Now that Tumblr has completely fucked most people with killing their links (if you put any link, even one that directs back to a Tumblr post, it no longer shows in the search engine), it’s on YOU, the consumer, to make sure things get noticed. By that I mean, if you LIKE something and you don’t reblog it, that’s right, that’s less chance of it getting seen. When a post does poorly, the creator will eventually stop creating. This goes for gifs, icons, headers, writing, art, you name it. Creators will eventually stop. So, you LIKE something, click that little reblog button. Click the queue option. If you want to keep seeing your favorite creators, it’s up to YOU to make sure their posts actually get seen.
And, before anyone wants to pipe up, one person DOES make a difference. If you’re reading this thinking “oh, someone else will reblog, I don’t have to!”. Well, no. You’re wrong because if YOU’RE thinking that, many other people are as well which means, no the post will not be seen and the creator stops creating (or at least publishing for your unpaid consumption).
The post doesn’t match your blog aesthetic? Make a new blog. You don’t have to maintain it. Just click the reblog button and it’ll STILL help get the creators some form of recognition.
If you like seeing creations from creators, then help them out and hit the damn reblog button.
…in which i hit 18 frames before i told myself to chill out, so the end bit is undersketches lol. also featuring OG shiro, cos i hadn’t rly drawn him yet
The proposal aftermath.
It was meant to be the follow-up to a Gladnis commission for @tempurasteel that I jokingly sketched… but it was actually too sweet not to finish, am I right?
FANDOM: Final Fantasy XV PAIRING: Prompto/Gladio WORD COUNT: 1,484 LINKS: AO3 | Kofi | Prompt Post / Tag
He feels like a complete idiot, but the words are already out of his mouth and he can see the look Gladio’s giving him, the silence he’s fallen into that drives Prompto’s anxiety up the wall and threatens to drown him in a sea of self consciousness that was confidence for a split second there.
Prompto takes a breath and when he exhales, he feels like his heart’s ready to burst for all the wrong reasons. The look of utter disbelief on Gladio’s face doesn’t sit well with Prompto and the looming threat of rejection has him wishing that his lungs would collapse right there, to keep him from living through the next minute of the mortifying mess he’d created.
Gods, why did he have to be such a moron? Why had he spilled his guts before he gave himself enough time to realize that having a moment with someone didn’t necessarily mean they were at all interested in someone like him?
Mayerine 