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#put it in my bio why not I’m trying to kill the stigma
killuaisaprincess · 3 years
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I did it outta spite 👅
#personal#Anyway from what I can tell even big names don’t get anything with ko fis but like I said I don’t wanna make it a job#And it’s chill tbh if home life gets bad I’ll get another job sell my Miku pullip smth idk lol not any of my Ki stuff hes my babey 😭#but you know what writers don’t get enough credit tbh! And it takes us alot of work#so even just having this will kill the stigma some and that’s all I neeed!#I hope you like the description lol#but now I have ittt just in case I ever do get eat glass ask#put it in my bio why not I’m trying to kill the stigma#I set it to one dollar#it’s only a little exaggerated I did spend almost the whole day off on a fic once and that’s not the only time but it’s the one that comes#to mind first#I wanna delete the other post but I’ll keep it up for context otherwise it’s gonna be like how’d you go from this to that and with that#goodnight#honestly from what PayPal email is I’m assuming lol that they will end with 80% anyway so pure spite it is#from what someone said they got 6 usd and ended up with 5#And 54 cents so for a dollar that’s all of it lol i swear#can’t be mad but sometimes I just wanna transfer a refund back to my bank and they’ll be like take 15$ and I’m like 😶 I get it but#Anyway two sporadic naps isn’t enough for me I need some actual sleep after gettingnone last night spent it all making edits and taking#screenshots no regretios I love Ki 😭😭😭😭 and he’s so cute and I love the edits and I don’t even care about the notes cuz I have everyone#blocked lol#he’s a pretty princess!#👏👏👏👏
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wafflelvr · 7 years
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i am very proud of my social media presence, it’s how i show people the growth in my dancing, funny relatable anecdotes, my own personal growth, and pictures of me literally killing the game so that everyone knows how hot i’ve become. and i try to appear unapologetic, but i’m an attention grabber what can i say? i love it. i love hearing that people like reading my blog, my tweets, and my instragram posts. i like hearing people say that they feel like they can relate to me and that they think of me as a funny person because i publicly humiliate myself on a daily basis on social media.
however, social media presence aside; i cannot for the life of me get the hang of the dating app Tinder. for those of you in healthy, happy relationships, tinder is an app that lets you view singles in your area that you could be hanging out with through very basic profiles with a max of six pictures, a 500 word bio, and the luck of the swipe. basically, you can choose who you want to have a free meal and movie with, without having the dating algorithm that most dating sites use. tinder is also for hooking up with random strangers because you swiped right when you were a few drinks in. it can be fun when you’re harmlessly flirting and getting compliments like, “wow you have super blue eyes” or “sit on my face”. (really that is one of the first things that some one has sent me… not even a “hey, how is your day?”). but when it comes down to it, when you actually do meet this person in real life and you sit across from them in a coffee shop or restaurant, you realize that you’re sitting across a person who has the words, “looking for someone to adventure with; hugs, drugs, and pugs only,” in their tinder bio. and then you get so disgusted with yourself that you end up ignoring them the whole date and being as passive aggressive as possible to wade off any touching or the impression that you’re really interested in anything other than the free drinks and food you’re getting. it’s a roller coaster really.
all jokes aside, why are we so interested in tinder? is it because we are all secretly narcissists and need the attention of some random guy (or girl) who clearly took hours deciding their images and witty bio? is it because the feelings of loneliness when we are single are literally the worst because when you’re halfway through a nine season tv series and you look at your reflection in the dark screen you realize how upsettingly single you are? or is it because we just want something to make ourselves feel accomplished and appreciated? before you assume that i’m just shitposting and am unhappy about the outcomes of tinder dates gone wrong, i do have some statistics to back me up.
so according to bustle.com; 80% of Tinder users are actually looking for a long- term relationship. so that semi- forgettable looking guy that you for sure swiped left on because he was so plain looking and his bio read, “looking for a real thing, not just a hook-up,” is actually looking for the love of his life. the other 20% of users are looking for a one night stand, or as they put it gently, “not looking for something serious,”. understandable. quick hook-ups are a very real thing, but sometime’s it’s still weird hooking up with some random dude who will probably either get to attached or end up ghosting you right after you hook up. the stigma that Tinder is simply a speed hook-up app is statistically wrong, but it’s still gross when i have to swipe through bio after bio saying, “looking for something causal,” “let’s get high/ drunk and have a good time,”. it’s also concerning when i see “looking for something real on here; if you’re not into this swipe left.” really, the bios are just a block on the guy who i’m looking at.
there are over 90 million people who are currently using Tinder to “improve” their dating life. however, according to mic network inc, 62% of all location based dating apps (in general not even Tinder here) are men. MEN ARE TAKING OVER TINDER LADIES!!! THEY LITERALLY OUTNUMBER US 2 TO 1. the article goes on to say that TInder’s design of swiping is a lot like a cognitive game. and since the human mind (especially them male brain) is reward driven, it explains the new found pleasure of treating future relationships like a game and the competitive nature of swiping. and here we are complaining that the world is full of games and we will never find the loves of our lives because they play too much. and then we swear off men and walk our dogs and drink bone dry cappuccinos and write sassy blog posts about how shitty online dating is. (or is that just me right now?) research has shown that the amount of time men spend on a Tinder session is 7.5 minutes. and women swipe for 8.5 minutes. doesn’t seem that important. but swiping means increasing your chances of matching a person. so while it takes men a shorter time to swipe, they’ll usually like more profiles, increasing their odds of matching and receiving a date, whereas women have 14% chances of swiping a “like” because they don’t go into the reward part of the chase. it is a objective game. the objective being however many people match with you and actually message you. the actual endgame of dates is smaller than matches because by the time your ego is boosted the voice in your head is telling you to move on. so you go back to your 7 or 8 minute long swiping session.
Tinder is the ultimate ego booster. not going to lie, the first time i started using Tinder, i was excited to have the male attention again. it’s fun. getting compliments and being asked what i was majoring in in college and then being told that what i wanted to do was impressive really made me feel like they really valued me. then i would be snapped back to the reality that they were on here messaging other girls the same thing, or sexting them. i had no idea who this guy really was or what he wanted or if he really was interested in me as a person or just as a random hookup. whenever i raised questions about this to my friends they would gently respond, “it’s a hook-up app; they want one thing”. which is honestly true. everyone likes attention, everyone wants to feel special and appreciated. even the douchiest frat boy will agree with me here; when an attractive person tells you that you’re attractive and smart and funny and try to get to know you, it feels really good. and then you walk around thinking you’re the shit.
but really, it’s part of the game. you say things to get a reaction and to get the thing you want, whether it’s a date or a hook-up. it’s all a game. and that’s really disappointing.
i’m a romantic. i like the whole learning about another person and creating a relationship with them at the rate that we are comfortable exploring at. i like the mystery of learning whether or not they like chocolate, their favorite movies, their music taste, and why they are choosing to do what they’re majoring in. i enjoy being the one person that is discovering this. i enjoy being in a relationship based off a growing liking of each other. it’s easier that way and i think that it’s more encouraging to fall in love and have a heathy relationship. also, i like feeling special. i like having the attention on me, feeling like i am the only person that they are focused on in that moment. which is why i suck at dating.
tinder defeats the romance of learning about a person to learn. the conversations go from casual to sexually driven in five minutes or the plans of a date are rushed because both people are literally so starved of actually attention they’ll graph at anything. it’s all a a game. and it’s why i suck at dating. i can’t change the conversation from “what’s your favorite coffee ground?” to something really disgusting. it’s too fast for me! i can’t keep up!
so now that i’m done slamming tinder; i’ll explain the reason behind this post so that my friends who do use tinder don’t get mad at me and tell me i’m just upset because my matches suck and i go into the dates wanting something magical to happen. (i love romance people, i spend my days watching more rom coms than i do doing anything productive).
this post was to deglorifiy the app. it’s actually miserable. you’re more single than ever, or you’re greasy if you’re going on tinder to find a side dish when you’re in a relationship (like you have a person, appreciate them regardless if they’re giving you sex. have the decency to treat them like you love them OR just break up with them so that you’re not hurting a person who loves you because you’re too selfish to appreciate what they have given you). you’ve stooped to the level of “i need an ego boost because i can’t give it to myself”. i say, fuck that. go look in the mirror. you’re hot as hell. you are smart as hell. you are deserving of so much more than some person on tinder telling you you’re hot because they want to get a butt picture or have a hook-up. yeah, being single sucks and you feel wildly pathetic when you have to reconfigure your life because you’re so used to being in a relationship. but is having a tinder really going to make it seem like you’ve moved on? is it going to make them want you back? probably not. it’ll feel good those first few swipes. every swipe will feel like a middle finger to your ex, but after about 8 minutes of swiping you’ll realize how boring this is because you’re really only swiping left and you become even more disgusted with yourself and your list of bachelors. it’s an exhausting cycle.
my advice; delete the app. it’s a game for many of the millennials that use it, and you deserve better than a game. delete the app and read the book you really wanted to read. or start the show that has been sitting in your queue for weeks. learn a different language. go to the movies by yourself and treat yourself to some popcorn and snacks. go hang out with friends and work on their friendships. you’ll forget about the app and that you’re single. in fact, that’s the best way to make it seem like you’ve moved on. move on with grace, but also with some great self- worth. you deserve so much more than a swipe because you slaved for hours to get that beautiful selfie. you deserve so much more than some guy who is solely in the app for the ego boost. but also if this is your thing and you feel great, keep the app. i applaud you for your perseverance and strength to deal with the occasionally greasy assholes whose opening line is “wanna sit on my face and get high?”. i really applaud you for that. you’re doing amazing either way sweetie. 
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ruthlessbookfish · 7 years
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Release Boost for The Executioner by Shauna Allen
Title: The Executioner
Author: Shauna Allen
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 11, 2017
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~ Five brothers, one family tragedy, untold heartache. ~
A stray bullet ended my Army career, forcing me to follow in my father’s prison guard footsteps.
My sister’s disappearance ten years ago annihilated my family, forcing each of us to find a way to cope.
But I’ve survived. Adapted.
At least until Genevieve Stone showed up, digging into the truth in the name of journalism and finding her way deep under my skin. I’m determined to do whatever it takes to find my sister, but when the case is blown wide open by the sexy reporter, I’m left with the ultimate question . . . can I trust her?
I’m a soldier, heart and soul.
I don’t do love.
War and death and pain are my church.
My name is Asher Creed.
I am the Executioner.
***Reader note: This is the first of a 6-part emotional family saga series. Each story is 100% male first-person point-of-view, and while each full-length novel is guaranteed to have a complete HEA romance, their family mystery remains unsolved until the end of the series.
***Due to profanity, mild violence and very strong sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. Also, please note the title. The hero is, in fact, an executioner on death row. While there is no intent to make any social or political statements, please do not read if this will be offensive to you.
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“Are you part of the execution team?”
I swallowed, the thought of lying to her heavy in my throat. There was a reason we never divulged who was on the team. The stigma and attacks on our humanity would come from all angles, and in the end, it would change nothing. I am an executioner. It’s a job. Someone has to step up and do it. I was simply one of the few who were willing to swallow the emotional baggage that comes with putting another human being to death. I’m willing because maybe, just maybe, I’ll finally be able to bury the beast in me that snarls and snaps, thrashes and rages, thirsty for vengeance against the unknown monster that took my sister away.
 “You know I can’t talk about that, Genevieve. I’m sorry.”
Her gold-green eyes sparked. “I thought so.”
I frowned, not answering.
“Okay. Let’s try this . . . hypothetically speaking, if someone were a part of the execution team at the prison, would they take part in every execution?”
“Theoretically, barring some certain circumstances, yes. Most likely. The warden has assembled a team he trusts and that rarely changes.”
She nodded and forked up a bite of meat. “How do you think those people feel? About killing another human being?” Her gaze was direct and unwavering.
I set my fork down and thought carefully about my reply. “I think they don’t think about it like that.”
“Does it make you sad?”
A beat passed heavily between us. Two. “No.”
She said nothing, returning to her meal, and I followed suit. Eventually, the cloud that filled the room seemed to dissipate as she digested my answers. “Tell me about your brothers. I’m dying to know about them.”
“Why?”
She shrugged one shoulder and sipped her wine. “I just am. Are they like you? Big and sexy and moody?”
“I’m not moody.”
She laughed. “Not denying the big and sexy, huh?”
I fought the grin that wanted to bust loose and forked my salad. “We’re all big and sexy, I won’t lie.”
“I’m sure. What else?”
I thought of my brothers and our time together yesterday. Even as distant and strained as we’d become, I knew we all still loved each other fiercely. “Well, I’m the oldest. Levi is next. He’s a businessman in Austin, divorced, no kids. Jamison is a SWAT sniper in Dallas, goofy and single. Joshua works as a criminal profiler for the FBI in Virginia. He’s brainy and quiet and single, as far as I know anyway. And the baby is Silas. He’s an up and coming MMA fighter and he lives in Houston.”
“So none of you have girlfriends or wives? Really?”
I shrugged. It sounded weird when you put it that way. “Other than Levi, we’ve all managed to avoid it.”
One brow lifted in challenge. “Avoid it?”
“Yeah.” I scooped up the last of my food.
“Are any of you gay?”
I nearly choked. “No.” I grabbed my water and sipped. “Why would you ask that?”
“Well, no women. Maybe there are men.”
“No. Only careers.” And grief, but I didn’t admit that out loud.
Her foot suddenly found my leg under the table. “I’m glad to hear it.”
I ran a hand under her jeans and up her calf. “Interested in my brothers?”
“No.”
“Glad to hear it.” I caressed down her leg and massaged her instep.
Her eyes fluttered closed as I continued rubbing her foot. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by the need to taste her again. “Are we done here?” My voice was gruff, even to my own ears.
Her eyes slid open and met mine. “I’m not sure.”
“I am.” Keeping our gazes locked, I stood and rounded the table to stand beside her. “Get up.”
Her eyes flared, but she did as she was told. I felt her heated focus on me as I shoved our dinner dishes to the side of the table, making room in front of us. “Sit.” I indicated the spot where her plate had just been.
She only hesitated a moment, the air becoming thick between us. The blood was rushing through my veins like fire and I desperately needed to quench it. My erection strained behind my jeans and it was all I could do to control myself when she looked at me like she was getting off on my dominance. I wasn’t a kinky man, but I definitely liked to be in charge, in the bedroom and out. Call it the Ranger mentality.
Author Bio
Shauna grew up an only child with two open and loving parents in Central Texas. She’s married to her high school sweetheart and is the mother to three awesome kids, including one in the United States Air Force. She is the award-winning author of the Jack ‘Em Up series and the upcoming Family Creed series. Shauna also writes emotional Contemporary YA novels as SC Montgomery and works as a freelance editor. She loves all things sexy, sassy, and Gerard Butler.
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cathshaylergdc-blog · 7 years
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THINK - Week 1
Over the course of this week I have been trying to get ideas together for the YCN brief. My main goal was to fully analyse my audience and consider how I should approach the brief in their context. After an initial talk with our tutor, we decided as a group that we were going to go against the initial THINK strategies: dark, bloody adverts with victims flying over bars at 60mph and children narrating that their daddy killed someone. 
I started thinking about the social stigmas surrounding drink driving. Since the first public campaign against it back in the 60s, the number of accidents caused by drunk drivers has dropped by over a half. These campaigns made drink driving socially unacceptable amongst older generations - I wanted to test out if there was a similar viewpoint in the 17 - 24 age category. 
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I sent out a group message to a ranged group of my 17-24 male friends asking them if they would allow me to use their profile photographs to create two fake tinder accounts. One for a safe driving persona, and one for a drink driving persona. Luckily I had a successful response with most of my friends agreeing to the experiment. 
I experienced a minor hiccup after realising that in order to make separate tinder accounts for my friends, I would need 7 different phones. So to start off, I just made one. My friend Paul became Pablo. (Picassoh)
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Fake Facebook account was needed in order to create a fake tinder profile.
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Initial tinder profile. Pretty unrealistic as nobody would actually ever put this in their bio. 
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The safe driving account received 20 matches in 24 hours, and even a message of approval from one match...
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I then changed the tinder profile, keeping every aspect the same apart from changing the I don't drink and drive statement to ‘I drive drunk’
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Giving the account another 24 hours drunk driving Pablo came back with 11 matches, nearly half of what he had received the previous night.
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This proved successful as a first experiment on the idea of drink driving as a socially unacceptable thing. The response was good from my friends who wanted to take part, so I think I will further it making a couple more tinder accounts over longer time periods so I have more substantial research at the end of the project.
Along the same theme of social unacceptability, I have ordered some stickers with he statement ‘I DRIVE DRUNK’ printed on them.
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(Like that... but circular)
I plan to hand these out to members of the public next week as a social experiment - to see wether or not they would wear them. Hopefully they won’t, and i can continue a concept along the lines of ‘If you're embarrassed to broadcast it then why do it’.
Strapline idea: Drink drive? Social suicide.
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The sticker idea lead onto a possible advert concept, where upon entry to a club a boy is stamped with an ‘i drive drunk stamp’ the music goes off and all the chatter stops - a clear awkward vibe overcomes the whole scene.
When presenting my ideas to the group it was clear that the concept of being revealed as a drunk driver to be something humiliating or embarrassing worked.   I’m now thinking of taking this concept down a photographic route focusing on one male character. Perhaps named Dave. Dave Drivesdrunk. There will be a serious of portrait shots where dave is put in humiliating settings, however the humiliation is caused by the exposure of his drink driving.
Potential ideas:
Beer bottle with a label and arrow pointing upwards saying ‘drives drunk’ Club entry stamps Simple face on portrait of Dave covered in ‘I drive drunk’ stickers Perhaps an instagram account @davedrivesdrunk clearly friendless with personal style shots and selfieswith 0 likes Standard nightmare of turning up naked to school - but instead of being naked... He is covered with i drive drunk stickers and stamps.
Week 2 
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This week my stickers arrived and I took to the streets of Hull to try and get people to wear (or preferably not wear) them. Overall this experiment turned out to be kind of a waste of time, as I didn’t really know wether or not people had worn the stickers or not. I linked to an instagram account on the back of the sticker - but nobody seemed to respond. 
Despite this I carried on with the sticker idea - testing out what it would look like if one was completely covered in the stickers. An ‘inescapable label’ (lol) 
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I felt the outcome of this experiment looked quite daunting and almost ‘surreal’. So decided to take this route further. Firstly, I redesigned my stickers to make them a bit more impactful.
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I used red to give more connotation of danger, and the british transport font to help the stickers resonate more with driving. 
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I then ordered a load of condoms with my design printed on them. Still to this day unsure why I did this? 
My Actor 
After posting around on some casting websites with no real luck, my friend recommended that I get in contact with one of her actor friends. Luckily he turned out to be perfect for the part, with a sort of ‘mainstream lad’ish look. But also quite a dark look about him.
Lewis Lilley - Showreel 
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The Shoot
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The shoot day was a lot of fun. There were a couple of problems; one being not having an access to a dolly (despite being told there would be one in the studio). Another being how abnormally tall my actor turned out to be - appearing taller than the backdrop in the shot, This meant we had to shoot him whilst kneeling on the floor. This didn’t really turn out to be such a bad thing in the end. It actually helped to make him look more vulnerable. 
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I also did some images featuring the condoms I got printed and a beer bottle marked ‘drives drunk’. However, these turned out a bit rubbish and don't really fit with the rest of my campaign -  so I don’t think I’ll use them. 
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Bad Crit 
After my crit I was told that my video outcome (linked below) worked quite well. However my print campaign did not. I was told that my posters looked like ‘A good album cover’ rather than an anti drink driving campaign (a compliment and an insult). Another comment was that my initial tinder research was strong, however it didn't seem to fit in with my campaign. 
So to fix this i tried to incorporate the idea of social media and rejection into my campaign. The slowed down song ‘Getting to know you’ seemed to work quite well in my initial video to create a dark and eerie feel, so I continued this in the social media side. I made 2 videos using aftereffects picturing Dave Drivesdrunk in situations of rejection on social media - being swiped left on tinder and being a rejected friend request on Facebook. 
Final Outcomes and YCN PDF
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PASSWORD FOR ALL: DAVEDRIVESDRUNK
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