getting published is what makes you beautiful

Fanfiction is an underrated form of literature

Okay, so I get that there are problems with fanfiction. Sometimes they are written poorly, or fetishize groups of people, or are just pornographic. But fanfiction is often far more than that. As someone who reads and writes fanfiction and has to constantly legitimize my hobby to others, I’d like to take a moment to highlight the positives. 

Critical Reading: It’s easy to read published works and absorb the material. We get so used to things just being the way they are because the author said so. I’ve noticed that since I started reading fanfiction, I view literature as something that is not perfect, but is content to be considered and critiqued in depth. When you read fanfiction, you not only learn to read as a writer–mentally correcting poor sentence structure and OOC moments–but you take apart the canon material and find the problems. This is especially noticeable since the release of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. There were so many comments about how Harry was out of character, even though this is canon, because this is how we’ve taught ourselves to read. We don’t just cry over how our favorite characters have turned out in new content–we explain why they wouldn’t turn out like that. We make cases and discuss them with others in our fandom because we aren’t just bystanders. The stories are dynamic and pliable and nothing is set in stone.

LGBT+ Representation: In today’s society, it’s hard to find well-developed queer characters; most are two-dimensional or peripheral characters. Fanfiction, however, more often than not follows characters who have been reimagined as LGBT+. It allows us to read about characters who were created as people first, not as stereotypes. I often prefer to read fanfiction because I find characters I can relate to. Reading a fanfiction in which the protagonist Ginny Weasley is dealing with the Death Eaters’ invasion of Hogwarts while also wrestling with her feelings for Luna Lovegood is far more fun than “Classic Heterosexual Heroine Crushing on the Dark and Brooding Guy While Gay 1 and 2 Have A Dull Relationship in the Background Mostly Based Around Them Being Gay”, or “These Two Male Characters Act Very In Love But Are Actually Just Really Really Good Friends And Oh Hey Look It’s An Incompatible Female Character for One to Crush On” (Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child). It’s sometimes hard to find publishers who will publish content that revolves around LGBT+ characters, but the beautiful thing about fanfiction is that it is self-published with the click of a button. We don’t have to write things that will get approved by editors or publishers. We just write what we relate to, and what makes us happy. This is so freeing for authors who are afraid to write what they relate to because they’re told they won’t ever be published. You can write about a lesbian protagonist, or a transgender one, or a pansexual one, or whatever else your heart sings. And the beautiful thing is that there is a community who will read and give feedback.

Looks at Fiction in a New Way: So often, fanfiction writers are criticized for plagiarizing or being unoriginal. But to most of us, the characters we love aren’t just characters. They’re people who have made us feel love and pain. People who have changed the way we think about the world. So yeah, we’re not creating new characters, but to most of us, it’s like writing historical fiction. We take people we care about and write their story, or alter their story. We breathe new life into side characters and redeem the harshly judged characters with gray areas. People have depth and layers and there’s no way canon tells you everything there is to know about a character. We write between the lines and give pasts and futures to characters stuck in time. Yes, they already exist. But they don’t exist the way we write them.

Keeps the Stories Alive: This is a major point. No matter how much you love a story, there is a point when rereading the same books becomes dull. Writing fanfiction allows us to take the characters we love and place them in new situations with new results. It allows us to fix things and reinterpret things and take things apart entirely. It gives us new material to consider, and new perspectives on canon events. It makes us want to reread our favorite books, because it gives us new lenses to read them through. It gives us an unlimited stay in our favorite worlds and brings novelty to old stories. Fanfiction means our favorite books and characters never have to get old. They are constantly changing and growing as we do. If you read Harry Potter as a kid but have trouble relating as an adult, there are multitudes of post-Hogwarts fics to reenter the world of witchcraft and wizardry. We never have to outgrow our favorite stories, or tire of the same plotlines we memorized ages ago. We write new ones, and that is something so magical and amazing that it’s worth every moment spent searching AO3 or ff.net for a well-written fic. It’s worth the wrinkled noses and snorts we get when people hear we read fanfiction. It’s worth the sleep lost staying up reading fluff or smut or whatever else floats your boat. Because fanfiction is so much more than people think it is. It’s imagination, and reimagination, and helping our favorite stories live on for years to come. And there’s nothing more beautiful than that.

Books {PCY}

Description: You’re a librarian and every day the same sweet girl comes in

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,063

Pairing: Park Chaeyoung (Rosé) x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy (Because I am Blackpink/mostly Chaeyoung trash)

Originally posted by prevsugakookie

You’d always adored libraries, along with the books and the paperback covers. Although, you preferred hardcovers because it was very hard to bend the spines of those ones. You heard the door open, and you turned to look and see who it was. You weren’t surprised when you saw the same girl with the light auburn hair.

She always came here when you opened the library. You had no idea who she was but something about her sparked your interest. She not only had a fantastic fashion sense but also an amazing literary preference.

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cloud9cloud9cloud  asked:

PLEASE HELP PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU!! I'm a new (and struggling) writer. I enjoy writing fantasy! So I have a couple questions I really want to create a new creature/race of people. I want to create a world but I'm have trouble getting inspired. How can I get inspired and open my mind to creativity? Also final question: can i write wizarding books too? Or should that be left to JK Rowling? I feel like people will hate me if I create a new wizard world. I know that's dumb but I'm scared THANK YOU

Hello,

The most important is realizing that you are in a constant state of creativity. It may sound strange, but there’s no inside or outside of a box, there’s no muse, or insight that relies on exterior forces. You are a creator. You create. You are creative. You are the most important source of ideas. No one in the world has the same ones as you, and this is creation. 

So, don’t worry about opening your mind or getting inspired. Instead, look for inspiration inside your mind. Here are a few exercises for exploring your mind:

- Rewatch favorite movies from your childhood

- Take a walk on a park, just you and the nature

- Make a list of themes and imagery you enjoy on a story

- As soon as you wake up, write down the dream you just had

- Meditate, imagine yourself exploring fictional places

- Imagine your character helping you as you cook, work, study…

- Play simulation games

- Read a book from another genre

- Watch a movie from another genre

- Make a list of things you find beautiful and things you are scared of

Your fictional creature/race is inside of you, waiting to be written.

Of course you can create a wizard. You can write anything. Many readers out there are expecting new wizards and new wizardry stories to be published. Wizards are not JK Rowling’s property, just like vampires are not Bram Stoker’s property, robots are not Issac Asimov’s property, and starcrossed lovers are not Shakespeare’s property. These are storytelling property, and storytelling belongs to everyone. We are storytellers by nature.

Write what makes you excited. If wizards get you all excited to start, then, go for it.  

An Interview with Anna-Marie McLemore, Author of WILD BEAUTY

Wild Beauty has is almost here! 🎉 To celebrate the release of this stunning and magical novel, we’ve asked author Anna-Marie McLemore some questions about the book.

Team Fierce Reads: What makes Estrella fierce?
Anna-Marie McLemore: Estrella’s fierceness comes from how she’s not afraid to show kindness, but also not afraid to be vicious when it comes to protecting those she loves. In that way she’s a little like the flowers she grows; their blossoms may be soft, but their vines can tear things apart.

TFR: If you could give Estrella one piece of advice, what would it be?
A-MM: Talk to your cousins. They’re the girls you grew up alongside. They know what you’re feeling more than you think, and they have hearts more like yours than you know.

TFR: Describe your book in 3 words:
A-MM: Enchanted, dangerous gardens.

TFR: What’s your favorite part of being an author?
A-MM: All the book lovers I get to work with and meet—publishing professionals, booksellers, librarians, teachers, bloggers, readers, fellow writers. I feel tremendously lucky to be among those who love stories as much as I do.

TFR: What’s the strangest thing you learned while researching Wild Beauty?
A-MM: All about blue mushrooms! I knew about them as something sold in mercados, but it wasn’t until I was researching Wild Beauty that I learned details about harvesting, ways to prepare them, and what makes them change color.

Chapter Seventy-Five

A/N: Hey guys, so I’m back!! I know it’s a bit earlier in the day than expected, but I’m moving into my uni halls today so I wanted to get it published before the stress starts. As I said, I start uni today but I will do my absolute best to post consistently. And so you can expect a chapter every sunday and wednesday, around 7pm GMT 😊 As ever, let me know what you think please, your feedback means the world and helps me make the story better 😚💖

P.S. Read carefully as there is a time jump in this chapter 😊

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Berries & Citrus Fruit

Bucky x reader One Shot

You and Bucky have developed a system that lets either of you understand what the other is feeling during e.g. a nightmare and somehow it contains fruit.

warnings: a teeny tiny bit of language and  f l u f f

A/N: it’s currently 10:14 pm as I’m typing this and I am so tired I can’t even remember writing this fic. which means it probably makes no sense what so ever and should not be published but, things happen that don’t even happen. my exhaustion could also be the reason for this fic being based on fruit

Originally posted by coporolight

You were pulled out of your sleep by a guttural scream, like most nights.

The scream was followed by a few much quieter one’s, before they slowly changed into mumbled words you would never be able to fully understand. As you pushed his long hair aside to get a look at his face to try to see what kind of dream it had been, you found yourself met with the beautiful facial features of your boyfriend scrunched up in pain, and it broke your heart. You had lost count how many nights like that happened and you wished to be able to determine and end to them.

Once again, your hands softly stroked through the thick curls, this time one hand moving under his chin to turn his face upwards in your direction.

Being met with the sight of you, Bucky seemed almost surprised. The first few times his nightmares had shaken the both of you awake, you had felt hurt. You had thought he was surprised that you were still there with him, as if you had an intention to leave. As if seeing him this defenseless could ever make you leave him, reject him.

“Which fruit, darling?”, you asked, carful to form the words slowly, so that he would be able to understand them more easily. Years ago, the morning after a particularly bad nightmare, you had sat down to determine a system for the both of you to understand. The system was supposed to be simple words that either of you would be able to focus on in difficult situations. And because you had sat down at the dining table were a bowl of fruit had been, you decided to use fruit as your so-called code words.

“Can you tell me a fruit?” You willed your voice to sound as soft as possible, and it sounded silly without context, hell, even with sometimes, but it was the only thing that really helped.

Bucky blinked a couple of times to get rid of the tears in his eyes. “Str-“ He tried to swallow away the heavy lump in his throat. “Strawberry.”

You sighed heavily, closing your eyes. Most nights it was ‘Strawberry’. It meant that, in his dream, he had seen you in danger. Most times he was the one to be the reason. Usually, he didn’t really say what he had seen, which is why he liked the fruit-system. This way, he didn’t need to relive the nightmares by talking about them. It gave him the opportunity to push it aside and focus on reality.

And reality in that moment was being in your arms as you slowly rocked him from side to side, slowly lulling him into relaxation.

“Fruit?”, he asked, mumbling the question tiredly.

“Blueberry,” you replied and suddenly felt him slump beneath your fingers. ‘Blueberry’ was good. ‘Blueberry’ meant you were safe and happy. It was all he ever wanted to hear from you. “You?”

“Orange. Bit Lime.” Bucky’s words were becoming more and more sleepy.

“That’s okay.” You knew that it was just a matter of minutes before he would fall asleep again, hopefully for the whole night this time. “We should go back to sleep. Long day tomorrow.”

He nodded against your chest and let you move him into a laying position.


Your phone rang whilst you were in the middle of shuffling the deck of cards in your hand. It was a night out – or rather in, as you were at one of your friend’s apartment – with your friends after having to decline multiple times for the sake of staying with Bucky. It was not like he kept you away from them, but you simply felt more comfortable when you knew that he had someone who would be there for him when he needed it. On this particular night, Bucky had gone on a mission with Steve and Sam, which gave you the opportunity for a girl’s night.

And the knowledge that Bucky was not one hundred percent safe right now made you excuse yourself and quickly grab your phone. Normally, you would just let it ring, but it could be an emergency.

And you knew that it was one the second you moved your finger across the screen to answer. Because even though it was Bucky’s name that indicated him to be on the other end of the line, it wasn’t his voice who spoke.

“Y/N, it’s me,” Sam said, “We’ve got a bit of a situation here.” Although you instantly recognized him, the familiarity did nothing to help you feel less on edge.

“What happened?”, you rushed out, needing to now how bad it was.

“Bucky, he- I think he had a nightmare.”

“Oh god.” You had prayed that this wouldn’t happen, but of course, it did. Not being able to keep still anymore, you stood up and took a deep breath. “Tell me exactly what happened and what he the situation is right now.”

You heard shuffling on the other end and were about to freak out when Sam’s voice sounded through the speaker again. “He woke up screaming. We tried to calm him down by talking to him, but all he said was some nonsense with your name in it. He’s still doing that now and I think he’s crying, too. He won’t listen to either of us, not even Steve.”

You felt your won tears prickling in the corners of your eyes because you felt helpless. One of your friends came closer to ask you what was wrong, but you brushed her off with a half-assed smile.

“Okay, Sam. Give him the phone.”

Once again, you heard rustling, slightly louder this time, before it stopped and turned into heavy breathing.

“Buck?”, you asked cautiously, hoping to snap him out of his current state. He didn’t answer, so you tried again. “Which fruit, love?”

You didn’t notice your friend exchanging glances, and even if you had, you wouldn’t have cared one bit. All your focus was solely on Bucky, who replied, finally.

“Strawberry.” You could hear the cracking in his voice perfectly clear and your system is flooded with and even stronger desire to be there with him right now. “Lime.”

“Blueberry, Bucky,” you promised him and he, in return, took in a sharp breath.

“You sure?” His voice was small, but sounded clearer now, not anymore like he was being strangled.

“Blueberry,” you simple stated again because you knew it would be easier for him to grasp.

You heard him sigh somewhat contentedly, “Blueberry.”

“Do you think you can go back to sleep or do you need me to talk to you some more?”

“More,” was all he said but understood just fine. You softly rambled to him about your day for a few minutes until you could hear steady breathing that indicated that he had fallen asleep and were handed back to Sam.

“What did you say to him? All he did was name berries and he was calm again.” The astonishment was evident in his voice when he spoke to you again.

“We have a fruit system to that we know how the other is feeling. Mine’s are those his are citrus fruit.” A smile found its was onto your lips as you could practically see the look on Sam’s face.

“Why fruit?”

“Dunno, it just happened that way.” You found yourself chuckling, although it could be because of exhaustion and a bit of adrenalin in some extend.

Sam quietly joined in. “Berries and citrus fruits. You two are weird.”

“You know that strawberries are technically nuts, right?”

You are nuts, Y/N.”


The system explained in amazingly well structured full English sentences:

Blueberry = you safe & happy

Cranberry = you scared

Strawberry = you in danger

Orange = Bucky safe & happy

Lime = Bucky scared

Lemon = Bucky in danger


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This month we’re showcasing an author in the fandom who has written popular works such as Fall Without Wings and Celebrity!Magnus AU. Lu is on ao3 as vulturemonem and on tumblr as @notcrypticbutcoy, and we’d like to thank her once again for taking part in the OML author showcase! 

1) When did you start writing fics? Tell us a little of your journey as a fic writer.

WELL. The first fandom I was ever a part of was the HP fandom, a solid 7+ years ago now, and I found my feet in this tiny little niche part of it in the most obscure place. That was where I began, where I learnt about what fanfiction was, and it was honestly a journey from there. I’ve been part of some very questionable fandoms and writing communities (if you want the details you’ll have to hit me up lol). I found the TMI fandom in maybe 2012? It was right before the CoB film came out, and I’d been totally obsessed with the books, because there were actual LGBT+ characters??? Like what?? (Alec and Magnus were the first gay/bi characters I’d ever seen in a YA book. I was enamoured immediately. Forgive me.) And then the show came out, and was everything I’d hoped for and so much more, and the rest is history, as they say! 

2) What fic of yours are you most proud of and why?

The obvious answer here is to say Fall Without Wings, which has been more successful than I could ever have hoped for. I’ve put my heart and soul into that fic, and seeing other people loving it honestly means the world to me. The other fic I’d say I’m really proud of is the fic I wrote for Malec Week 2016, Day 3: AU Settings Day. You know when you sit down and write, and everything just spurts out and you read over it and you’re like, damn, did I actually write this?  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ That fic in a nutshell. I don’t know where it came from.

3) Who is your favorite character to write and why? Which character do you find the most challenging to write? 

Magnus and Alec are definitely my favourite characters to write, but for entirely conflicting reasons. Alec, because I relate to Alec on pretty much every level, and so I find him very easy to write, and it comes naturally, most of the time. And Magnus because he’s also, to answer the second part of the question, such a challenging character to get right. He’s centuries old, there are a million facets to his character, and there are so many things to consider when writing him. He’s experienced more than I could possibly imagine. He’s also in my top 5 favourite characters in anything, ever, so I’m especially driven to do him justice! 

Having said that, though, I think the hardest characters to write are those we’ve got less source material for, because I’m never totally sure whether I’ve got their characterisation right. Also, Clary, because she frequently frustrates me in canon, so I often find myself writing her a little differently in my fics. (Admittedly, she’s annoyed me less as the show has gone on. I have high hopes for season 3!)

4) What is the hardest part about being a fic author? The easiest?

Honestly, I think there are lots of hard things about being a fic author. One of the hardest things imo isn’t unique to fic writing, but is probably true of writing in general. When you put everything into writing something that you care about, it can be really hard to see it get torn down by hate comments - even just a couple. Consciously, you know that people who come into your inbox on anon spouting bullshit are just cowards, and that you shouldn’t take their words to heart, but sometimes people manage to hit you where it hurts. Some hate comments are just plain hilarious, but some of them can run around in your mind for a while.

The other hard thing is staring at your WIP wondering why the hell you can’t just write this damn thing already.

The easiest thing is definitely generating ideas! I get far too many to ever write! It’s hard to finish a fic, and it’s hard to stick to an update schedule, but it’s much too easy to come up with the ideas! 

5) What inspires you? Where do you find your muse?

Literally everything and anything. Songs are often a big inspiration to me, or random little things I see on TV, or chatting to other people in fandoms about headcanons or such. And even just life anecdotes. 

I’m a bit of a biology nerd, so I always think it’s really interesting to read about where creativity actually comes from. There’s science behind why I always get my best ideas in the shower or walking to the tube station on my morning commute – Google “brain idling” and have a read, if you’re interested! 

6) Do you write original content as well as fic? 

Absolutely! I haven’t shared any of it online, but I do, yes. Recently, I’ve had my free time slashed in half, so I’ve had to prioritise a little, but I do still write original things when I get the opportunity. At some point, when the time feels right and I’m satisfied with what I’ve written, I’d love to get something published, but I’m not in a hurry at the moment. My life needs to settle down a little bit first, but watch this space ;)

7) Do you have a favorite fic from another author?

Several!

and my heart is set on you by ohprongs is definitely a tick-all-the-boxes fic for me, and is impossibly sweet with just the right amount of light angst dotted in
Traveler by bumblebeeskness is absolutely heartbreaking and hilarious in places and overall so beautiful it’ll make you cry
Set Me In Motion by lemonoclefox is another great one, with a perfect mix of angst and fluff, as well as some great tension, pining, and some brilliant cooking anecdotes
- Also anything by Lecrit – yes please!!

8) What’s something you’re looking forward to in the upcoming season of Shadowhunters?

We’ve had hints that we might get to see some domestic malec, so that, of course! I’m also totally here for the Garrobane development we got last season, so more of that would be wonderful. And Sizzy?? If this Simon/Izzy slow burn is going to continue, sign me up. I think Em and Alberto are doing a great job with their relationship! (Although I am surprisingly conflicted, because I’ve enjoyed Simon/Maia more than I expected to, considering I was fairly apathetic to their relationship pre-show…)

9) Can you give us a sneak peek to what you’re writing next? Or at least any hints to what’s to come?

I’m currently continuing Fall Without Wings as my main project, and I go back to dabble in my celeb!Magnus&cop!Alec AU now and then. Once I’ve finished FWW, I’ve got a super-secret (I’m kidding) multi-chap WIP that I started and have abandoned, so I’m hoping to finish that. I’ve also got two multi-chap AUs planned as full-time projects to start after FWW is done. (See, ideas?? Too many!!)

10) Do you have advice for anyone who might be interested in writing fan fiction?

Honestly, just go for it. If you want to start writing in the hope of someday getting published, fanfic is a great place to start. If you want to write fanfic just because, then there’s nothing stopping you! There are two things I always recommend to people who want to write, in any way, and that’s 1) read as much and as widely as you possibly can, and 2) practise until your fingers fall off! (Not literally, but you know what I mean!)

11) Do you prefer to write in AU verse or canon verse? Why?

I’ve got to be honest, I prefer AU verses, both writing and reading. There’s much more freedom in an AU. You don’t get people in the comments picking apart little details you’ve changed, and you don’t have stupid plot lines/silly world rules you didn’t like in canon that you’re supposed to take note of. I find there’s more fun to be had in a good AU. Even if you’re just tweaking things a little bit here and there to change the backstory, I prefer it to writing in strict canon.

anonymous asked:

WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR WRITING ISN'T UP TO BOOK STANDARDS! (Sorry for the all caps) apologies to your beautiful works of art ;-; how could you say such a thing. I would read that book you wrote so many times and buy a copy. Become opera "you get a book! You get a book! Everyone gets a book!" By our beautiful writer over here. Like I don't already re-read most of what you've written make that all ;^; what I'm trying to say is please don't downgrade yourself cause your amazing at what you do!

HAHAHA omg anon!!! Aww but well tbh I’m a pretty average writer and I’m not being humble by saying this; I am nowhere close to the standards required of an author who can publish a legit book, given all the flaws that I continue to pick on in my writing. Still got a long way to go if I ever want to get up there, and not to mention, 1) it’s hard to come up with a story with a premise/plot original/interesting enough to get people to buy and read it, and 2) completing a book and maintaining a high standard throughout is tough work that requires years and years of editing and yeah. It’s a difficult process so yeah I have to say that writing a book isn’t easy and I don’t consider myself someone who can live up to such standards the way I am now. :) But thanks for the kind words anon haha. You’re so kind 😊😊😊😊

Meeting Akiko Higashimura

I had the pleasure of meeting Higashimura-san, the creator of Princess Jellyfish / Kuragehime, during a visit to Kyoto Seika University this past month. She was teaching a class on manga storyboarding and at the time the students were finishing up a 10-12 page assignment. We had a bit of time to ask her some questions as they worked.

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alpinistoamericano  asked:

You said overindulgent design "brings undeserved attention". Do you think the best design is the one that goes unnoticed? Should something operate seamlessly or is there room to make something less efficient in order to force people to notice/interact with it?

Nope.

Good design is one that improves our world in some way, that accomplishes or exceeds the goals of the client and users, that is completed in time and on schedule, that enriches or serves as catalyst for improvement of our built environment.

We experience most of architecture by photographs and I am keenly aware of its limitations. You cannot see the blood, sweat and tears of the team that made it happen with all the challenges inherent to the process, you cannot see what facilities or users had previously and how a building improved their lives, you cannot see how a project changed an area.

A beautiful rendering its just that like a dream or a vision, making it real its the real challenge. A project like Aravena’s social housing might not be seen by some as groundbreaking or even aesthetically pleasing but its success and impact is undeniable but when I publish it I am sure it will get a tenth of the notes as a rendering that will never be built of a hovering skyscraper. You can see it everywhere from media coverage including politics, to tumblr. Flash trounces substance.

A Month Of Sundays

Elsanna Week Day 2: Coffee Shop AU

(I was writing this yesterday but was called to work. Don’t worry, it’s still just as rushed as it would’ve been.)



Sunday, 3/1/15: 

Anna was a popular enough barista to get shifts throughout the week, but her favourite days were Sundays. She liked having the time to connect with people or do a little something special for them. For instance, she had written the customer’s name on the cup with a little flourish instead of the usual Monday-to-Saturday scrawl.

“Elsa. That’s a pretty name.”

“Thank you…” She read the name on the barista’s tag. “…Anna.”

“It’s ah-na,” she said, half under her breath, looking at the change on the counter.

“Sorry?”

“Nothing. It’s ah-na. Not ann-na.” She smiled sheepishly, shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter, Anna. It sounds…it’s a pretty name, too.” Her blue eyes connected with Anna’s blue-green ones. There was an intimate, awkward pause, then Elsa turned and left, her change still on the counter. Anna scooped it up and was about to dump it in the tip jar, then set it aside, under the counter. In case Elsa came back. For her change.

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Calum Hood One Shot - Jealousy Can Be Satisfying

(photo not mine)

Category - One Shot

Smut or Fluff? - Smut

Requested? - Yes! :D Hey love, so if its not too much to ask, could you make one where Calum gets REALLY jealous that you are hanging out and having fun with Mikey and he publishes you (if you know what i mean 😉😉 lol)? Thanks Beautiful!

Pairing(s) - Calum Hood/Reader

Word Count - 2,108

Summary - You and Michael have been spending so much time together over the past couple weeks that Calum begins to get jealous. At the carnival, he makes you two leave early and makes you pay for it at home.

Author’s Additional Comments - This. Is. So. Long. I’m sorry guys lol. Oh! And btw, when you send me requests, please know that I do try to get to them as soon as I can. I wasn’t expecting to take this long to make this request, but so many things are happening in rl right now so I’m sorry.

You were out with the boys at a carnival, having a great night out. Well, most of you were. It just so happens that your boyfriend, Calum, is the only moody one. He’s been like this ever since you two got picked up from Ashton and you and Michael were talking in the car. Sure, you were laughing loudly at his jokes, but Michael’s a funny guy. You couldn’t help it. You tried talking to Calum, but all you got out of him were one word answers or a head nod, so you just continued talk to Michael.

Maybe that’s why he was so moody.

“Y/N, you wanna go on that spinny-thingy?” Michael asked you.

“Sure!” You accepted. “Anyone else wanna come?” You asked and Luke and Ashton both declined. “Calum?”

He only shook his head and headed off to a game where you have to knock down all the cans for a prize. Probably to let some anger out. You shrugged and you and Michael started walking to the ride, then you heard a loud clash of cans fall everywhere and you two quickly whipped your heads around. It was the game Calum was at. He definitely went to it to let anger out because he threw the ball at the cans so hard, some of them flew out of the booth. Instead of getting a prize, he simply walked away to catch up with Luke and Ashton.

“What’s up with him?” Michael asked as you two started walking again.

“I don’t even know.” You half-lied. You had a good idea what was wrong, you just weren’t sure if you were right. Plus, you didn’t wanna hurt Michael’s feelings by telling him that he’s unknowingly pissing Calum off. Well, its not all him. Partly you too.

The line for the ride was long, but with Michael, it went by really quick. One of the things you loved about Michael was that he almost never stopped talking and he’s super funny. Out of Michael, Luke, and Ashton, you were closest with Michael. When Calum introduced you to his friends, you and Michael hit it off pretty good. He knew that and he had no problem with it, mostly because Michael had a girlfriend of his own at the time. They broke up two weeks ago because he caught her cheating.

And that’s when you realized, Calum’s only pissed because since Michael and his ex broke up, he’s been spending more time with you to get over her. You spent every day for the past 12 days with Michael, getting him to feel better since the other boys couldn’t. You could’ve sworn Calum had no problem with it though. ‘Shit…’ You thought, suddenly feeling guilty that you’ve been spending more time with your boyfriend’s best friend than you have been with your boyfriend.

“Michael, I gotta go talk to Calum. I just remembered something.” You spoke up.

“Oh…” He said, his facial expression slowly dropping, which made you feel so bad. “Okay. Will you be back in time for the ride?”

“I don’t know. Probably not.” You admitted.

He only nodded. You stood on your tippy toes and gave him a tight hug, before making your way back down the line. You made your way around the carnival walking at a fast pace, looking around frantically for your tall Kiwi boyfriend. You didn’t exactly spot him, but you let out a sigh of relief when you spotted dirty-blonde hair that belonged to the 7’’ man that is Luke Hemmings. You jogged over to him and soon spotted Calum. Without a word, you grabbed Calum by the wrist and dragged him to a spot that gave you two a little privacy.

“Oh, now you wanna talk to me? What, is Michael taking too long in the bathroom?” He spat angrily.

You felt more bad at his words. “Okay…I guess I deserved that. But, Calum, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that I was basically ignoring you, I was only trying to help Michael feel better about his shitty break up. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You apologized sincerely.

“Yeah, well you did! I’m so fucking pissed that I can’t even think straight! I almost punched Ashton in the nose just for saying he had to go to the bathroom!” He exclaimed. “You know what? We’re leaving. C'mon, let’s round up everyone.” He decided and grasped your wrist, pulling you back to where Luke and Ashton were.

“No, Calum! We can’t ruin everybody else’s time just because you’re mad!” You protested.

“Yeah? Watch me.” He simply said and went to them. “Hey guys, Y/N’s not feeling well. Sorry to cut this short but can we go?” He asked in a totally different tone of voice than the one he had earlier.

“Well, I can just leave, drop you two off, then come right back.” Ashton suggested.

Calum nodded and Ashton told Luke to go find Michael and stay with him while he was gone. Being the baby of the group, Luke complied and did as he was told. We all walked to the car.

(*)

The car ride home was silent. Very silent. Ashton dropped you two off at your house and you thanked him before getting out. You walked to the front door and waited for Calum to come and unlock it. He did and he slightly pushed you in, slamming the door behind him. You sighed.

“Calum please ta–” You started, but he cut you off.

“Shut up.” He said in a low, deep voice.

You were taken aback. Did he just tell you to shut up? What the hell?

“What did you just say to me?” You asked, slightly offended.

“I said, shut up.” He repeated, clenching his jaw. You knew that when he does that, he’s really mad. You decided not to push it further. “Get your ass upstairs and you better be naked and laying in the bed by the time I come up. I’m giving you a minute.” He ordered.

You quickly followed suit, running up the stairs and stripping as you go. As soon as you jumped in the bed and got comfortable, Calum busted into the room in only his boxers. In his hands, he held a tie, handcuffs, a vibrator, and a thin whip. You felt yourself get excited at the thought of all the things he could do to you with just those four items.

“Now, I don’t think you’ve been very nice to me these past couple weeks, do you?” He asked in a fake calming voice, sauntering toward you. You shook your head no and he smirked, satisfied. “Put your wrists together and put them against the headboard bars.” He demanded and without question, you did as you were told.

He cuffed the furry black handcuffs around your wrists, making sure not to do them too tight. Next, he blindfolded you with the tie. With that sense gone, your other senses were automatically highered and you shivered just when he ran two fingers down your torso. He ran them back up and used only his index finger to rub around your nipple, then taking the nub in between his index and thumb, pinching it. You let out a soft whimper and bit your lip, loving how this was going.

“Now, tell me. Have you and Michael ever done anything…” He paused, trying to find a correct word. “Unfaithful, behind my back?” He asked.

You wrinkled you eyebrows at that question. You and Michael? What? Well, you weren’t gonna lie, Michael is pretty damn hot, but no. You would never betray Calum like that.

“No, never.” You answered.

“That’s a good girl.” You heard the smirk in his voice and you felt his cold thumb begin to rub circles onto your clit, causing you to let out a moan at the feeling. “Have you ever thought about fucking Michael?” He asked.

“No.”

He hummed in satisfaction and slipped his index finger into your wet heat, rubbing it against your walls while still rubbing your clit. You arched your back slightly and moaned in pleasure, loving the feeling of Calum’s fingers work you.

“Did you enjoy spending all that time with Michael?” He asked.

“Yes.” You muttered without thinking.

Suddenly, you felt him hit your clit and your thighs clenched together as you let out a holler in pain and pleasure. He slapped your inner thighs before making a 'tsk tsk tsk’ sound.

“I knew I was gonna have to punish you.” He sighed, pretending to be disappointed. “Open your legs wide, baby. Keep them open, no matter what the fuck happens, alright? And. Keep. Still.” He ordered.

You gulped and nodded, scared but excited for whatever was gonna happen next. You heard the vibrator turn on and it was on the lowest setting, then you felt him gently press it on your clit. You bit your lip to try to keep still, considering you were already majorly turned on by how hot Calum was being right now.

“Hm.” He said as if he was impressed and he turned it up higher, pressing down harder.

“Calum…oh my God Calum.” You muttered, trying hard to keep your hips still now. It took so much willpower. You grasped the headboard bars and squeezed as hard as you could, trying your absolute best to keep your hips still.

He chuckled darkly and turned it to its highest setting, pressing it down harder. You felt yourself already reaching your first orgasm and began to mindlessly buck your hips. Suddenly the vibrator turned off and it went away, but what came back was a sharp sting to your heat, which caused you to gasp in surprise, pain, and pleasure all at once. That must’ve been the whip.

“You just don’t like to listen, do you?” He said in mock disappointment, whipping your heat again, causing you to let out a loud moan. He whipped you once more before tossing the whip aside. “I’ve got something else up my sleeve.” He said and you could literally hear the mischievous tone in his voice.

You felt the pillows dip at both sides of your head, which could only mean one thing. Right when you mentally guessed what it was, you felt his cock on your chin.

“Open up.” He demanded.

You did as you were told and he slid himself in, not going down your throat just yet. He pushed himself back and forth like that for a while, letting out little moans and whimpers before he went deeper, pushing all of him down your throat.

“Fuck…your throat’s so tight.” He moaned loudly, taking a handful of your hair and gripping it harshly.

He began to fuck your throat, occasionally keeping his hips pinned to your mouth as he throws his head back in unbelievable pleasure. His breaths got heavier and his moans got louder, then he reached behind himself and started rubbing your clit at a fast pace, causing you to buck your hips up in pleasure. When he felt himself about to cum, he pulled out of your mouth and took his hand off of your clit, licking your juices off of his fingers. He untied the blindfold from around your eyes and you blinked a few times to get used to the dim lighting of the room.

“I wanna see your face when I fuck you.” He sharply whispered. He lined himself up with your entrance and slid in with ease, considering how wet you were for him. “Mmm, is all this wetness for me?” He smirked.

“Yes.” You breathed out, your eyes rolling back at the feeling of Calum filling you up.

Calum groaned and slowly began moving back and forth to let you get used to his size, then eventually picked up his pace. He sat up and wrapped your legs around his waist, gripping your hips harshly. You were, no doubt, gonna have thumb-shaped bruises on your hips by the morning. All of a sudden, his thrusts became angry. Desperate. Controlling.

“You’re only fucking me.” He growled.

“Yes, Cal. Only you.” You moaned, arching your back as you felt your orgasm approaching.

He noticed your pussy clenching and unclenching around him and he propped one of your legs up on his shoulder and at the new, deeper angle, you hit your climax in no time. You shouted his name as you came, him filling you up with his cum shortly after. After that, he collapsed beside you onto the bed. He reached up and unlocked the handcuffs, taking them and tossing them somewhere in the room. He pulled you into his chest and started softly stroking your hair.

“You do love me right?” He asked, almost as if he was afraid of the answer.

“Of course.” You nodded. “I promise you, Michael’s just a friend. I would never do that to you.”

“Okay.” He said and kissed the top of your head. “I love you too.”

Haikyuu!! boys - Writers!AU

Kageyama: Is that genius plotter who has all his novels outlined down to the nail tacks before hand and crafts the tightest, most fascinating plots that you can’t NOT read even if all his characters sound like robots and his words are spartan and he can’t write an emotive, human character to save his life.

Hinata: Is that pantser writer that makes you laugh/cry on every page because every word feels too deep and makes you entirely forget the plot. Plot? What plot? Who needs a plot when you can read about characters weaving flower crowns you will god damn love it. It shouldn’t work but it DOES. He never gets published but FUCK publishing because his stories are pure fun and insanity. Big self publishing success and he LOVES co-writing with his friends. Do you want to write a story with him? Do you?!! Probably volunteers for 30 new projects before the end of the first workshop.

Asahi: Is the one who writes such beautiful, powerful work that he’s happy sharing with his friends but never, ever submits to publishers because rejection leaves him desolate for a week. But what everyone doesn’t know is that he is secretly stronger than his friends think he is and writes super popular fanfic because he feels so much for everything and everyone.

Nishinoya: No story dies on Nishinoya’s watch. Everyone knows not to bring a draft to workshop unless you want to finish it because once Noya knows you’re writing something he will not let you give up on it. He will love it and inquire on it and comment on it and fan over it until it’s done. His own writing is mostly actiony flashfic on his blog. Secret: he totally knows about Asahi’s fanfic and is the anonymous commenter that comments on EVERY CHAPTER ALWAYS.

Tanaka: everything he writes is scathing, scathing satire. Like, what’s the point of writing something if you can’t tear up a fucking problem? And it’s never dumb satire either. Tanaka does not just write his enemies into his stories. He writes them in, exposes their deep insecurities and radical flaws, then breaks them in perfect thematic ways. Also runs one of the most scathing writing blogs on the web calling bullshit on evvvvverything. Do not mess with his friends because he may look like a dumb pulpy writer but if you hurt his group he will burn you. (Unless Daichi stops him.)

Daichi: is a talented, solid literary fiction writer but where he really shines is the Business of Being a Writer™. He’s the one in the workshop that has actually sold a number of short stories and is slowly and quietly fighting his way into industry. Daichi may not be the flashiest talent of the group, but he’s probably the one most likely to make an actual living at it. 

Suga: writes cozy mysteries. Contrary to expectations, Suga is not the mother of the workshop. Sure, he’s supportive, but he really shines not when it comes to feedback, but when it comes to editing. Especially that deep, developmental editing. Suga’s intuitive enough to pick up immediately on what the writer was trying to do and immediately point out the problems and solutions to get there. Mr. Refreshing is going to destroy your draft, but you’re going to feel damn good about it.

Tsukishima: writes snarky and clever science fiction and if you don’t get it, it’s probably your fault. He’s the writer in the workshop that has to be dragged, kicking and screaming, to share something–and, of course, will spend the whole session pretending he doesn’t care about your feedback–but everyone can clearly see him furiously scribbling notes and ideas afterwards. He only really submits work when Yamaguchi or one of the others drags him into submitting as a group.

Yamaguchi: writes carefully shares fantasy stories–and slowly. So slowly that it’s forgiven that some of the workshop even forgets he’s there sometimes. And he will be the first to admit mostly don’t sell, but once in a while he brings a story to workshop that just leaves everyone fucking speechless. A story that, inevitably, inspires new stories and projects for the more prolific writers in the group. Yamaguchi doesn’t mind, and as a result, he’s probably the writer friend that gets the most mentions in everyone else’s acknowledgements.

BONUS:

Ushijima : is the annoying, rising star writer who went to THAT ONE FAMOUS WORKSHOP and judges all of you for not going because obviously you weren’t trying hard enough. “YOU SHOULD HAVE GONE TO CLARION.”

A stray thought for those pagans who feel that their religion just isn’t the same without animal sacrifice, but who don’t actually want to go out and kill a horse or something:

The whole idea behind sacrifice is that it was you willingly giving away a representation of something of great meaning and importance to you. 

If a sacrificial animal came from your own stock, you had to spend the money to maintain the herd, and keep all its members safe, healthy, and well-fed. You had to buy the feed, invest in a guardian dog or two (train said guardian dog(s)), build the sheds, find the pastures, tend the wounded, treat the ill… And in exchange, these animals would feed and clothe you–either by directly providing you with meat, milk, and fibers, or giving you those things to sell so you could obtain your needed supplies. In a lot of the cultures animal sacrifice was prevalent in, people’s stock animals were their life

Even if the sacrificial animal was one bought from a herdsman, it was still a representation of your hard work. Whatever trade you had, you had to do it well enough and long enough to have the money to purchase an animal to sacrifice. The coins you hand over to the shepherd represent your bloody knuckles and bruised knees, pricked fingertips, long days and sleepless nights. 

So how does this translate to the modern age?

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bahmut  asked:

ss for 12!

prompt: writer/editor au

“How long have you been writing romances?”

Sakura looked up from her phone, paused in the act of entering their next appointmentinto her calendar. Behind his desk, Sasuke didn’t seem to be watching her withany greater intensity than usual, but there was definitely something…anticipatory in the way he was very much not looking at her.

Ah.

So he had found them.

“Since I was fourteen,” she said lightly. She finished typing and slipped the phone back into her pocket. “Started with fan fiction and a couple really terrible original stories. Want to read them?”

Sasuke just gave her a Look, the one usually reserved for when he came across two am plot twists or the inadvertent innuendoes. Three years of working together had left Sakura with a very thorough understanding (and, if she was being honest, appreciation) of his body language.

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Video Masterlist for Rogers Centre 1.8.14

  • little things x/x/x/x
  • rock me x/x
  • c'mon c'mon x
  • why don’t we go there x
  • better than words x/x/x/x
  • don’t forget where you belong x
  • intro/midnight memories x
  • moments x
  • best song ever x
  • kiss you x
  • happy birthday x
  • story of my life x
  • what makes you beautiful x
  • live while we’re young x/x
  • right now x
  • get lucky x
  • happily x
  • you and I x
  • little black dress x
  • getting hot in here x
  • zayn x
  • liam and louis talking x
  • harry taping his shoes x
  • zayn’s solo in moments x
  • harry interacting with a fan during moments x
  • talking x/x
  • harry talking x

will add more as they get published

i was tagged by cezrny

time and date: june 16th, 1:21 pm
nicknames: renny 
birthday: june 8th 
gender: female 
sexual orientation: ????????? 
height: 5′4″  
favourite colour: blue or purple 
one place that makes me happy: my living room 
how many blankets do i sleep under: one in the summer two in the winter 
what am i wearing right now: jean shorts and a striped t-shirt and my glasses v cute 
last book i read: the steady running of the hour 
favourite food: sushi and cup cakes 
last movie i watched in the theatre: spy 
dream vacation: going back to poland 
dream wedding:  something chill and beautiful and happy 
dream pet: every type of pet 
dream job: publisher 

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Write for Yourself, Then Edit for Your Readers

Many writers, particularly new ones, often write for themselves, especially because some aren’t certain if they’ll ever finish the first draft. We as writers want to get the story down on paper, to finish it, to get out every thought we’ve had trapped in our minds.

During the drafting phase, it’s absolutely fine to write for yourself. After all, if you go into a draft thinking about what your audience wants, you’re likely to never finish that story; you’ll spend so much time editing that you won’t have time to enjoy the process of writing, so then you might come to hate what you’ve written.

But there comes a point where you’re going to have to stop writing for yourself and then start editing for your audience. This occurs after the first draft, during the revision process.

So why must you do this? Your audience is going to consist of potential fans. People don’t want to read a book filled with every idea that you’ve ever written down in your first draft. They want to read a book that is concise. Also, your literary agent or editor is going to demand that you get rid of certain things, so you need to get used to the idea that you’re going to have to get rid of things you might be in love with.

I can’t speak too much for When Stars Die. It was mostly a lot of copy editing to cut out things readers would probably find annoying. However, with the second book, I did take feedback from some readers of my first book and incorporated them into the second book: criticism about characters, criticism about things that needed to be expanded upon in the second book, and so on and so forth. I also had a lot of copy editing to do for its sequel, and I’ll still have edits to do once AEC sends the book back.

So how do you edit for your audience?

  • Editing. There is content editing, which is tearing apart your novel and rebuilding it into something that makes sense for your readers. This also consists of clarifying some things you think your readers won’t get or fixing plot holes your readers could spot. This also includes copy editing, which is re-writing whole sentences to make them appealing to your readers. Word choice is a part of this, too. Will your readers interpret the words the way you want them to? Then is there enough tension to keep the readers’ interest? Is the pacing just right? Are the characters believable? There are a myriad of factors you must consider when you’re editing for your readers throughout the various stages of editing.
  • Intentions. Is the reader going to get what you want them to get out of the story? All interpretations are different, of course. You want varied interpretations. However, what you don’t want is readers trying to figure out what the point of your story was. You’re in deep trouble then.
  • Beta readers. Choose ones that are part of your audience and who read the genre that you’ve written. They’ll tell you what’s working and what’s not working. And you need to take their feedback into consideration. For some writers, it’s difficult not to see their stories as potential children. However, you need to banish that thought. Send it off to a few beta readers, distance yourself from the book, and work on something else. If you want to be professionally published and want to make money off your books, you cannot get so attached to that book that you think you know what’s best for it, when, in reality, you don’t.
  • Publication. This is ultimately why you should edit for your readers. If you submit a book you only edited for yourself, agents and editors are going to notice this. They’ll spot things you should have cut out, things you probably loved a little too much. They’ll spot areas where a good copy editing could have fixed what you probably thought was beautiful prose–but they thought was unnecessary prose that worsened your story. They may spot characters you should have gotten rid of. They’ll find a messy plot, plot holes, unnecessary story arcs. All this and more. Not editing for your readers guarantees a rejection. If you have managed to edit for your readers, great! Now get used to the idea that agents and editors are probably going to require more editing from you.

Any questions, message me! The next article will be about some huge mistakes in writing and how you should fix them.

Maybe it was less creepy when Paul was this age?

5 Insane First Drafts of Famous Song Lyrics

#4. Paul McCartney Gets Dirty With a Little Help From His Friends

Even though John Lennon and Paul McCartney are one of the most successful songwriting teams in the history of music, they actually didn’t collaborate that much. … But although “I Saw Her Standing There” was mostly a McCartney song, Lennon did make one significant contribution.

Published lyric: “She was just 17. You know what I mean.”

Original lyric: “She was just 17. Never been a beauty queen.”

Apparently, when Lennon heard the original lyrics, he laughed and told McCartney they were awful, leading to the much more pedo-y rewrite you know today!

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Hi beautiful people!

I have reached a very important milestone for me, 5,000 followers. And since it’s kind of a big one for me, I decided to do something in edition to my follow forever

So what I want to do is to celebrate the incredible friendships I formed here, but also the CS friendship atmosphere in general.  For those who wish to skip my emotional intro just go to the bold part and read all about it.

Ever since I opened my tumblr account I came to realize more and more each day that what we have together is very unique. I feel a part of a large family, the CS family.

I love how we fangirl together, get excited about every little piece of information, and support each other in the difficult times (like this very long hiatus for example). God knows we have ships battles and that it sometimes seems like our favorite (or one of our two favorites) character is the most hated character on the show (I’ll never understand why). But through all of the hard times we have been there for one another.

But I think what I love most about this ship is the good vibe that there’s here. 99% of the people I have come to meet here have been nothing but kind, complimentary, helpful, supportive. I have never met so many wonderful people in one place in my life.

So this is what I want to do to celebrate it. I hope you will love the idea and want to participate. 

I was thinking about doing a different kind of rewards than what people usually do in the fandom. Instead of complimenting people for their CS activity (best blogs, gifs, metas and so on), I would like to compliment people for their CS friendship. And for that I need all of you wonderful CS shippers.

So this is the activity for those who wish to participate:

First thing, like and hopefully reblog this post to get more and more people on board. 

Then, Send me in a message a name (with url or just url) of a person who has become your friend here. Tell me what he means to you, how did he reached out for you (if it’s just by listening to you and sharing with you, fangirling with you, or giving you technical help with your blog or posts, and so on). Tell me what makes this person special to you.

I will then publish your story and it will be a beautiful surprise for your friend. 

Follow the publication, I will send you a message asking you to send me your top 5 CS moments of all times (if someone can’t receive messages I will ask them when I answer the ask). I will then send the same request to the friend you mentioned and I’ll dedicate a gifset of all 10 CS moments of you both choice to celebrate your CS friendship (this part may have some delay since in two days I’m traveling to Italy, but it will be done once I’m back!).

I also decided that 2 friendships (4 people in general) will get a small reward, a CS bookmarker of their choice made by one of her finest artists on the ship and my personal friend Svenja winter-by-the-sea

The bookmarkers will be given among my followers (old and new) as my own appreciation to them, but all CS shippers are welcome to participate in the activity.

I hope you are all excited as I am about it!!! 

Let’s honor the CS friendships together

*Editing here, I will announce the winners of the bookmarks for the season premiere, so you all have time by then to send me your messages and participate :)