amatopunk:
amatopunk:
also while i’m on the train. hi. if you have a rentry or a carrd or whatever, consider neocities. it’s so awesome. html is hard and time-consuming for you in comparison to the ease of a rentry? no problem + understandable, i know how it can be + i’ve got you covered
check out sadgrls layout builder and all her other resources for the layout of the page [it looks good on mobile too, and everything within the code is labelled, so you know exactly where each element is], and html-online to convert rich text to html text, or alternatively markdowntohtml to convert markdown [what rentry uses] to html. just copy-paste the converted text into the relevant place in the layout code, and boom. you’re pretty much done aside from however much customization you want to do or not do. you can literally just stop there if you so choose
i promise you it doesn’t need to look perfect like all the sites on the homepage. it doesn’t matter, you can edit that shit little by little whenever you want. you can learn html in tiny little pieces so it becomes a little easier to edit your site over time, if you want. but crucially, you own that site. you can freely download and use that site and everything on it however you want. wanna self host it later? go ahead! it’s YOURS. it helps promote a more independent internet AND you get to have fun. make a neocites now
i mean hell you can even make it look just like a rentry. plain colored background + center the text and it looks very similar and simple/clean. also webrings are so fun if you’ve got friends who also have a neocities, you can all basically link your accounts together with arrows and have it loop around to all of your different sites
another tip for people who might have a hard time with making a neocities, or just something that makes things easier in general:
the inspect element tool on firefox [and possibly chrome, but i’m not as familiar with that] is a lifesaver!
you can find it by right clicking on any element on your neocities site.
let’s say i want to change this background to black, instead of the green background. but i don’t know exactly what color hex to use, maybe i want it to be partly transparent, and i also don’t want to do a million previews through dozens of hex codes. you can do that with inspecting!
okay, so i right-clicked on this box and clicked inspect. this big menu pops up, so let me run through what each of these things are, in numbered order.
- when you click on an element and then inspect, it’ll jump you to whatever the element you had selected was. if you hover over the html anywhere, it’ll show you a visual highlight of exactly where on the screen that code affects.
- this is the css of the element, and it’s what i’ll be using to edit the background. it also shows you any parent elements [elements that the existing element is inside]!
- this area will show you the parent elements as well, and you can click on each one to jump to those. useful if your editing doesn’t seem to affect anything- you might be on too specific of an element and need to go back a bit
- the little select icon is a way for you to point and click on any other element for editing
alright, so for changing the color, you need to go to the css [2].
you’ll see “background-color: #hexcodehere”, and there’s a little color there. if you click the color itself, it should pop up as a little color selector screen, and you can easily change the color and preview how it would look if you put it in the actual code editor! there’s even a color picker, if you want it to be the same color as something else on the page!
you can use the inspect element to do so much more than this! you can add html and css, edit any of it, change any aspect. toy around with it; when you reload the page, everything resets. this is not actually editing your site, this is a preview- so make sure if you like what you changed, you copy it and replace the old code with the new code!
It sucks so much that it took years for me to figure my gender out, so many years never feeling fully satisfied calling myself anything, because of joint transphobia from cis people and misogyny + exorsexism from other trans people. Like, on one hand I had cis people try to force me to be feminine, pushed me into being A Woman in a way that made me so uncomfortable and dysphoric that I became extremely avoidant and negatively biased towards it, thought I had to be a man and only a man or otherwise I would have to be that same thing getting forced onto me. Then while I was growing up there were transmeds everywhere, I briefly was one after some adults pulled my 14 year old self into a Discord server from Tumblr because I was openly IDing as a demiboy. And obviously they, all together, were able to dismantle a younger teenagers half-baked arguments and understanding of Big Scary Words and they sounded smart, so I thought they must be right. Then being surrounded by misogyny, the constant discourse about queer women of this or that group, the right-wing and antifeminist memes of my teen years being everywhere, Gamergate, transmeds… it only made me feel both unhappy in my manhood because it was so focused on self-hate, but it also unknowingly made me internalize so much misogyny and basically made the idea of also being a woman sound like a horrible, awful thing. Not great when you’re both
But there’s a silver lining to it, from when I got pulled out of the transmed spiral into hell, that I still remember to this day. There was this trans guy on my bus who was just… the most radiant and incredibly positive person I’d ever met. He was always there for me when I was going through all that depression and moping around, no matter how ridiculous I thought I was being, he showed me happy music and patted my back and was just. Always a friend! And he barely even knew me! One day I find out two things. First of all, he didn’t have gender dysphoria. And it confused the hell out of me, because The Worms had taken over my brain and I thought, wait, what, aren’t those people [insert horrible stereotype here]? That shook me hard enough. But THEN, not long after I found out the guy- this positive, unconditionally kind guy who was seemingly friends with everyone- was getting bullied. By almost all the other trans people in my school, including ones I thought were nice. Purely for not having gender dysphoria. And I realized how fucked up my new “friends” twice my age really were and said fuck that, bye assholes! Shout out to Marco the best trans guy of all time.
About a year later, largely thanks to Marco, I was very open about being trans. I didn’t know I was nonbinary yet, but I was much more comfortable in my manhood and went by just a male name and pronouns despite not “passing” at all. And I met this person who at the time was IDing as a cis pan guy. We became REALLY good friends, I sometimes got asked kinda weird questions but I was open to it, I knew my friend’s parents were conservative and not everybody’s gonna know everything, though I did put my foot down [gently] a couple times when I needed to. I just existed, openly, around people. And just last year, I got an email from her. It turned out, she was a trans woman and she had no idea that was even an option for her. And what helped her figure it out? According to her, it was meeting me. Realizing it was an option, because I didn’t hide who I was in front of a supposedly cis person who was confused, but never mean, always tried. Hearing that was fucking life-changing
I think my point to all of this is like. Actually, being open about who you are is a good thing. I don’t think you should ever feel ashamed for being open about yourself and living confidently with it. You might not realize it, but you literally change people’s lives and make them realize that they don’t have to be miserable purely by existing openly. That being trans can bring you joy and happiness. Marco, purely by being nice to me and being open about his identity, pulled me out of a self-hating spiral that was built on harassing trans kids. I, purely by existing, helped a trans girl who didn’t even know what the hell a transgender person was, who didn’t always use the right language and who I openly talked to about being trans anyways, correcting but never shaming her for it, realize that she could be trans, too. Your open existence literally brightens people’s lives
