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So You Want to Tumbl?

There are lots of newcomers here these days, and I thought I’d spell out how to begin and what it means to ‘curate your own dash’ for folks who haven’t grown along with Tumblr for the past decade.

If you’re coming from a platform where content is fed to you, Tumblr can seem barren and intimidating in the beginning.  But that’s actually a good thing!  What it means is that you will see what you want to.  If you’re in a fighting mood, go find political discourse.  If you’re feeling fragile, make your dash nothing but art and nature.

How to begin?

You’ve made your blog and picked out your icon (seriously, choose an icon:  otherwise you’re indistinguishable from bots).  Feel free to be anonymous.  Most of us are, and it’s wonderful to have a place that’s not tied to your Real Life.  Here you can be a fandom freak (like me!) and no one judges you and your boss will never find out.

Now seek out tags that interest you.  For example, I was just looking through #moss because I like peace and green things and old-growth forests.  (And, apparently, beautifully naked fae-men, heh.)

Now you follow that tag (if it’s a popular tag, it’ll say how many followers the tag has, which is beneficial to know if you’re making a post that you want to reach all its interested audience) and posts with that tag automatically fill your dash. Voila, you have begun to curate your experience!

Do Follow:  tags; blogs in that tag that you like; people who comment on posts in the blog/tag you follow that seem like they’re up your alley.  The more people you follow, the more varied and nuanced your dash is.

Don’t Follow:  people who make comments or posts that raise your blood pressure.  Topics that upset you.  Discourse that has you arguing in your head for the rest of the day.  PLEASE avoid toxicity.  Real Life is hard enough.

How to be Social and Interact

If you want to find your tribe and interact, it’s best to start following individual blogs.  (If you follow a blog, they have an opportunity to follow you back.  Simply following a tag is a passive, one-way street.)  To Tumbl is to be in a vast cocktail party, and you need to mingle and eavesdrop to find the things that galvanize you.

How to be seen and heard

💬Comment on posts (please always stay positive and enthusiastic:  we really try to avoid toxicity).  You can read other comments (and reblogged comments) by clicking on the notes:

🔁Reblog posts you like, both to show your support and to show other people what kind of things get you excited.  Reblogging is essential to the tumblr ecosystem, because it’s the only way posts move around and get seen.  You can also “like” posts, but that’s a much more passive way to interact. Also, reblogs and your own original posts show up on your blog and prove that you’re not a bot.

Create your own posts and remember that the first 20 tags you use are essential, because that’s what gets you seen (and followed) by strangers.  Tags 21-30 are good for searching and archiving on your own blog, but they don’t count on the dash.  Instructions on how to Make A Post.

Participate!  Once you find your crowd, you’ll discover that there are always things going on.  For example, in fandoms, we’ve got writing events, art events, crafting and cons.  The more you try to be involved, the more new friends you’ll discover.  Tumblr allows for such an organic community.  One person has a thought, and many others build on that thought, creating something far greater than the sum of its parts.

There is no real algorithm beyond using those first 20 tags.  This may be discouraging to folks who are used to working an algorithm, but we like it fine here, because it keeps everyone real and keeps obnoxious social climbers/capitalists out of your face.

Be patient!  Just like in real life, when you find yourself in a crowd of people you don’t know, it takes a while to form connections.  Watch and listen, and learn to read the room.  Honestly, the thing that will win you the most friends/followers is honest enthusiasm about your space.

Don’t aim for the big names to become your new buddies.  You’re more likely to find a thriving coterie among other fresh faces.  Don’t assume that because they’re small or new they have nothing to offer you.  Often, this is the fire that keeps any given corner of Tumblr going.

Tumblr Etiquette

NEVER REPOST (without explicit permission).  Reposting is when you cut and paste from someone else’s content and then make it into a brand new post under your own blog name.  That is stealing and is very condemned.  Reblogging is when you use 🔁and the OP (original poster) remains attached to their post and continues to see and be in charge of interactions.  

Reblog in addition to Liking. A post that you ‘like’ is static. You are not helping it to get to a broader audience. If the post or poster is something/someone you support, then REBLOG that sucker: it deserves to fly!

Reblog and add your own content.  One of the best parts of Tumblr is that you can comment on a post, or even add to it in your reblog (as long as you’re not being a dick, okay?  Or changing the topic, which is known as ‘hijacking a post’).  Here is a wonderful example of the Tumblr ecosystem at work, where someone had a thought, other people had thoughts about that thought, and then a bunch of artists jumped in.  Tumblr posts BUILD COMMUNITY, and you can be a part of that conversation.  (Do try to refrain from reblogging with vacuous comments just because you want people to notice you rather than because you actually have something to add, though.  That’s just clutter.)

The most important part of “curating your experience” is learning to Block.

You can block individual blogs, Anons, people in the comments that you find upsetting.  Here’s a post on How to Block.

Block entire tags or keywords if they are triggers for you.  (Here is a post on how to do that.) 

Blocking is self-care.  It is not a platform to demonstrate to the community how much you hate someone and how they should, too.  Usually the blocked person never even knows you’ve blocked them.  If they do something egregious (like tell you or someone else to kill themselves), then ‘Report’ them.

You can block something (like #US Politics) if you can’t handle it at the moment, and then unblock it later.  Block a friend if they’re spamming something you don’t like and then unblock them later.  It’s all good!  You are in control of what shows up on your dash.

But doesn’t this mean my dash will be single-topic and boring?

The simultaneous joy and pitfall in following individuals is that MANY blogs are not single-topic.  You will be exposed to all kinds of reblogs/ideas/other people from the folks you chose to follow, and can decide for yourself if you (a) want to be involved in that topic, (b) are indifferent to that topic, or © want to run from it screaming.

Also, the blogs you follow will move from hobby/theme/passion over time, and you can move with them, appreciate their new topic without vibing with it, or drop them altogether.

And THIS is how you curate your dash, my friends.

***Install New XKit extension.  It’ll make your life easier!

***Here’s the Tumblr Help Center, where you can learn more details.

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me for the past week and i'm so fucking maddd

STOP👏TAGGING👏XREADER👏IF👏YOU👏USE👏AN👏OC👏NOBODY👏 FUCKING👏ASKED👏FOR👏THAT👏OKAY???

The wrong thing is not the fact that you write a story with an oc, no, that's not the real problem, really.

IT'S JUST THE FACT THAT YOU USE THE WRONG TAG SO YOU HOPE MORE PEOPLE READ YOUR STORY. BUT BELIEVE ME IT'S JUST FUCKING ANNOYING 'CAUSE WE AREN'T ABLE TO FIND THE RIGHT FICS IF YOU KEEP DOING THIS!!!

There are people who like to read more stories with ocs than reader inserts, so use the fucking right tag go reach that community and stop spamming your stories among ours.

I don't think you get it but, you know, the purpose of fanfics with reader insert is to make the reader imagine her/himself as the mc of the story. The best part of these fics is the fact that EVERYONE can be included in them.

SO WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN THEM BY MAKING THE MC A PERSON THAT LOOKS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FROM THE READER AND EVEN HAS A NAME THAT IS NOT THEIRS?

Not to be dramatic but i hate y'all.

And the fact that it's always the same fandoms and we all know who we're talking about...

hiii, if it's not too much, i'd like something soft! MC making some flower crowns with Cheka, answering any questions the little cub has about their uncle's partner & giving Leona the crowns???

Gotcha! Quick note, I didn’t notice my ask inbox wasn’t on so NOW requests are open! Lol, sorry if anyone tried to send asks before and it didn’t work!

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Flower Crowns for a King

Feat. Leona Kingscholar and Cheka

Cheka has lots of questions about his uncles new friend! Why not discuss over flower crowns?

They/Them pronouns for reader. MC is referred to as Yuu.

Likes and reblogs are heavily appreciated

The annoying cub was visiting this weekend. Rather than give up his free time to deal with him, Leona passed on the job to Yuu. The herbivore played with Cheka in the botanical garden while he lounged in his usual nap spot.

Not too long ago, Cheka had bounded over to Yuu with his tiny arms full of flowers, excitedly asking if they knew how to make flower crowns. Now they were sitting close by as they made the crowns. Leona dozed through most of the conversation until he heard his name pop up.

“Unca Leona says you’re a profe—profeshi…” Cheka pouts as he sounds out the word to himself, “p-professional chef? Is that true? You must cook loads of yummy foods!”

“Professional is a stretch. I just enjoy cooking. I did it a lot back home for my family.” Yuu says.

“Oooh! What was your home like?”

“Definitely not as interesting as this place. We don’t have cute little beast boys like you running around!”

Yuu pet Cheka’s head, getting a laugh from the cub. Leona leaned on his hand as he gazed at them, eyes focusing intently on the way Yuu’s fingers moved as he tied chamomiles into a crown. Such small, gentle hands…

“Life back home was kind of boring actually.” They were saying. “I was always so busy taking care of my younger siblings that I never had time to do nice things like this. I didn’t even have any friends.”

A small grunt left Leona’s throat. He wasn’t aware of that fact, not that he ever asked.

“Cheka is your friend now! And Unca Leona is too and you two will get married someday, huh?”

Leona’s ears popped up at that. As Yuu burst out in laughter, he got up and marched over to snatch Cheka up in the air. The cub giggled at that, his little tail swishing around.

“Alright, enough outta you. I gotta take you back to your dad soon.”

“Here, Unca Leona!” Cheka reached up and put his messily made flower crown on the lion’s head. “I made it for you! I chose lotsa pretty colors! Do you like it?”

Leona huffed, blowing a petal out his face. “Sure…”

He glanced up at Yuu as Cheka cheered. They simply smiled and shrugged before placing their own flower crown on Cheka’s head. The cub looked up with stars in his eyes before frowning.

“Yuu Yuu didn’t get a crown though… I can make another one!”

“I’m not waiting around for that.” Leona held Cheka under one arm, the boy giggling hysterically, and bent down to pluck a large yellow flower from its bed. He then placed it in Yuu’s hair. He smirked at the blush that appeared on his herbivore’s face, tilting their chin up with two finger.

“There. You’re royalty too now.”

GETTING “I MISS YOU” TEXTS .

… various x reader .

synopsis … how they’d react to getting “i miss you” texts .

genre … fake texts .

characters … sano shinichiro ; kurokawa izana ; baji keisuke ; sano “mikey” manjiro .

a/n … i am so sorry. it’s a stupid joke but i started it, i gotta finish it. i promise i’ll make it up to y’all with a part 2 ;-;

warnings … manga spoilers for izana .

# — sano shinichiro .

# — kurokawa izana .

# — baji keisuke .

# — sano “mikey” manjiro .

taglist … @bakugosfieryasshole @sonder-paradise @aruhappy @eriskaitto @nullified-kiss @chifuyu-whisperer @nameless-shrimp @sebtomm @allisonlol @ravenina14 @tamakislover @my-tasteful-muses

Prompt 8: Toji being your personal slut

What would you do if you had gambling debt up to your head and fifteen years of child support? Easy, you become a wealthy woman's sex toy. Basically free sex and good paid was all Toji thinking about when he agreed to be your personal escape. That husband of yours had a young gal he keeps to the side, so why shouldn't you has some fun outside of the bedroom as well.

You thought it would takes forever to finds a decent gentleman that could makes you turn your head. It didn't take long to finds someone to take your head. He wasn't clean nor a gentleman at all. He was a filthy, shameless brute that got kicked out of your casino. You must had went insane for not calling the cops of the guy who brought a talking worm to the casino, yet you dragged him to the nearest hotel you could find.

The man you bought to the hotel name was Toji Fushiguro. He was nothing like your husband, and you loved ever bit of it. Your husband was a two pump chump. Toji was a jack rabbit. You nearly fell asleep from having such an intense organism from his rough deep thrust. He was lot bigger and thicker than your husband. It was no suprise when he had to hold your waist in place when he was knocking the wind out of you.

When he got done making you a dumb cumslut, you asked your lawyer to draw a contract up to make Toji your personal slut. He get a free housing in your summer house and money to erase all his debt. You get to be fuck dumb. If anyone asked him how he feels about being a slut, he would smile and say, " Being a slut is the most perfect job for me."

Chachachiao made this super wonderful fanart. I would bite this man.

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

Good job!

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Imagine Furina is being such a brat so you had to call your good friend Arlecchino(with a real cock) to teach her a lesson by fucking her and breeding her from behind with no mercy as Furina begs for your forgiveness,while your just there smiling as watching Furina crumble under your dear best friend

punishments-Arlecchino x Reader x Furina

Qingque’s notes: oml yes >:D also, that’s so hot wtf. And am I listening to the lost soul down while writing? Yes. Gn reader btw. In the end, it can be assumed as a strap or a cock

warnings: furina being called a whore/slut/brat, threesome, mentions of overstimulation

Furina would be so so so embarrassed :0 imagine being fucked by your biggest enemy…but it feels so good with you watching her fuck with another woman.so maybe she’s justify it..

“Mhm-ah! [n-name]~ p-please-ah, ah, ah! T-too much! Kya! Sl-slow down…please-ngh!” Furina moaned, tears starting to from in her eyes, reaching behind to try grasp Arlecchino’s wrist to get her to slow down. But alas, Arlecchino pushed her down the floor to fuck her even harder and deeper :((

you chuckled as you watch your beloved being utterly ruined by your dearest friend’s cock. It was a pathetic sight. The hydro archon being used like a fucktoy by one of the eleven Fatui Harbingers. If this got out..then Fontaine would be in a uproar…

“Have you learnt your lesson yet, brat?” You snickered, grabbing a fistful of her hair, forcing her head up. “Mhm! Ah! S-sorry-I’m so-agh! S-sorry-mhmm..u-ugh!” Furina apologised over and over, in an attempt to make her stop. “Arle…” you started, sitting back down your chair. “Yes?” She replied. Archons, she didn’t even look tired…only small beads of sweat formed at her face.

“Use her more. Then maybe…that slut will learn to stop bothering me.” You instructed, crossing your legs. “N-no more..pl-please..a-ah, ah, ah, ah! C-cumming-gonna-c-cum…hnng! Slow-no-feels..too-good!” Furina screamed as she came for the nth time, eyes rolling back. “Hm..she never reacted like that when I was fucking her before..” you sighed in dismay.

“You're such a whore, Furina..getting off my best friend’s dick? Arle..you can take a break..”

Nodding, Arlecchino pulled off and you two switched places.

“I’ll be the one fucking her until she passes out now…so don’t faint too quickly okay? mon cher?” You whispered the last part before taking off your attire.

furina gulped when she heard it.

this was going to be a long day…

Not this being my first smut fic >:D