it was just really hard to colour nice

If I’m a Saint, Then You’re Heaven

Summary: Phil is less than excited to start his Sex in the Bible course, but he can’t bring himself to regret it when he meets a gorgeous angel dressed in all pink by the name of Dan.
Word Count: 11,068
Warnings: Lots of religious talk, homophobia, physical fight, smut
A/N: Hey guys! I wrote this because I was tired of people writing a religious fic where Phil continuously tries to get Dan to sin. So this came out, where they both respect each other despite their religious differences (With a dash of sex at the end). If you’re uncomfortable reading smut then no worries! It’s easy to tell when they’re going to get it on and it ends at the ’-’ and is very close to the end (: Lastly, special thanks to @insanityplaysfics for betaing this for me and giving me this entire idea! Also thank you @phandommother for helping me out with the idea as well and listening to me rant about it :’)
Title Creds: Cement - Citizen
Read it on AO3


Phil didn’t know why he decided to take the class. None of his friends were taking it and it honestly seemed like a lot of shit that Phil didn’t particularly care about, shit that didn’t really help him with his future career in any way. It seemed like a class that had a lot of reading, reading that Phil would probably never do, and let’s be honest, he probably only took the class because it had the word ‘sex’ in the title.

He walked into his Sex in the Bible class five minutes late on his first day.

The teacher didn’t bat an eye. Heads didn’t turn to look at him. Phil just sauntered in and stood at the back of the lecture room with his backpack slung over one shoulder while he scanned the room for a seat. Sometimes he forgot just how uncaring everyone was in university. He could just walk in ten to twenty minutes late and nobody would give a shit. Especially not in a class where there were over one hundred students.

(He didn’t understand why there were so many students in Sex in the Bible. They probably also just took the class because of the word ‘sex’).

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Seasons may change, winter to spring…
But I love you until the end of time.


So I’ve had a few questions in the past asking how I colour my pictures and I’ve FINALLY got my ass into gear to create this post showing how. I’m pretty sure those with better equipment and more experience with digital may well cringe at my technique, but I sadly have to make do with what I’ve got and, at the very least, it gets the job done.

The example I’m using for this is my Phantom of the Opera Batjokes pic which can be seen properly here

1. So the program I use is GIMP. If you’ve not heard of it, it’s free art software that works like a basic version of programs such as Photoshop and can be downloaded online to pretty much any computer.

Once shaded, the drawing is scanned and opened up in GIMP. Now for this picture there is a lot of black and it looks messy as Hell and once upon a time I would’ve coloured all the black in with pencil but, to be honest, its just easier to colour the black in digitally and it saves my poor little 4B pencils from having to work quite so hard.

2. I'm very particular with the order of how I draw my pictures and colouring is no different. The first thing I colour is always the skin and it’s literally a case of putting the opacity level down pretty low and then just colouring over the section. It’s basic but it works :D

If I want a picture to be particularly vibrant I’ll adjust the opacity but generally I stick with keeping it quite low so the detail of the shading underneath isn’t lost.

3. Then it’s on to the Batsuit, which is usually coloured a pretty blue, because it fits in with the comics pretty well and I just like the way it looks, really. Of course my main go to reference for the suit is from The Dark Knight because I just frikkin love that Batsuit! Although, for this picture I’ve made the nose of the cowl more pointy because I thought it would fit in with the period feel more.

4. Now for Joker, it’s actually kinda hard to see any colour on there, but if you look carefully between this pic and the previous one you’ll see a difference:

The reason I use the turquoise for his skin is because with everything else coloured in, his skin kinda looks dull and lifeless if left untouched. But the hint of colour gives it a nice almost metallic effect that I really like. Of course the opacity is extremely low, because anything more would leave him looking like a Smurf and I think even J would struggle to pull off that look!

5. Now it’s on to the hair and eyebrows for J. I don’t have a set green I use, it differs depending on the kind of J I’m using and pretty much how I feel at the time. I do often go more towards the bluish hint with the greens though, cos dat purdy.

With the hair it’s usually one layer of colour, before highlighting a few strands just to make them stand out more. I don't often make the eyebrows as vibrant as the hair because it’s a bit much for the face otherwise.

6. And now one of my favourite bits to do! J has messy make up in this pic (which I always enjoy!) and instead of the normal paintbrush tool I use for everything else, I go for the airbrush one, just to make the smudged lipstick more realistic and to keep the edges soft.

For his eyes, they’re green but I add yellow highlights to make the green seem more acidic, cos J’s eyes ain’t just any ol’ green!

7. And then it’s colouring in J’s suit and, yeah, he may be the Phantom, but he still likes purple! It’s exactly the same process as the rest, just slapping the colour over the top.

8. So, with all the colouring done, it’s time to adjust the contrast and shading. I use the burn tool for that and just generally go over the entire picture two or three times until I think it looks right.

9. And then I fill in all the black sections…

10. …before colouring in the background and then using the burn tool again just to go over any parts that I think need a little extra adjustment, mainly around the eyes and the hair, just picking up the shadows that need to be a little bit darker.

11. Aaaaaaand we finally get to this! The finished product!

I’m just gonna take a moment to squee over how happy I am with the mask! I was worried at first, but after shading it looks ok woohoo! 

So I hope that was interesting and now you finally know all my arty secrets! (They’re absolutely not all that secret and pretty simple and basic but *shrugs*). If there is anything else you wanna know feel free to ask and as always thank you, thank you, thank you for all the support and kindness, it means the world to me. Y'all gorgeous!!!!


Ghost emoji ratings

Apple: A classic, but a bit overdone on the shading. the eyes of differing sizes have always put me off. 2/5

Google: Angry! Boo! Probably just wants to be left alone. smooth, with simple shading and a unique expression. 3/5 hope you find some peace buddy.

Microsoft: A silly boy who reminds me of some ice cream! Probably looking for a good time. 5/5

Samsung: hhhhhh idk man… the way the eyes bug out of the head despite being within the cloth is pretty unsettling. The eyes themselves are very nice though. 1/5

LG: not very striking in any sort of way except the tan lighting at the top. Again with the eyes of different sizes. 1/5 pretty bland

HTC: A very simple and friendly ghost! The smile sans the tongue hints at no hijinks. just a friendly kid 5/5

Facebook: very flat, with an empty stare. looks kinda like a cookie. 1/5

Messenger: LOOK HOW SaD IT IS!!! Beautiful blue-grey colours, but please, give it happiness!! 3/5 HELP THEM

Twitter: a zany rip-off of Apple with the darn eye again. Interesting mouth expression though. 0/5 sorry bud

Mozilla: nice colours, but this, too, is really just an Apple rip-off. 0/5

Emoji One: WOW! HOW INTERESTING! Very brightly coloured, and what a pretty colour it is!! the body shape is a bit awkward and could use fixing. 4/5

emojidex: Looks like a Banette at first sight. I think they tried too hard to be original with this one and now it has the vibe of a fake-spooky halloween prop. its details are not very practical, and my eyes kinda hurt picking at them. 0/5

So I wrote some fanfiction of the Blitz Boys - specifically Tala and my headcanon about his mother. Read on!

Okay so I decided to come out of my shell and write some fanfic after a while, so I’m a bit rusty. It’s a one shot and not too long. I hope that you guys will find some time to read it and hopefully shall like it. If you do read it, please leave some feedback if you feel like it. It’s always nice for us writers to know that we’re not screaming into the void. 

Please keep in mind that this fanfic is based on my headcanon which you can find here. There might be a bit of swearing here, so fair warning to all. Also I’ve used dub names. I’ve written it in two small parts on this post itself. So it won’t take a lot of time to read. Happy reading and thanks!

P.S. I have imagined them as fully grown adults here. Not written them as per their anime/manga age.


Part 1

“Ballerinas? Really? You bought a fucking magazine on ballerinas?”

“What? C’mon, Bryan. If they can twist and turn the way they do while dancing, imagine how flexible they can be elsewhere,” said the petite young Russian, winking at his skeptical teammate. The constant downpour outside did nothing to dampen his spirits as he put the magazine on the table and snuggled up against the wall next to his chair under an enormous blanket that could have easily been mistaken for a carpet.

“Ohh, you do not want to say that in front of Tala,” said Bryan, shaking his head. Kneeling down on the floor, he pulled the ottoman away from under Ian’s feet towards himself, causing Ian to scowl and mumble an indistinct, “Oi!”

Bryan ignored his younger teammate’s protest and relaxed his legs on it.

“Anyway. Why wouldn’t I talk about it in front of Tala? ’The fuck would he have to say about that? It’s not like I make eyes at him for his choices or question his kinks,” said Ian, rolling his eyes.

“Kinks? Tala? Please,” said Bryan, chortling.

“What? Even someone as mysteriously quiet as Kai is a serial bangeroo. Don’t tell me that Tala’s a saint,” said Ian.

“Oh no, Tala’s as much of a saint as Boris is a legitimate member of the clergy, but the guy’s asexual. You know that too. Give him a break. Or is the concept too difficult for you to wrap your tiny head around?” said Bryan, frowning.  

“Why are you always so defensive about Tala? It’s like you’re in love with him…oooh, Bryan wuvs Tala,” said Ian, teasingly.

“What are you, five?” said Bryan, disdainfully, refilling his glass with some more vodka.

“No, he’s just a twenty year old with the IQ of an intoxicated hamster,” said a slightly rough voice from behind them.

A burly young man walked into the balcony carrying an oddly discoloured sack over his broad shoulder.

“Ah, Spencer. How nice of you to make an entrance with your…whatever that is,” said Ian, unenthusiastically. “So, were you out there knocking out people’s teeth and labelling them in alphabetical order for your personal collection?”

“No. Don’t be ridiculous,” said Spencer, dismissively. “I don’t label them in alphabetical order. I just keep them all in colour-coded jars.”

“You know, with you, it’s actually hard to say when you’re joking,” said Ian, passing Spencer a drink. “What is in that sack, anyway?”

“I bet you my right nut that it’s a collection of some really questionable DVDs,” said Bryan, chuckling.

“I could add your teeth to my collection. Maybe we could tape that on one of my blank ones?” suggested Spencer, cheekily.

“Aww Spence, are you being threatening? Weren’t you the one who cried watching Harry Potter?” said Bryan, mockingly.

“Well, Dobby really was a nice elf!” protested Spencer.

“Cut the crap, guys. What’s in the sack?” said Ian, clearly impatient for an answer and disinterested in all the banter.

“Flyers,” said Spencer, flatly.

“Flyers? For what? Are you trying to enter the Mr. Russia contest again?” said Bryan.

Spencer dropped the sack on the floor and aimed a kick at Bryan’s shin, but Bryan lunged out of his chair before he could touch him.

“Oho…someone shares my taste in bendy ballerinas,” said Ian, pulling out a flyer from the sack that had fallen at his feet.

Bryan’s face turned serious for a moment and he looked at Spencer curiously. “Why do you have a sack full of flyers about ballerinas?”

Spencer shrugged. “I don’t know. Ask Tala. He asked me to pick it up from that collector near the electronics store. These are really old flyers. Almost as old as us.”

“Where is he?” said Bryan. As calm as he tried to sound, there was a hint of panic in his voice.

“Why do you ask?” said Ian, noticing the change in his tone and expression.

“Answer the goddamned question,” said Bryan, impatiently.

“I don’t know. He went for a walk. Try his cell,” said Ian.

“His cell’s at a repair shop, you forgetful little shit,” snapped Bryan.

“Whoa…what’s got you all riled up? You sound–”

But before Ian could complete his sentence, Bryan had already left.

Walking down the staircase towards the gate, only one thought kept echoing at the back of Bryan’s head. He’s figured it out.

Part 2

Snow and rain. These were the two things that he had bitterly cried about on several occasions in his somewhat distant past when he was out on the streets, scavenging for food and hoping that some kind stranger would lend him a blanket to sleep in with his friend. But now he walked over the damp, slippery road with an umbrella in his hand knowing that if not anything else, the snow was at his command.

He had very little memory left of his time before the Abbey. The few scraps of it that had remained in his mind after Boris’ efforts at deleting them were like tattered photographs that floated about in a dark unending void – unfathomable and unconnected. Sometimes he felt as though Bryan remembered snippets of their time before the Abbey – maybe even about his family. But for some reason Bryan never talked about it and he never asked.

It was also not entirely unexpected for him to find that there were no official records of him or his family anywhere in the databases of the government. Boris was a man with infinite connections in high places and it was not too far-fetched for him to imagine the depths to which he would have sunken to dehumanize the boys and turn them into his slaves.

Walking down the musty lanes of Mardov, an old forgotten street in a corner of Moscow, Tala debated with himself for a moment as to whether or not he should close him umbrella. Even as the rain had stopped, the water, that had collected over the slanting rooftops of the houses on either side of this unusually narrow lane, kept cascading down over his head mercilessly.

He slipped his hand into the pocket of his trench-coat and pulled out a small newspaper clipping.

Faced with a severe cash crunch, acclaimed former ballerina Olga Ivanova-Lipovsky to tutor prospective ballerinas at her humble residence at Mardov Studio.

Tala glanced at the title of the clipping again and sighed. As a celebrity himself, Tala had never been much of a fan of such tabloids. So it was with much disdain that he had read through the article to find out about the colourful and possibly exaggerated life of this once exuberant and well-known ballerina. It was riddled with stories of her period of substance abuse, multiple affairs, political involvement, four failed marriages – including one abusive marriage from which she claimed to have escaped after her drunk husband had beaten her, done everything to extinguish her career and relegate her to nothing more than a ballet teacher – and two children. One alive and pursuing a career in architecture and one dead.

One dead. Tala pushed down the lump in his throat and proceeded to walk down the lane, wrinkling his nose. The stench on the street was unbearable.

He had wondered for several years, as he had watched Wolborg materialize, as to why his bit-beast was different. His bit-beast was artificial and was created at the Abbey according to what would be compatible with him. Yet, by tapping into the minds of his teammates, Boris had created bit-beasts that symbolized nothing more than the creatures that were best suited to their personalities.

He had even summoned Wolborg and tried to connect to her spiritually, hoping for some answers. But the only reply that he had got to his question of why she appeared as a woman whenever he released her was, “Watch me, little one.”

Her answer had confused him to a significant degree until the rather odd dream that he had had one night about a beautiful red-haired woman twirling around endlessly to Tchaikovsky’s tunes. He had woken up bathed in sweat the next morning, utterly befuddled, and since then had devoted himself to finding out the connection between his bit-beast and ballet.

Watch me, little one.

Under all his layers of warm clothing, the voice inside his head still ran a chill down his spine.

After almost an eternity of walking and silent contemplation, Tala came to a sharp halt near a window. A board with the word ‘Lipovsky’ hung from a nail on the door next to it.

Unable to help himself and unsure of whether he could bring himself to ring the doorbell, he peered in through the window of the dimly lit room.

It was a quaintly untidy room, with clothes strewn all over the couch and books lying open on a table with tiny cigarette butts surrounding them. Frowning, Tala looked at the wall. A number of photographs hung from the wall – some with pictures of the red-headed ballerina smiling and dancing, and some with another young red-headed girl standing next to her.

However, it was the last photograph that really surprised him. Tala gasped as he saw a photograph of himself holding the Beyblade World Championship trophy hanging right next to the photograph of his mother. An unwitting smile appeared on his face and he stared at the photograph in complete disbelief.

“Pick up your clothes from the couch, Nina,” said a sharp voice from inside.

Tala instinctively moved away from the window and hid by the door, carefully positioning himself in such a way as to be able to continue to look into the room.

“I’ll do it, mama,” said a young woman in a bored voice, entering the room.

Soon after, a middle aged woman glided into the room, with a cigarette in her hand.

A wave of indistinguishable emotions, both happy and sad, washed over Tala as he stared longingly at the woman who stood inside the room chiding his half-sister. Even as she was barely forty five, there were visible wrinkles on her face and a hint of cynicism in her eyes. Be that as it may, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, and age and her battle with addiction had done little to rob away the grace in her step and the touch of youthfulness in her smile that he had seen on the flyers containing pictures of his mother.

Tala felt his fingers inching towards the doorbell when he was broken out of his reverie by Nina’s voice.

“Mom, Alex drew a portrait of me and framed it. But where do I hang it? Just look at how cluttered the wall is. There are no more nails to hang anything from!” said she, irritably, waving a rather unflattering sketch of herself in front her mother.

“I’ll make space,” replied Olga, casually taking off Tala’s photograph from the wall and tossing it into the small dustbin by the couch.

The frame shattered inside it and for a moment, Olga glanced at it and frowned. Then she looked at her daughter and gestured at the wall, before walking away without another word.

Tala felt his hand shaking as he lowered it from the doorbell. An unexpected tear trickled down his cold cheek and he took a step back, feeling strangely crushed.

“Need a drink?” said a familiar voice from behind him.

Tala glanced over his shoulder to see Bryan standing there looking at him sympathetically. He hastily wiped his tear and turned around, his expression as cold as it had always been.

“You knew,” said Tala, unceremoniously.

Bryan shrugged. “I did.”


“Your family is waiting for you with a couple of bottles of vodka on the balcony, you know,” said Bryan.

Tala made no response and quietly joined Bryan as they walked back past puddles and patches of snow.

“Tell anyone about this and I bench you,” said Tala, coldly.

“Aye, captain,” said Bryan, smiling.

For a brief second, Bryan could have sworn that there was a smile on Tala’s face as well.

You’re welcome, buddy, thought Bryan to himself, as they made their way together through the unforgiving weather towards home.

Kaisoo wolf!AU fanfic rec


wolf!AU, alpha!jongin, human!soo

fluff, smut, mentions of mpreg, knotting, SEXUAL TENSION

ongoing; 13/? chapters

There is no way I could not mention this fic. I’m very happy that the author (the same one who wrote Ramyeon Rendezvous) decided to come back and write again. 

Description: Kyungsoo is just a human whose scent drives the young alpha completely insane. 

Mating Politics

wolf!AU, alpha!jongin, omega!soo

fluff, smut, pwp

completed; one-shot; ~5k words

Description: Kyungsoo just had to go into heat on a full moon. Jongin was chosen as the sacrifice in pack negotiations. 

The Tainted Claim

wolf!AU, vampire!AU

alpha!jongin, human!soo

side pairings: hunhan, baekyeol

completed; 20/20 chapters

To be honest I really like the way the author writes. (I love how long her chapters are) I also recommend  her office!AU fic Concupiscence.

Description: Purebloods have always lived in fear of the Tainted: the vampires and the werewolves. But all is not as it may seem, as Kyungsoo finds out on a nightly walk in his quiet little town.

Alpha and Omega

wolf!AU, alpha!soo, omega!soo, abused!soo

side pairings: baekyeol, taoris, hunhan

completed; 18/18 chapters

I think I need to read this one again. I only remember first chapters but not what happened then, lol. Oh well.

Description: One already lost his hope of ever finding his soul mate, the other didn´t even think he has one.But the scent was too strong.

Violet Silk

wolf!AU, royalty!AU, arrangedmarriage!AU

alpha!jongin, omega!soo, age!switch

ongoing; 6/? chapters

This is one of the fics that I have currently subscribed but I’m not sure how it will turn out later. Too little events happened in my opinion. 

Description: In a world where omegas were treated like possessions, Kyungsoo thought that despite being an omega, being born in the royal family could save him from that fate, and he couldn’t have been more wrong… He was arranged to marry or better said sold to King jongin and while many people believed that he was lucky to be In that position, he couldn’t see it from their point of view.

I got to admit it has a very nice poster! I really like the colours! 

In Time

wolf!AU, alpha!jongin, omega!soo

cold!soo, patient!jongin

completed; three-shot

I love this one very much.

Description: Kyungsoo is waiting for his gut to untie it’s self from the anxiety it’s swallowed, for his heart to quit betraying his mind, and the heaviness lurking in his throat that made it hard to breathe to go away. He wait, he waits, and waits. To run into something that has proved his waiting was not in vain. But, that hope is scary and silly - it will just bring him more suffering. He’ll end up hating himself more for tricking himself to think that even for a second the world would ever be forgiving for someone of his lowly status. And for someone like Jongin to suddenly truly care about someone like him. Little does he know that Jongin just wants to kiss way the bruises left from Kyungsoo’s past to allow the omega to trust again.


I thought I had more wolf!AU fics to recommend hm… I will forever cry because Kaspian took down Fumes. I loved that fic.

Anyway, please give authors lots of love, upvote, subscribe and leave nice comments!


OKay So for good Refined energon I really like Powerade and Mtn dew (my favorite is half powerade, haalf mtn dew voltage, makes a nice colour and taste with the fizz) there’s also gatorade

then for unrefined theres rock candy!!!! (or salt candy whatever floats ur boat) theres also candy glass I guess, and then im sure there are other crystal-shaped hard candies

Synth-en for me is nOS, it’s yellow and fizzy, really really pumped full of caffine and stuff, but theres also for colour alone, regular mtn dew

and then for highgrade there’s daqeries, mead, hard lemonade (cherryade) whatever, brightly coloured alcohols tickle your fancy

dances a jig

i love whoever is in charge of isak’s wardrobe because honestly his colour combos are so good?!? so on point all the time?! (and it obviously isn’t tarjei doing this ;) )

Tagged by the ever so lovely @dreamsinteacups <3

Relationship status: Single … will prob remain this way as I’m constantly questioning my romantic orientation. 

Favorite colour: Red (like deep royal/rose red)

Lipstick or chapstick: Usually lipstick when im feeling fancy! But chapstick is good for the winter time. 

Last song I listened to: Home by Marc Broussard That southern gothic a capella *clenches fist*

Last movie I watched: The Iron Giant! Hadn’t seen it since I was 6 so it was a nice trip down memory lane. 

Top three fictional characters: This is crazy hard … I don’t think I can absolutely pick three, so these are just a few of my favorites: Viktor/Yuuri (you really can’t pick one I mean, c’mon), Kuroko Tetsuya, Violet Grantham. 

Top three ships: VIktor/Yuuri (but of course!), Kagami/Kuroko, Merlin/Arthur

Books I’m currently reading: All the published books I read take me forever to get through, but here are what I eventually want to finish: Ink Heart, Gone Girl, The Captive Prince Trilogy. 

Tagging @raven-of-the-south @rollertoasteroflife @nighttdust if they feel like doing it! :)

anonymous asked:

hi, looking at your awesome makeup collection, i was wondering if you had any recommendations for a peach shade blusher? i am very fair and anything pink based make me look like i am rally flushed. i have been using benefit Georgia peach but it has long since been discontinued and i am looking for a replacement. thanks!!

Aw, nonnie, isn’t that the worst? You find something you love that works well for you, and it inevitably gets discontinued! I don’t wear a ton of peach blush, I tend to stick to cooler colours, but I have (or know of) a few that I’m quite fond of, so hopefully this helps!

Too Faced’s Papa Don’t Peach is a classic for a reason. It’s a beautifully flattering peachy blush. It can just be hard to find because it’s so popular and it smells like peaches which isn’t for everyone. 

I’m also quite partial to Elf’s Studio Blush in Candid Coral. Elf’s blushes have a really nice soft texture and decent pigment, and tend to be very easy to find and are fantastically inexpensive so even if it doesn’t work out for you it’s not a huge investment.

Lastly, I haven’t tried it myself since Milani is hard to find in Canada, but I’ve heard lots of very good things about their Baked Blush in Luminoso.

I hope that helps you! <3

Got tagged in this little thingy by @hashtag-eruri! Thanks dear! I love it when people tag me in things. It makes me feel like I have friends.

Rules: tag 9 people you wanna know better 

Relationship status: Perpetually single

Favourite Colour: Blue

Lipstick or chapstick: Chapstick. It feels nice and serves a purpose. Lipstick just makes me feel like my lips are drawing undue attention to themselves.

Last song I listened to: Ghost Towns by Radical Face

Last Movie I watched: I … I don’t remember … I’m trying really hard to remember and I’m not coming up with anything? I’m just more of a TV show person than a movie person (and more of a book person than either). The last movie I saw in theaters was Lego Batman … 

Top 3 Fictional Characters: Erwin Smith, Levi, Zuko

Top 3 ships: Erwin/Levi, Andrew Minyard/Neil Josten, Damen/Laurent 

Books I’m reading: Game of Thrones. I first read it when I was in college and barely had time to read, so it took me a million years to read and I didn’t get around to the rest of the series. So now I’m reading it straight through and resolving to finish the whole series. I’m also chipping away at Chernow’s Hamilton biography, reading a couple chapters here there between other books. It’s taken me almost year, but I’m almost done!

I hate tagging people because I feel like I’m bothering people. But it’d probably be lame if I didn’t tag anyone, soooo I guess I’ll poke some of those mutuals I don’t talk to: @kittyboo8015 @absolute-eruri-trash @timeladyaerynjenkins @jostencredible @erwinsalive

The Fic And Fandom Content Promotion Starter Kit

So this last Tuesday we hosted an @spnircchat topic about “How to Promote Your Fics (without being a dick.)” Everyone wants a good response to their written work, but may not be sure how to get eyeballs on their work if it’s not on the top of the latest fics page on Ao3.

Here are some things that help increase traffic to your stories on Ao3. This is not an exhaustive list, nor is the list strictly in order of importance/priority. This is a long post (about 900 words,) so it’s going behind a cut that leads to a tumblr with a large, readable typeface.

Now, on to the kit!

1. Clearly Connected Tumblr/Ao3 Pages (Twitter Optional)

If you’re DeanWinchesterCriesDuringSex on tumblr, but you’re StuckyFool on Ao3 and you’re 99WaywardBalloons on twitter, you have an alias connection problem. People who find you on one platform may not have the easiest time finding you on another, and that could make searching for you on these platforms daunting enough that people might give up.

Best practice: the same ID on all platforms.

The next best: frequent, visible links to your identities on other platforms, so if a reader finds one, they can find the rest.

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this probably took me the longest to draw out of all of my drawings tbh? i usually get bored of a drawing if it takes me more than an hour to finish but i did my best to complete it and im pretty happy how it turned out,, also do u think you could give me an improvement suggestion? :^0 

woooow, this is AWESOME!! right away i adore the colours, i love how intense they are, yet they still work together really well, which is hard to do with such bright colours - it’s the right amount of bright that it isn’t blinding and it just looks nice lol. the overpowering cool colours with the hint of warm colours in the eyes is also a really really good choice like,, it just makes the eyes stand out and they kind of become the focus, its the perfect contrast!!! your style is really cute, and i really personally love the way you do eyebrows so fluffy, and i love the nose like…. teach me how to front nose pls LOL. i love the serene expression too, its so cute! for an improvement suggestion, this is actually really tough, because your anatomy is spot on, your colouring is incredible…. i might say although i love the subtlety of it, the shading could maybe be less blurred? like, it might look more dramatic if the shading was darker or had harsher lines or something? just to give the character that much more of like ykno…. the 3d-ish vibe, the colouring is so lovely but the body might be…. a tad flatter than it could be? ah im no professional tho pff. but seriously dude this is sick, i love your style ! <3 

stawbeestudy  asked:

🌸 congrats on 3k!! you're one of the first studyblrs that got me into this community in the first place!! so thank you so much for inspiring me!! My favourite colour is apricot! is that even a colour? lol. anyways I also have a question for you: what's something unique that you can do?

hello hello lovely!! and omg thank you so much, that means so much to me! and apricot is such a pretty colour :’) and aghh this is actually highkey rly hard for me to think bc idk if anything i do is unique?? i mean i play oboe and nobody rly plays oboe anymore so maybe that?? i rly don’t know i am so basic :(

icon: it’s great for ur blog, but maybe not mine | cute cute | i really really like this so much wtf | i could just stare at this all day sigh

desktop theme: lowkey hard to navigate | it fits your blog so nicely :’) | this is so aesthetically pleasing | wait seriously can i get the code

url: ??? | it’s so cute! | catchy i dig it | can we switch pls u can change ur name to ji

original content: i couldn’t find any :( | i like your handwriting! | your content is so lovely omg | ok no seriously how do i get to this level

overall: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

following: no but you are still wonderful | i am now!! | already was :’)

compliment: i followed you a couple days ago bc i am honestly so in love w your posts :’) like i’m not even joking your posts are literally my inspiration (also ty for convincing me to buy the artline stix hehe)

no more blog rates pls <3