#you are welcome on all my bloggos!!!

[dc-ships-nstuff]

Welcome To Our Blog!

hello everyone! after a little planning and making some awesome new friends i’m so excited to bring you this ships blog!

Want A Ship But Don’t Know What To Send?

- ships are personalized to you so tell us what makes you smile, what your needs are, your favorite activities, what you are looking for in a s/o, maybe your gender or sexuality if you’re comfortable! physically you can tell us your height, eye color, favorite feature, build, or anything else that makes you you! the more in-depth you go with your personality and favorite things the easier it is for us to find your ship!

What If I Send A Ship Req To @anothertimdrakestan Already?

- don’t worry! i’m gonna be copying over all the reqs in my inbox so you don’t have to worry about double submitting! i gotchu :D

Who TF Are These Creators???

- THE BEST PEOPLE EVER! Here’s our intros!

- @anothertimdrakestan hi guys! it’s elle and im super excited to be working with everyone here! i started doing ships on my blog and then got slightly overwhelmed with the amount of people wanting them so i assembled a lil team of the best shippers ever and we are gonna have so much fun matching you with your favs! if you haven’t checked out my bloggo i write x reader fics, headcanons, and a ton of incorrect quotes for the dc universe! so excited you’re here hehehe i love you!

- @dreamin-in-nyc Hey everybody I’m Jiya!I don’t really post on my tumblr account much but I’ve been seeing a lot of blogs doing shipping events and I personally loved the idea so I decided to join this blog!

-@river-bottom-nightmare hey guys, i’m kita. i write a bunch of hcs and make some graphics on my tumblr, and i’m super excited to start doing ships on here! if you wanna check out/request my other fandoms, pop over to my blog, i’ve got a ton. nice to meetcha, this is gonna be so much fun!

- @comicsandhoney I’m here like seventy hours late (not sorry- i was writing headcanons). I’m ris (or honey because that’s somehow a thing now- ‘crisp’ works as well), and actually? I’m dying to write headcanons for you guys. I am rather throwing myself into the pit of reader insert fics, and... again, not sorry. I’m not that great with mooshy headcanons, so if you’re looking for headcanons that involve lots od mushy things... you might want to request someone else. (examples: ehehe and ehehe) 

- @birdy-bat-writes / @that-fashionable-iguana Riya decided to be afk today but I love her to death so I tried my best at impersonating her and she’ll update it later lolz: Hi guys I’m Riya! On my batfam blog birdybatwrites I do a lot of x reader fics and headcanons as well as incorrect quotes for multiple fandoms but mostly the batfam! I love writing fluffy headcanons and have recently gotten into writing ships! I am a very talented writer even though I won’t admit it (haha love u -Elle)

Edit from Riya: Elle wrote that pretty perfectly, so that’s me. Hi! All of the people collaborating on this blog are so talented and we’re excited as heck to be writing for you. Love you!

Sooo, welcome to the blog! Give us a follow : ) we’ll start grinding out ships as soon as ya send some in! 

[anothertimdrakestan]

Hi, I've been reading your blog for a few days now and I was wondering if you having any rules for your writing? Like are okay with writing NSFW? Are they any relationship dynamics or tropes that your not comfortable writing about?

hi there!!! welcome to my bloggo i'm so excited you're here :D

i write for any and all dc characters and any ships! anything nsfw has characters aged up ALWAYS but i'm totally down and i have written nsfw before :)

my like life's quote is try anything once so i'm super open to trying any req you want i just can't promise it'll be good and i can't promise it'll get done quickly (all thanks to yall sending me amazing reqs all the time seriously i cannot thank you guys enough for the constant inspiration <3)

but! i post ~2x a day so there's good odds it will get written pretty quickly and i really hope you'll send me an ask :)

for like tropes n stuff i don't really care, i'm pretty shitty at like hardcore angst (but i will give it a go hehe) so maybe go to @comicsandhoney or maybe @river-bottom-nightmare cuz they're amazing writers that make me cry daily :) i like asks that are super open or super specific, it's really up to u! (that's kinda the point of my blog lol)

i hope this answered your questions! love u!

[angeldollworld]

so i just found yer bloggo and u seem super cool and i know u said u wanted like some attention but Im nervous messagin off anon bc Im worried i am Not Cool and dhkshdjdhfhhfhhfhfjdkdbjdhf

oh trust me i am not cool at all but thank you for thinking so! you are welcome to message me on or off anon anytime! i love talking to people because i don't get to go out much in my daily life. ❤

[cozydnp-archive]

🌷🍃Hey guys!🍃🌷

So I’m Aly, and I’ve recently hit 700 followers on my lil bloggo which might not be the biggest milestone, but it’s a reason to celebrate and since I’ve always wanted to do it, I’m hosting a meetup!

When is it?🌷

the meetup will take place on Saturday 27 April and runs all day, so timezones aren’t a problem!

Cool! How does it work? Any rules?🌷

follow me @cozydnp if you want to (you don’t have to! It just makes me :) to see new faces) and rb this post to spread the word!

post a selfie and talk about something beautiful in your area of the world at this time of year, something about yourself you’d like to share, your friends, anything you like.

If you aren’t comfortable with sharing your face, then art, fic, music, edits, aesthetic photography, photos of pets etc are absolutely welcome!

your post doesn’t necessarily have to be spring themed, you can be as creative as you want!

🌸Bonus points if you take a photo outside🌸

🍃be sure to tag your post with #phandomspringtimemeetup so others can see your post too! I’ll be checking the tag and rb-ing throughout the day, so I hope to see you there!🍃

(if this flops it didn’t happen oop) if you have any questions, shoot me an ask @cozydnp :)

[noonegetsleftbehind]

me seeing lotsa chris and RE bloggos: lookit all theeese chimkens! camera zooms in on your bloggo: gimme that big one!

Chris:

Me:

//kljadsfndaskjfnadjkf omg bless you nonny. I have no idea why you have chosen my wide man over all the other wide men out there who are probably like a million times better than my attempts to wide (shout out to all the other wide men out there - I love you all I see you and y'all are great) BUT WELCOME TO MY GARBAGE PILE LET ME SHUFFLE AROUND AND BAKE YOU COOKIES AND YODEL WITH YOU (are you sure this is the wide you want?)

[oncclost-blog]

Send this to the 12 nicest people who you know or seem to have a good heart. If you get five back then you must be pretty awesome! 💖 (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*✧💕✨💜✧

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

thank  you  beautiful  little  birb  !    you  have  been  so  lovely  &  welcoming  to  me  and  i  thank  you  every  day  !    i  don’t  pass  on  chain  letters  but  i  shall  go  spread  some  positivity  on  all  my  bloggos   !    thank  you  !

PIP   LOVES   YOU.

[crazylittlethoughts]

Adios November!

This month is both a busy and rewarding month. I have met different people and experience different things. There are definitely some set backs and some days that are just simply terrible but I think I deserve a pat on my back for surviving them and continuing to move forward. Of course, I don’t have myself alone to credit for that. I have a lot of people who held my hand and supported me all through out in ways that they can. 

Enough shenanigans, here’s how November went down for me: 

Before November started we went to visit Lolo, Lola and Kuya Marc’s grave. We enjoyed the company of Tito Romy and his family, sharing food and joking around. 

Tita Mari left for states. We dropped her together with Dan’s dad.

Endless Ukay adventures 

Moderno Sense Shoe Haul!!!!! 

First giveaway and collaboration project with another blogger, Ms. Roxanne Lacap of www.roxannelacap.com.

Overwhelming support for our giveaway. 

Found my perfect lipstick shade with Toasted Brown of Maybelline Powder Mattes.

Learning new things with my relationship with Dan. 

Tons of eat outs because of stress. 

Tantrums here and there.

Daily Glico’s Pocky supply courtesy of Dan

Being accepted as part of Bloggo Community! It is a community created by bloggers, for bloggers and of bloggers.

Meeting new people through Bloggo! 

Growing my Instagram organically. 

Tito Ted, Tita Mari’s older brother, had a short visit here in the Philippines. 

Got back to writing fanfiction. 

Getting more into Loona. My current bias are Heejin and Jinsoul and I am hoping to not add anyone anymore.

Tried adulting through budgeting and why not and of course, I failed it. 

Received so much blessings which makes me so grateful.

Looking forward to December. 

Repeating Taylor Swift’s Gorgeous. 

Come to think of it, this is not half of what happened this November. One thing is for sure, even though it is tiring it is definitely rewarding. With this, I am closing November and welcoming December! 

How about you? How’s your November and what are the things you are looking forward this December? Share them on the comment section below, I would love to hear them. 

Cheers! 

[sheldonatory]

HEY NEW BLOGGO

Hey there I’ve just created a new blog with all my nonsense art stuff and you’re more than welcome to give it a follow if you want to :>

sheldonARTory !!!

[fairyreaper22345]

,,,,, their graves, according to hailey

also hi new follower!!!! saw you all over my notes!!!! nice to welcome you to the bloggo!!!!!

- love, ess from ft-iq

not to be problematic but I'm a sad bitch who has been told they're a disappointment like 100 times in the last hour alone and like *sadness noise*

[lovely-dangan-kins-blog]

                    Hello everyone, I am mod Saihara! 

I am the creator of @/lovely-dangan-kins, and only one of the many future mods of this blog. I am very excited to experience the pleasure of doing something I highly enjoy while helping out people in this community!! 

This blog will be a safe place for all dangaronpa kin,, so everyone is welcome!

Request wise,, I will do Aesthetics/Moodboards, Fashion and Stimboards. I may take a doodle requests too.

and sum tims dance in my fursuit 4 u guys!!1 i can nya till ur hearts desire my frends nya!!! i love all of u!!! love love!!!!! my main bloggo is @/hajimejam and uh,, i go by nya/nya pronuns than ks!11

also I am in a relation ship with mod ouma,,, i will fight you 

[amzartworks]

Cherchez La Femme

April 28th, 2018: I am the word virus. Let me in.

The thought of you with another man fucks me up like nothing else. A taste of a better life. Bitter. Bitter. Bitter. Green with envy. Sometimes my insecurities get the best of me. Cherchez le femme. Find the woman, the shakti. Where is my muse? When the student is ready, the master will come. I feel hollow.

I’ve been away from this bloggo for more than a minute, and for that I’m sorry. This week, for whatever reason, has been absolutely dismal outside of a few bright spots. I won’t bitch about it any further. That stream-of-consciousness was the cap of it, and I’m putting it aside. The good news starts now.

I have been invited to take part in a group show at The Factory in Long Island City from May 17th until June! A few of my larger pieces will be up alongside artwork from some other very talented artists. May 17th is the opening, so come round and have a drink with me. I’ll be sending out an email through my mailing list and posting about it across all my social media as we get closer to opening day.

This piece was inspired by some lectures I've been listening to by Hermetic scholar Mark Stavish on Kabbalah, devotional magick and meditation. "Cherchez la femme" is a french phrase that loosely translates to "find the woman." Often misinterpreted as "find the woman behind the problem," the true meaning of the phrase is at once more complex and lighter in tone: "cherchez la femme" means to find the muse, the feminine energy, the shakti behind the desire. Whether that means a real physical woman in one's life (or a partner of any kind) is really up to the querent. For me, "cherchez la femme" means asking yourself as an artist: why is it, when you get to the dirty animal base truth of it, are you doing what you do? Who are you doing it for? 

We're talking about discarding lofty bullshit and theory here. No "my art will change the world" messianic bullshit. No "it's the only way I can live my life" crap. Root yourself in the earth, get deep in the shit and face yourself. Are you doing it to get laid? Are you doing it for money? Are you doing it for fame and respect? Be greedy. Be horny. Be gluttonous. Be fame-hungry. Maybe you're like me, maybe it's all of those AND a deep desire for the muse, that twin flame art romance. If you're serious about following your path and following your dreams, be real about the reason you're doing things and embrace it. Thank, welcome, and love that part of yourself. That's your fuel. That's your shakti. 

What else, what else... Scotch Mist just got the master for “Meteors,” which may be our best song yet. That will be coming out in the first week of May, and will mark our first single of 2018. The music video is going to be out of this world. Past that, not much left to tell. I hope you guys all had a great week. I’ll be seeing you around this weekend as I get back to posting daily.

[brownboymeetsworld]

Challenge #1 : My BORING LIFE

hey world, i am godie. eidog. dogie. iegod. dieeeeeeeeeeego. digo. defuego.

Me gusta la color rojo.

I have no life.

welcome to my bloggo. 

It is January.

30th.

not 2017. it’s 2018.

It is a Tuesday. 

The night before I was afterschool for a P.I.R (performance in the round - 15th event in the IHSA Speech State Series) in the up till 5:00 am doing APUSH homework and random algebraic equations

 Followed by some Netflix watching (One Day At A Time - good show).

 I do not know how, but I woke up at 7:20, a good ten minutes before the bus arrived, thank the respected God(s). Took 5 minutes to get ready, and I was my tired self, as usual. Ran down the stairs, grabbed my Iphone 4, NO HONEY NO  NOT  “4s”, I’m too broke for that Siri stuff. Plugged in my headphones, and did not worry about breakfast, because I do not eat it, until I get to school (as in I get breakfast at school). 

As I make my way out the door, me and my dog, Remi, make eye contact (he just woke up, because of my loud self) and then I dash out. Takes a minute to run to the bus stop, but yet I am still out of breathe. I’m not built for winter, almost died. ( i literally speedy Gonzalez down my street ).

 This old lady from the condos snitched on me to my Mom telling her I went to school wearing crocs. She’s a snake. 

Anyway, I get on the bus at 7:32 am and plop in the seat and sleep. It is now 7:45 when some random kid on the bus wakes me up to tell me we are at the school. He is a big trick for waking me up but it is okay. I’m such a bidget. (big bodied trick).

 So I get off the bus, sit next to Bree at the lunch table and set my stuff down and go get breakfast. THIS BIDGET security guard legit wants to fight me asking for my I.D when it was clearly on my neck, and on my way to get breakfast. So I pick up some two apple juices and a hot fudge poptart. Sat back down at the table, and ranted to Bree while devouring my breakfast. I throw away my breakfast at 8:05 and I keep forgetting thats when they dismiss the students from the cafeteria to go towards lockers and classes and what not.

 And lets just say a swarm of tricks of the Joliet West population ram into me as I’m trying to get my stuff from the table. 

I love my school.

 I retreive my stuff and head for upstairs G building and plug in my Spotify on my lego brick phone and drown my feelings into “Halo” by Beyonce. As I make my way up the stairs these bidget freshmen threw a football down the stair well and hit some girl and I’m guessing they are all friends speaking that the girl was not mad and just laughed the whole time, so I just kept making my way up.

I reach APUSH and I open the door to Mr.Lundeen’s class. My friend Trinity gave me a McDonalds hashbrown, and my day was better. So class happened. Decent day so far. Advanced Algebra with Mr.Almon comes next and so I was really thirsty for some reason and I went to the water fountain mid class, and when I came back I just stressed on math problems. Sadly, my life problems aren’t as easy as y=mx+b.

 Then I head off the my humble C building, and sing my emotions away in Choir. I pulled my phone out to record a specific part I thought my specific section needed to work on and showed DeBoer, so thanks to me we are now going to concentrate on that tomorrow, and I’m the bad guy for trying to make my section better? @all the groans and glares that they gave me. 

After such class, I headed to seek refuge in the little theater for 5A and 5B and drop my stuff off, while I go to the cafeteria before the rush comes, and get a pepperoni calzone with a light purple gatorade, and I guess thats my lunch, I mostly spend my time helping Mrs.Blake, or bothering her with ideas or Speech talks, or I just read off my Tumblr feed and listen to my musicals Spotify playlist. I am on the backstage couch, making myself at home, respectively. She has a study hall that period, so I just come and spread my presence.

 6th period came, so I had to go to Symphonic Band and break my mouth and lungs into Slavonic Rhapsody. Totally just go there to my death sentence, numbing my fingers, and stress from the fast chromatic runs we play in that demonic piece. It was fun until it hurts.

 7th period Drama 3 in the little theater eventually came and it was a blast. It is pretty much made up of speech kids, so we are talking in weird accents and what not, and my good mother Mrs.Blake tells us the agenda. 

My friend gives me some Ramen noodles to eat and (SHE PACKS A WHOLE FRIDGE) a flavored water lemon bottle.  She is a good woman. I put my physical energy into our group improv, and even eat my ramen during it. I dispose of the ramen in the garbage and keep the flavored water. I am drained, and now have to walk to English. 

 It was a typical school day. Class to class, doing my work.  To be completely honest, I never use my phone at school for texting or social media unless it’s during 5A and 5B. But, today, I didn’t or Snapchat (SHOOK - MY STREAKS) anyone till the last 5 minutes of 8th. I text my mom telling her I have speech rehearsal, and that settles it.

 The only time I do is to listen to so much music possible, in passing periods, when I work in class. I’m not really a big social media addict as I used to or like my many friends and peers. 

 Suprisingly, I ate alot today, I usually never get lunch, only on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, and rarely breakfast, and then my friends were nice and fed me. Much love. 

Oh, and I still have that flavored water bottle. I then stayed after for a speech rehearsal (@little theater), my last one. It was a workout, but I very much enjoyed it. A progressive season it was. My event (Humorous Interpretation) requires me to cut a 365 character play or kids bop music video into 8 minute performance, and I play all the characters, change my stance, face, and voice. I was kidding about the 365 characters and  and kids bop video, but I do have to cut a one act or play of humor and theme into below 8 minutes, memorized, and practice the whole season and compete.

 I had the pleasure to choose “Chester, the Boy Who Painted the World Purple” by Marco Ramirez, it was not my best season, but it was amazing. Let me tell you, quickly popping into all the characters, changin my voice, face, and body position, makes me SWEAT. So, this is when I chug the flavored water bottle, and boy I felt good and proud. 

I now get picked up by my mom at 6:00pm. YEP, that’s right, from 3:30-6, I’m constantly running or rehearsing, maybe at times going to the bathroom or sitting and breathing and giving or taking notes from other people. So, I get home at 6:15, I sit down and do my homework till 8:00. 

I make some MacNCheese and pour some lemonade (MinuteMaid) into a nice mason jar. Concluding with an episode of One Day At A Time. 

Again, have not shockingly, touched my phone. Once I finished eating, I wash my dishes, take a quick shower, send my siblings to bed, and I go brush my teeth, and then set my stuff for tomorrow. This was between 9:00pm and 10:00 pm.

It is now 11:30 and I am typing this blog, in my bed,  and crying about college and plugged in Ultralight Beam by Kanye West, also thinking about how I will be a senior. Some scary stuff. I am now going to bed. Rest in Peace.

[thefirstfilm-blog]

intro

welcome, me.

i’m choosing only to talk to myself because this tiny little fragment of space i’ve just created on the internet is really just for me.

should any folks who happen to not be me stumble upon this space, don’t feel like you’re intruding. i do hope you find my thoughts to be useful in some way.

however, you should know that this space is purely to collect my own thoughts and ideas around this first film i’m going to make. i have no interest in giving you lists of tips, or articulating my thoughts in such a way so that you understand them. just like any artist’s desk/workspace (and in many cases, /homespace), this blog will be organized chaos. most times, it may only make sense to me.

i recognize that in the future i may have to show this place to people - perhaps so that i can exploit myself and my thoughts for personal gain, making it part of the nice and neat package thats a ~portfolio~. i’ll be hoping you, the unknown reader, will see that i’ve put some time and energy into expressing my film-related thoughts. maybe you’ll appreciate them. that’d make me happy if you did (hence, personal gain).

(i think about this episode way too much)

(also, I am a semi-closeted friends fan. we all have formative years, people.)

Robert rodriguez wrote a book called ‘rebel without a crew’ detailing his process behind the hit film ‘el mariachi’ (1992), made for $7000. the book was filled with the creative ways he made his first feature on the cheap back in the late 80s/early 90s. i read it cover to cover, at times not knowing if i was hate-reading it.

reaching the end of the book, it dawned on me.

ahh yes, how nice that a white man could go from nobody, make a cheap feature in mexico, go to tiff and become bffs with quentin tarantino within a year. how nice that it worked out for him.

the book severely lacked struggle. it struck me as a blatantly white book for white people. a white person wants to do a thing. he stays up some late nights. he does the thing. he meets cool people. now he’s a hollywood success story.

realistically, if i tried to go down the same path, that simply wouldn’t be my story. as a 24-year-old 1st generation american in 1992, i’d probably also be having to take care of my immigrant parents, and convince them that my devotion to unpaid filmmaking work was somehow worthy of my time over getting a stable job that would help them make ends meet. most 1st gens would have never even considered this path in that era because of the deep shame and selfishness you’d feel by attempting it (although everyone’s family is different of course, not tryna put all immigrant families into one box over here).

if you’re not me and you’re reading this you’ve probably heard this too: people keep telling me it’s getting easier for women, especially women of colour - and of course queer people by extension of that - to get money to make films. why? because diversity points!!! it’s Canada and those granters are trying to prioritize our voices following all this conversation in the media about a lack of women working behind the camera.

there’s a more interesting tension happening now between the marginalized oppressed and the white male majority in film. my friend’s white actor bf thinks it’s all-too-easy for non-white actors to get into ACTRA, and that the bar is lower for them. my white co-filmmakers try to make everything sound easy for me all the time because they believe my projects are more likely to be funded than theirs, purely because of my marginalized status. the most memorable instance of these sorts of interactions was when my white male coworker at the cbc told me i only got my job as a video producer because i am an asian female. if that doesn’t shake your confidence as a newcomer into the field ... well i guess any number of other things will. 

so let’s see how the next few years go. let’s test this theory. thats partly why i’m starting this bloggo. i have a hunch that my journey will look significantly different than robert rodriguez’s.

i look up to mark duplass (fingers crossed he doesn’t get named as yet another sexual abuser in the system) and i think the talk he gave at sxsw was absolutely brilliant (NFS link = jist, video = full talk).

fyi. the main difference between him and rodriguez is that duplass actually gives a shit about his audience. he’s all no-bullshit, and the main takeaway for me was this: “the cavalry is not coming”. no one is going to knock on your door/pop up in your inbox one day after making a particularly great short or feature and offer you a bunch of money to direct a big movie with big names. ava duvernay and jill soloway aren’t going to suddenly want to hang out with you and sign you onto their next big project, and having your idols come to you in this way shouldn’t even be a goal for you. (i will talk about Context and Lifestyle Choices in later entries.) rodriguez is doing us no favours by implying that the cavalry came for him. god knows how many white cis males (which i will now refer to as “cismales” pron. chis-ma-les based on a recommendation from Jill Soloway) have been waiting for the cavalry because of stories like rodriguez’s.

i long ago accepted that traditional filmmaking avenues are not options for me, and i don’t really aspire for them to be. the indie world is the only acceptable option, and it’s an honour just to be able to do that. my goal is to make a living as a filmmaker. should i reap more rewards than i need to run my day-to-day life, i shall pass on those rewards to young qtbipocs who seek a future in film. i will always do my best to foster community. i will always do my best to make my community feel less alone, and less scared. 

i aspire to never prioritize equipment over people.

i aspire to never overvalue myself.

i aspire to never undervalue myself.

i aspire to never lose sight of myself, especially on set, when emotions can run high. 

i aspire to never “not give a shit what people think” and therefore lose my capacity to be inspired.

i aspire to only hire people with marginalized identities and make their voices heard on my projects. 

i aspire to make mistakes, and love my flaws and the ways that they will mold me. 

i aspire to always always always prioritize story.

rough ideas of topics i’d like to explore in dis bloggo:

- docs vs. narrative + Purpose in film

- performing gender in film

- collaborating, friend-making, + film

- creativity, inspo, + coping mechanisms

- spotlighting brilliant queer + trans BIPOC filmmakers/creators

enjoy, me!

hope i can keep up with this.

also - be kind to yourself.

[sjokohama]

brUH HAAAAAAAAY~~~~!!!! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) I moved me bloggo and am trying to regrow my ffrrrrrrbbrrrrrddddyyyyyy mrrrrrrrhrrrkkkkk!!! HOPE YOU'RE DOING SWELL DUDE!!!! ヽ(；▽；)ノ GOOD VIBES ALL THE WAY BECAUSE YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN SUCH A COOL BRUH WITH ME!!

FRRRRRRBRRRRDDDDDYYYYYYY MRRRRRRHRRRRKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!! AW YIS!!AAAA, WELCOME BACK FRIENDO!!! I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!! I HOPE SCHOOL TREATED YOU WELL THESE PAST MONTHS :D :DGOOD VIBES RIGHT BACK AT YAAAAA!