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Carry On: The Musical
A fan musical of the book Carry On by Rainbow Rowell using songs from many musicals (and a few non-musical songs). Each song is annotated with a quote or reference to the book to demonstrate where in the book the song is taking place. Sadly, the annotations are not available on mobile. :( (Please suggest any songs and/or quotes you feel need to be added!) Incredible cover art by ddoale.tumblr.com ! Go check out their blog; their art is fantastic and they are a really cool person!! (And so talented!!! Like holy s m o k e s)

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A fan musical of the book Carry On by Rainbow Rowell using songs from many musicals (and a few non-musical songs). Each song is annotated with a quote or reference to the book to demonstrate where in the book the song is taking place. Sadly, the annotations are not available on mobile. :( (Please suggest any songs and/or quotes you feel need to be added!) Incredible cover art by @ddoale ! Go check out their blog; their art is fantastic and they are a really cool person!! (And so talented!!! Like holy s m o k e s)

Since the songs have annotations that don’t show up on mobile, I’ll put them under the cut! Hope you enjoy!!

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anonymous asked:

Assalamu alaikum! I've been thinking about converting, but the problem is I'm in high school and still live with my parents. I'm not sure of their views on Islam. My mother seemed happy when I got a book on learning the Arabic language a few days ago. However, I do want to stay safe just in case. I've been reading the Quran online, but I can't wear hijab, so I can't do the five prayers, nor fast. What can I do, other than read the quran? Thank you!

Walaikom Assalam friend!

I completely understand not wanting to let your family know your interest in Islam, at least not until you know how they will react or how it will impact your relationship with them.

Reading the Quran online is a great first step, you can also begin to memorize the Quran starting with short chapters such as An-Nas & Al-Falaq. This will benefit you when you can start praying. You can listen to the pronunciation of these surahs in Arabic on YouTube.

If you have a lock on your door you could sneak in a few prayers but I understand the fear of your family catching you. You can pray when you’re outside of the home (at the library, mall dressing rooms, etc). There are still other things you can do!

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1. Make dua (asking Allah ﷻ for anything you want; guidance, ease with your family, knowledge, safety, good health). This is making supplication and can be done in any language, any time, for anything and for anyone

2. Make dhikr. Dhikr is remembrance of Allah ﷻ and it is short phrases that remind you of Allah ﷻ and His amazing qualities. Reading the Quran is dhikr. It can be done silently. For example saying “God is great” is dhikr. Here are some common dhikr phrases in Arabic:

Allahu Akbar: God is great
SubhanAllah: Glory be to God
Alhumdulillah: Praise be to God
La hawla wa la quwwata illa billah: There is no power except with Allah

These are just a few examples you can say silently to yourself and reflect on the meaning. It is a form of worship and brings you good deeds.

3. Read hadiths. These are narrations of the Prophet (peace be upon him) . The authentic ones are the ones we use to construct our beliefs and make up the sunnah, traditions of the Prophet (peace be upon him). You can learn so much about Islam through reading Hadith and understanding what they mean and why they were inspired by God to the Prophet (peace be upon him). The best resource for reading hadiths is: sunnah.com

4. Read about the life of all the prophets. You can read some of their stories in the Quran, but learn more and more from their full stories from Ibn Kathir. Check out this website: http://www.islamawareness.net/Prophets/

5. Watch YouTube lectures on Islam. Omar Suleiman and Nouman Ali Khan and popular ones in English

6. Read books about Islam online! There are many you can find in PDF version.

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These are just some ideas and I hope they help. Please feel free to ask questions and I will help if I can! I ask Allah ﷻ to make this easy on you! Let me know how everything goes ♥️♥️♥️

Hopeless Pt 1

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2, 838

Warnings: Blood, Language, (I think that’s it?)

Bolded= Flashbacks, Italics= Thoughts

A/N: I couldn’t get this out of my head, so this is probably going to be another mini series. Also, I could really use some feedback on this, thanks guys!

Everything was going great. In fact, it was amazing. The heads of the vamps you’d chucked off already left you outnumber only by 13 vamps. Out of the original 20, this was a step up. You left the heads next to their bodies, and you went to go to the next sleeping vamp when you accidentally kicked a head. You stilled and listened with a wince as the head rolled. It sounded like an elephant stomping ground compared to the stealth with which you had just been executing.

The head began to slow, then it came to a stop right after thudding into a wall. Which, now that you were looking at it, wasn’t a wall at all. It was jail bars forming a cage. Before you could look inside for possible hostages, a girl inside wrapped her fingers around the bars, stared down at the decapitated head that was staring up at her and suddenly, she let out a blood curdling scream. It was like a fucking siren just wailing.

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Part four of my Internet Friends Pliroy AU!  (This really needs a proper title…  Oh well, something will come to me eventually.)  Hope you guys like it!  As always, comments are welcomed and encouraged!!  <3

Part One, Part Two, Part Three


He woke up to a text at 9:04 a.m.

Yuratchka:  FUCK WE FORGOT TO TALK ABOUT THE VIDEO

J.J. laughed around his groan.  How was he already awake?  They had a day off between the short program and the free skate, so why wasn’t he resting? His phone chimed again.

Yuratchka:  Shit, I hope I didn’t wake you up.  I had a weird dream, so I woke up kind of wired.
Yuratchka:  You were in it, actually.  Well, kind of.  I don’t know what you look like so your face was… blank, I guess?  That was weird.  You were taller than me in my dream, too.  I don’t know if that’s true or not.  How tall are you?

J.J. snickered.  He might as well get up.  He checked the time on his converter—1 a.m. in Montreal.  He could be awake.  He’d have to stop texting him for several hours after responding a few times…  He could keep up the ruse.  It would be fine.

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10 Tips n Tricks for getting that fic READ

I get asked a lot for tips on how to write ‘popular’ fics, and although im far from a ledge, I do consider my fics to get at least fairly decent stats so I will share with you some things I’ve used/noticed about fic popularity!  I hope this helps tell you something you may not have noticed before, and I hope your fics get ALL the reads and you become a STAR ;) Happy writing folks~

1 - Platform

There are many places you can post your fanfic and you choose whichever you want but in my experience different platform have different types of fics eg. wattpad = member x oc, tumblr = member x reader, ao3 = member x member. Also they have different reputations for the kind of fic you’re gonna find (wattpad is typically amateur). Your best bet is AO3 for the most respected fics

2 - Narrative

Personally, i click off a fic immediately if it’s in first person. The ‘trend’ is definitely third person narrator (that doesn’t disallow you to focus on a POV though bear in mind)

3 - Quality of Writing

I mean I know this isn’t exactly something you can control based on talent, but really, please please put actual thought into what you’re writing, or at least find a beta. I’ve seen many fics that are just unstructured, grammatically incorrect messes and that’s just not a good way to attract reads. I don’t want this to discourage anyone from writing though, not at all, just put in the effort and thought and practice and all will be well

4 - Length

This may seem irrelevant but really if you’re fic is 200 words long then no one gon’ waste their time reading like 1 sentence, it’s kinda pointless.

5 - Spoilers

Bare all. Spoil the hell out of that shit, we don’t care, just if there’s character death … tell us. There’s nothing worse than an insufficiently tagged fic wrecking you when you did not sign up to be wrecked. At the end of the day, with fanfics, people want to know exactly what they’re reading about their otp doing. Be blunt, satisfy those thirsty shippers.

6 - Tags

Generally, I’ll follow the simple BTS fandom, Yoongi/Jimin relationship, + extra members mentioned. This way it filters into the main tags people scour through for new fics. People will also sort through popular specific tags too, eg Fluff, Smut etc. A way to be included in these results is by using tags that the site provides in the drop box, this means they’ve already been used a fair amount of times so chances are people will look through them. And example would be as such: (simple, tell you exactly what you’re in for, includes popular trope tags) 

7 - Synopsis

The art of a synopsis is very important I think, I often end up writing and rewriting them a million times. They represent the entire fics nature and style and context. Often with sites, they give you a certain amount of lines until it disappears into a read more type deal, so you want to be succinct and avoid more than one paragraph (or even more than one sentence.) You want to give adequate context, so I’d personally advise against using excerpts. And also key is a cliffhanger, rope them in before the damn fic’s even begun! Here are some examples (side note: they don’t all have to have an ellipses, I just love using them lmao).

8 - Title

Keep it short and sweet, like around 4/5 words max roughly. One word titles are minimalist and intriguing, but often a handful of words tend to stick in the brain more. Make it flow of the tongue, seem poetic and sophisticated: Hint, using song lyrics is a good way to do this.

9 - Fic Rec Blogs

You can always make a post on your own blog, but if you feel like you don’t have enough followers for that then just go on right ahead to a ficrec blog (or even a shipper blog) and drop them a link to your fic, oftentimes they’ll then rec it to their followers. You can do this on anon if you’re too shy.

10 - Time of Posting

This is a weird one, but I always, always post my fics around the same time in the day, just before I go to sleep. Then when I check it the next morning, it’s almost always nearing 1k hits already, so I think that primetime for uploading a fic is between 7pm-11pm (UK time, remember to convert!)

Pirouette

Length: this chapter has 1301 words

A SnowBaz fic.

An AU where Baz and Simon never got together, and Simon kept his magic, and they meet after a few years and Baz is doing ballet. Simon thinks it’s hilarious, and stays just to torment Baz. 

Written for a prompt from @basiltxnpitch told ya I would do it :P

Pretty sure I don’t need and t/w’s for this. Angst, dancing, swearing (of course there is swearing. if you are advers to swearing you wouldn’t have read Carry On).

A/N: This is the first fic I have ever posted anywhere, and for a publshed author i am extremely self-consious about my writing. Please be kind and bear in mind that I’ve never done this before. Enjoy! Later chapters posted when I’ve written them.

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5] [Chapter 6]  [Chapter 7]  [Chapter 8]  [Chapter 9] [Chapter 10]  [Chapter 11]  [Chapter 12]  [Chapter 13]  [Chapter 14]  [Chapter 15]   [Chapter 16]  [Chapter 17]  [Chapter 18]  [Chapter 19]  [Chapter 20]

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Chapter One: Simon

I strode through the streets of London, as lost as a bloody curtain in a rug shop. I’d thought Penny said left, left, right, but apparently she had said something else. Or maybe I had missed a turn. I don’t know. To make matters worse, I had left my phone… somewhere. Maybe at home. Dunno. But I was getting flustered, and frustrated, and I couldn’t find the damn bookshop that Penny was working at.

Crowley, where is it?

I crossed another road, and just as I was stepping up onto the curb a red convertible sped by, almost hitting me.

“Slow the fuck down you fucking idiot!” I shouted, but the car was already turning the next corner. A few people were shooting me strange looks. A woman wearing an olive green pantsuit with a dyed blonde bob cut and crow’s-feet approached me, a snide sneer on her face. I rolled my eyes inwardly and sighed quietly.

“You really should watch your language young man. That is an inappropriate way to –”

Fuck off.” I growled.

She stepped back, shocked, as I pushed past her and scanned the streets, looking for any sign of the Let Nothing Separate Us Bookshop.

“I beg your pardon?”

“That prick nearly ran me over, I’m allowed to swear.”

The woman spluttered and reached out for my arm, but I pulled away from her catlike nails and jogged along the pavement.

Right, I thought, that’s it. I’m done. Time to ask for directions.

I wasn’t against asking for directions, I didn’t feel like I was above it or anything stupid, I just preferred to try and sort things out my way first. (It rarely panned out that way.)

I turned to my right into a tall building. I didn’t read the sign on the door; it was in an area full of shops and such, so it had to be something like that. I knew that at least I wasn’t walking into someone’s house. (I had done that before.) (A few times.)

There was a marble desk on the wooden floor, but nobody was attending it. I checked out a business card on the desk: Beat’s School of Dance.

Of course I had wandered into a dance school. I didn’t have anything against dance, but I was hoping against hope that nobody I knew had seen me come in here, especially nobody I knew from Watford. I could just imagine someone like Dev, or Niall or Baz seeing me come in here, and spreading it around all our old schoolmates: Simon Snow does ballet! The Greatest Mage, the guy who saved the world, the guy who used to date Agatha Wellbelove, dancing!

That would be embarrassing. But I was here now, so I figured I would be best to find someone to ask for directions, then get out of there. I jogged up a narrow staircase lightly, and followed my ears towards a room overflowing with ballet-type music. I peered in through a window, expecting to see a bunch of kids leaning on a bar. Instead, it appeared to be an adult’s class. That didn’t bother me either, I just didn’t expect it.

I was about to go in and ask the instructor for some directions, but then I stopped. The class was full of probably nineteen women and one man, who I had briefly mistaken for a woman. His hair was tied up in a tight ponytail, and he was quite slender and graceful, which is what led me to believe he was a woman. But then the dancers all stopped dancing and he stood up straight, and I saw some recognisable traits.

He was a man, definitely. Despite being relatively slender, he was still a little bit broader than your average female ballerina, and his arms were bulging with muscles. (I mean, imagine how much strength it would take to be a male ballerina. They get all the lifting parts, where they’ve got to support a woman on one hand and tiptoe across a stage. It’s almost scary how strong they would have to be.)

And then I saw his face. (Don’t sing I’m a Believer. Don’t do it.)(Fairly strong love spell.)(Well, it makes you confess your love, anyway. It only works if you’re already in love.)

His long black hair was doused with sweat, loose strands sticking to his face. His pointy, regal (slightly crooked) nose. Blue-grey eyes like the ocean after a storm. And he was three inches taller than me.

Baz. Basil. Basilton.

Tyrannus Basilton fucking Grimm-Pitch.

The guy who made my life hell for the entire time I was at Watford. The vampire who tried to kill me too many times to count.

Doing ballet.

Baz Pitch does ballet and he looks graceful as fuck, damn the pompous prick. He would manage to look graceful falling off a fucking cliff.

He was wearing black tights that didn’t leave much to the imagination (oh Crowley, Simon, look away!), and a loose-fitting black shirt. Even his ballet shoes were black. The guy was basically darkness incarnate, and here he was doing ballet.

It was almost enough to make a grown man cry. (I giggled instead. Try telling me you wouldn’t.)

He was stretching his arms up above his head, joking with one of the women, and his shirt lifted up slightly, exposing his belly. Holy shit he’s ripped. Was he like that when we shared a room? 

It was almost entrancing to watch him drift around, grinning at people, laughing softly. It was like another world.

Then the instructor saw me peering in through the window and bounded lightly over to the door.

Shit.

She opened the door.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit sh-

She beckoned me inside without a word.

Shitshitshitshitshitfuckingfuckshit.

I followed her sombrely into the studio, eyes on the floor.

“It seems we have a new recruit!” she announced to the class, auburn ponytail forming a dead straight line down to her shoulder blades. Damn, even her hair was disciplined.

“No,” I insisted, “I was just-”

“Staring into a room full of women in skin-tight clothes?” She asked sternly.

I felt blood rush to my cheeks. “No I wasn’t watching them, I just-”

“Oh, so you were watching Basil? Watching a man in skin-tight clothes is as poor an excuse as watching women.”

I could feel Baz’s eyes burning into the side of my head, but I didn’t dare look. Oh, it would be fucking glorious to be able to bask in the joy of having this over his head, but I was blushing far too furiously to even consider smirking at him to be a viable option.

“No, I wasn’t doing that either I was just-”

“Looking for directions?” She asked, giving me a sharp look.

“Yes!” I insisted.

“And you thought you were going to find them by peering in the window did you?”

No. I was staring at Baz, but only because this is so weird.

“No, of course not, but the dancing and interactions of the dancers were so entrancing, and I didn’t want to interrupt.”

She raised an appraising eyebrow, but I was certain she didn’t believe me.

“Right. Well, if you want directions from here you will wait until the end of class. You can either join in or sit in the lobby. Or you can leave, and find them somewhere else. Your choice.”
I’ll go. I’ll leave. I need to find Penny’s bookshop.

I felt Baz’s eyes as hot as flames on the side of my head.

I should go. I thought.

“I’ll stay.” I said. “I’ll learn how to dance.”

I glanced at Baz out of the corner of my eye and it looked like he was going to burst into flames.

Oh yeah, this would be worth it.

superwaywardfandompie-deactivat  asked:

How do you draw so fluidly? Like, I know it takes lots of practice but are there any specific tips you have that might help me get a better sense of motion when drawing? Also, what is your dream job?

The simple answer first: I don’t really have a dream job haha. I just like science and chemistry so that’s at least the field I’m targeting.

And thank you so much for your compliment!! (I’m gonna take it as one!) Having fluidity is actually really important to me.
Mind you I’m not a professional and the following is just my opinion on that matter.

I think the two key elements for me are ‘Less is more’ and ‘No straight lines’.
That is I like to slowly build up the whole picture. I start with a REALLY rough sketch:

It’s important that there are not too many details (that’ll come later). I just want to visualize all the gestures. The more lines you use the more rigid everything becomes. Plus try to avoid straight lines. If you look at the sketch there aren’t really any completely straight lines.
Quick simple strokes (and guide lines) are your friend!

And from then on I’ll slowly draw more details. Personally I always find process pictures of other artists useful so I’ll just add the rest as a gif too:

I don’t really know what else to say so just some general tips that really help me a lot (i.e. there’s no success guaranteed):

- Don’t necessarily make extra outlines. Instead just clean the sketch a bit and keep that as is. If you DO then make ‘clean’ outlines. Keep the lines swift and don’t go over them too often (if possible only once or twice).
When  this tutorial came around I found it pretty helpful. It also shows pretty accurately how I sketch lines.

- Simplify as much as possible when sketching. It helps a lot in terms of gesture.

- I barely use stock images and real life photography for anything but anatomy practice. It helps me a lot more to look at other artists and how they draw certain things. Check out their sketches, process gifs/videos etc.  Look how they sketch and color.
That helped me a lot more than just studying real life because I’m not good at converting those into more cartoony/fluid art.

- Follow one or two big reference blogs, like this one. They reblog tons of tutorials and I’ve found some good stuff. I’ve learned some very helpful tricks along the way. For example this tutorial was also really good imo when it comes to fluid art.
There are TONS of good tutorials (especially in the gesture section). You don’t need to sit down and study every one. Just look at them and maybe remember 1-2 things or doodle a bit with your knew knowledge. Don’t force anything, you’ll only get frustrated.

- General important tip: FLIP THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR ART. I really wish someone would have said this to me years ago. When sketching I usually flip it every 10 seconds I’m not kidding. It really lets you see mistakes easier and you’ll be much more content with your art later on.


I’m sorry this is such a messy answer! ovò
I hope I answered your question to some extent. Practice is what makes the difference so don’t work too long on something just to get a perfect picture.

Title: Peace I Leave With You, 2/?

Fandom: OUAT

Rating: T (M in later chapters)

Word Count: ~5,900

Summary: When Emma needs a friend in Storybrooke, she finds one in the sinfully attractive priest Killian Jones. AU starting in season 1.

Notes: Thanks for reading! I’m working on part 3 but it will be at least a few days. Part 1.

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“I screwed up. I don’t know what I was thinking,” says Emma, looking dejected as she clutches her cup of coffee. “I should know better than to go up against Regina. She always has the upper hand. And now who knows how long it’ll be before she lets me see Henry again?”

Killian sighs, wishing there’s more he can do to help her. But if there’s anything he’s learned from his time in recovery, it’s that you have to own your mistakes and learn from them, and calling Regina out on her use of funds at a public meeting had definitely been a mistake. “I can’t blame you for mistrusting Regina’s motives. She’s not a good person. I saw what she did to Graham, and I’ve seen how troubled Henry is by her actions. But you’re right, you did screw up.”

Emma huffs. “Gee, thanks.”

Killian shakes his head. “That’s the thing, Swan. We all screw up. This isn’t irreparable. As long as Henry still wants to be in your life and you still want to be in his, you’ll find a way. It’ll just take time. Be patient. Work hard. Keep a positive attitude. You’ll make it through.”

“Yeah, because I’m known for my bright and sunny attitude.” She glares at him. He only smiles back. She’s one of the most resilient people he knows. She’ll manage.

“In the meantime,” he says, “I can invite Henry to keep stopping by the church after school. There are plenty of games and books and crafts for him there, and it’ll give me a chance to check in with him and pass messages for the two of you. I’ll be your go-between.”

Her eyes immediately brighten with hope. “You’d do that for me?”

“Of course. For both of you.”

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