous in case they were separated. Today was one of the days they had to be used. Tony clenched his jaw, looking Steve directly in his eyes.

“If something happens in there and Tessa... if anything happens to her, it’s on you.” Tony shoved past him, colliding shoulders with the brick wall of a super soldier. Steve exhaled sharply, feeling that anxiety begin to eat at his gut. He didn’t want to leave them, he was taught no man left behind. And he left two. But they were tough. Tessa and Bucky could handle themselves. He had to believe in their combined strength. He had to believe he made the right call- for everyone’s sakes.

[theseoks]

hi, everyone! today (31/03) marks the 2nd anniversary of this blog~ /screams into the void bc that’s soooo long w o w that’s like 730.5 days!!!/ this is gonna be a really long post bc i would like to talk about: 1) this little project of mine and 2) my second anniversary (which is under a read more bc it got sooo longggg) so pls bear w me ;v;

theseoks’ followers appreciation project

in order to celebrate my blog’s 2nd anniversary, i’m bringing back my appreciation project (which i started back in 2015). the project has been revamped to better fit my idea for 2017 and i’ve updated the the official sideblog for my project for this year and you can find it here: @felfaproj. (ps. you don’t have to follow the sideblog, it’s mostly for me and my organization tbh + so i can save all the lovely things about you in one place ;u; )

what is the project about?

the basis of this project is for me to get to know you (the precious people who’ve given me love & support) better. not only will i get to know more about you, you will also be able to get to know me better as well. this project also serves as an interaction stater between you and me as i will be replying to you through the project’s sideblog in the form of a text post.

the project is form based where i will be collecting both super duper basic information about you & feedback regarding my blog. this form can be completely anonymous, apart from an identifier (i.e. a name/nickname/anon name/alias) for me to address you with in my replies. on top of replying to your responses, i will be taking the time out to write a personalized thank you message for your support towards both my blog and this project.

also, i know the title of the project says ‘followers appreciation’, however, the change in 2017 is that i’m opening this to both followers & non-followers! (tho i would most def appreciate if u do follow this blog ofc) this is because i feel that non-followers =/= non-supporters since ppl can still show support through liking/reblogging of my content despite not following this blog.

the form can be found HERE (available on mobile and web). it won’t take more than 5 minutes to fill in and i really appreciate all responses~ (^v^)

(p.s. i’m still toying with some ideas and balancing out the logistics of stuff for a little something extra. i’ll have an update regarding this should it come to happen so yup!)

how is this project gonna work?

i will be responding to all responses to this project ASAP (once i am done collating results for each individual) on the sideblog and you would be notified through me tagging and mentioning you in the post.

in the case of those who wish to stay anonymous,unfortunately there will be no way for me to inform you of having replied, so you might have to head to the sideblog to check for updates manually. :(

in order to facilitate the ease of knowing when i’ve replied (i.e. you won’t have to waste time checking the sideblog every other day), i will make a update post on my main when i’ve completed a batch of replies. all replies on the sideblog will be tagged with urls and/or the names that you’ve stated which would make it easier for you to search for my reply to you.

also, I will continue all conversations through messages or IMs on my main blog or through the sideblog should our conversation be through reblogging, messages or IMs.

if you have any questions at all regarding this project, do feel free to check this FAQ page and please don’t hesitate to contact me! ^^ thank you all once again for your love and support and i hope that you would participate in this little project of mine!

[from me to you]: second anniversary message

hello, everyone~! :D knjvkdfn omgosh it’s been 2 years since i brought this blog back to life and wow, that’s a really really long time. ;u; some of you might remember me as: daesung-ssi, xiurnins, xiumlns & minseokked over these 2 years and when 2017 came, i made the url change to theseoks. along with the url changes, the person behind this blog (aka me) have changed quite a bit as well but more on that later. as of right now, i’m very honored and grateful to be able to mark my blog’s 2nd anniversary with everyone!

firstly and most importantly, i would like to thank everyone who has/had shown both my blog and me support ever since my return to the kpop fandom back in 2015. be it followers, non-followers, ex-followers, etc., i’m grateful towards everyone because i wouldn’t be where/who i am today without any of you. all of you serve as a motivation to keep this blog running + for me to continue creating content (be it edits, gifs, writing, idek what else) bc this blog began as nothing but a place for me to reblog stuff i like and post my not-so-gr8 stuff back in 2015. fast forward to today, it’s still a tumblr is still a place for me to reblog + post stuff but in addition to that, it’s a place where people have shown their support and kindness towards me.

these years have also blessed me with the chance to meet a lot of amazing & sweet & talented people who have been nothing but patient and loving towards me. what have i done to deserve all of you tbhhhhh ㅠuㅠ i’m extremely grateful to everyone i’ve met and thank you so much for putting up with me despite my crappy doo communication skills (wow @ self bc comms graduate). i hope we will become even closer this year~ :D to mutuals who i’ve yet had the chance to talk to bc i’m an awkward shy, i do hope we get to talk to each other in 2017!

also, to the lovely people who have messaged me for advice, thank you so much for trusting me enough with your problems (be it big or small). my replies to you are always so late and slow and ahhh, idek if they are helpful tbh but it really means a lot to me that i’m someone you can turn to. i hope all of you are doing well and that you’re happy & healthy. (me: the mom friend irl and a possible mom friend online too)

it’s been a really long time coming and there has been quite a bit of ups and downs over the past 2 years when it came to this blog (in terms of fandoms, content creation, activity, etc.) but here i am. in all honesty, i haven’t been around much this year so far due to real life stuff in addition to the fact that i had fallen into the ‘obligated to churn out content’ blackhole for a while which brought me a lot of pressure (that i’ve put on myself) & made tumblr more of a burden instead of a leisure. but!!! self-awareness is the first step to getting better, which is why i’ve been taking time off to pull my life together so that i will be able to come back and enjoy tumblr once again. despite my absence/dip in activity + change in content (i.e. me stanning bts in late 2015(?) aka this blog became more multifandom), so many of you have decided to stick around and i’m so kfnvjkv thankful towards you. thank you all so much for your support.

i’ve learnt quite a lot throughout these 2 years (in terms of skill and worldview/ knowledge), i’m hoping that i’ve become a better person over the 2 years that i’ve been here maybe??? i’m still quite lacking as a person tbh. which is why... i would also like to take this chance to apologize for any mistakes i’ve made over the years and thank you all for your patience towards me in addition to the efforts you’ve made to educate me on my mistakes. i’ll do my best to improve on myself & become a better person in future.

to end off this message, i would like to wish everyone the best and also for all the happiness in the world to you. thank you so much for being such amazing people and for making my world a better place. i love all of you so much ♡