section sign

The Signs As Bass Section Things
  • Aries: ♪ If you love me, let me GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ♪
  • Taurus: WROOONG
  • Gemini: *keeping score of how many times the tenors mess up*
  • Cancer: Fixing each other's bow ties before concerts
  • Leo: *piggy-back-rides too far down the row* "NOO I DON'T WANNA BE A TENOR"
  • Virgo: "I spilled my coffee all over my music...it all smells like pumpkin spice now..."
  • Libra: Are you a bass? Or are you a baritone? You'll never know unless you have a solo in the concert
  • Scorpio: *constantly trying to out-low-note each other*
  • Sagittarius: "We bought matching Santa hats at the Dollar Store."
  • Capricorn: "We were gonna get em at Target, but we got kicked out."
  • Aquarius: *shows up to rehearsal 15 minutes late with a plate of mocha brownies*
  • Pisces: The whole section trying to sing the soprano part

Hey guys! I recently reached 2500 followers (thank you so much!!!) and I wanted to do a follower celebration - meaning tons of stuff for you guys. So I decided to start my celebration off with A Bellarke Fic Ref List and I really think you guys will enjoy it! This post is full of amazing fanfiction that I’ve read over the course of this year; some of it is long, some are short - but they’re all equally amazing. I have everything broken down into categories and links to the fics. I even included some of the authors tumblr urls if I could find them! This is just part one - there will be a few more to go over the course of the next year! ;-)

Also, most of these fics are in the canonverse. There are a few that are AUs that are in their own section. And when an @ sign is in front of a username - it’ll bring you to their tumblr. 

*I own nothing, all of this fics belong to their writers*


Smut:

Fluff:

Babies:

AU:

Angst:

Future Fic:

Hurt/Comfort: 

the signs as shit my percussion section has done pt. 2
  • aries: made a freshman kiss the timpani foot pedal after setting their books on the drum head
  • taurus: forgot to bring the crash cymbals from the band room for the concert and instead stood there clapping their part
  • gemini: made a nest out of timpani covers and took a two hour nap
  • cancer: dropped a bass drum from five feet in the air and cracked the rim because they were too lazy to bend down
  • leo: set off firecrackers in the band camp bathroom at 2AM
  • virgo: inverted a cymbal on live television
  • libra: left in the middle of a football game to get mcdonald's
  • scorpio: bet money on which of the flutes was going to get first chair
  • sagittarius: used chime mallets to whack people in the nuts
  • capricorn: pulled out a magnifying glass and started frying ants during sectional
  • aquarius: carved last year's section leader's name into bananas and left them on the ground everywhere at band camp
  • pisces: figured out exactly which tim horton's the battery tech worked at-it was two hours away-and visited him during his shift
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Greetings guys, gals, and nonbinary pals!

To commemorate another year in this amazing fandom, we will once again be celebrating the Have A Happy Hobbit Holiday Exchange!

Last year, the wonderful @serenbach86 took on the monumental task of organizing the exchange, for which we are all incredibly grateful. This year, the torch has been passed to @rutobuka2, with help from @mithrilbikini and @mcmanatea. Writers, artists, and podficcers  are all encouraged to join in!

🌿 Click here to enter (via AO3!) 🌿

DATES

  • October 4th:  Sign-ups open
  • October 29th: Sign-ups close
  • November 5th:  Assignments sent out
  • December 3rd:  First email check-in from mods
  • December 10th:  Second email check-in from mods, last day to request extension
  • December 17th:  Works are due (can be edited between the 17th and 24th)
  • December 24th:  Works are revealed
  • December 30th:  Creators are revealed

🌲 Click here for the main HHH17 page 🌲

Rules under the cut:

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Punctuation in Polish ⁉️

spacja (f.) - space

. kropka (f.) - period

, przecinek (m.) - comma

; średnik (m.) - semicolon

: dwukropek (m.) - colon

… wielokropek (m.) - ellipsis

- łącznik (m.) / pauza (f.) - hyphen

— myślnik (m.) - dash

? znak zapytania (m.) / pytajnik (m.) - question mark

! wykrzyknik (m.) - exclamation mark

/ ukośnik (m.) - slash

() nawias (m.) - round bracket / parentheses

’ apostrof (m.) - apostrophe

“ cudzysłów (m.) - quotation marks

@ małpa (f.) - at sign

* gwiazdka (f.) - asterisk

× znak mnożenia (m.) - multiplication sign

- znak odejmowania (m.) - minus sign

+ znak dodawania (m.) - plus sign

÷ znak dzielenia (m.) - obelus

= równik (m.) / znak równości (m.) - equals sign

% procent (m.) - percent sign

§ paragraf (m.) - section sign

_ podkreślenie (m.) / podkreślnik (m.) - underscore

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inspired by this post

STILL STAR CROSSED IS ABOUT TO BE ABC's BIGGEST MISTAKE

LISTEN I HAVE NOT POSTED ANYTHING IN 373938383 DAYS OK BUT STILL STAR CROSSED DESERVES A POST IDC IF I ONLY HAVE LIKE 200 FOLLOWERS SPREAD THE WORD THIS IS THE BEST PERIOD DRAMA ON TELEVISION SINCE I CANT EVEN REMEMBER PLZZZZZ WATCH THE NEW EPISODE ON JULY 8th and trend this show I sware ITS SO FANFICTION WORTHY THE MOST AMAZING LINE OF POC’s IN THE CAST THAT R THE MAINS OF THE SHOW WITH GREAT STORIES AND COSTUMES AND AN AMAZING SPIN ON A WHAT IF SCENERIO IN THE ROMEO AND JULIET WORLD GIVE IT A CHANCE MAKE IT SPREAD I SWARE THIS SHOW NEEDS TO HAVE LIKE 8 SEASONS AND DUMB ASS NO PROMOTING ABC ABOUT TO CANCEL IT AFTER LIKE 3 EPISODES DO IT YALL ITS SOOOO WORTH IT CHECK THAT SHIT OUT AHORA + there is a petition in the comment section I already signed let’s get thousands of sign ups to show we wanna keep this show WE GOT THIS YALL WE NEED TO SAVE THIS BOMB ASS SHOW !!! 🙏🏽💯💯💯💯

‘Do Me A Favour’ is the definition of slow-burning. It’s moody and majestic, and it’s wonderfully unleashed. A brilliant highlight of a brilliant record.

And it’s a strange beast in that it showcases brilliantly contrasting facets of Turner. It’s a cross between a crestfallen narrator, mourning the state of his break-up, and the guitar-wielding boy who’s not quite over it, wanting to let the anger out of his system. It’s both intricate in its bass and guitar hooks and simple in that it only glides across a few chords. And it’s a gentle, simple song, and yet it’s roof-raising towards the end; the surge of distortion is a typical Monkeys trick, but to play that card quite so soon after Alex’s wistful almost-acappella section is the sign of a fearless band in full control of their sound.

‘Do Me A Favour’ was written by a 20-year-old. Yes, really.

—  25 Best Alex Turner Songs
Mark White
Whatculture.com

Before anyone loses their shit:

Rotom Dex allowing you to use more than one Z-move per match is just like amie/refresh affection - it does NOT apply to player-vs-player battles.

Himchan - Day In The Office

For the first time in a long time, I present to you a scenario! I hope you all enjoy this since it was a bit challenging to get back into writing this way. Request was for a smutty Teacher!Himchan with a student. That said, I made you a college student so it’s legal.

Please enjoy and thank you for the continued support after all this time.

-Admin Em

Rated M for smut and a few swear words


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anonymous asked:

Connor in Disneyworld: a concept

ok but like he would refuse to go to any park other than Hollywood Studios because it actually has stuff that he likes. like there is the whole rock n roll section w signed guitars. AND HE WOULD LOVE ROCK N ROLLERCOASTER AND TOWER OF TERROR. he would buy all the spooky things. his S/o probs hates spooky things so in return, he let’s her pick out a pair of Mickey ears
• “come on, y/n, one more time on Tower of Terror!”
• “no, Connor! I hate that ride”
• “I’ll let you do anything to me. I will owe you my life”
• “anything you say?”

SO YOU BUY HIM A PAIR OF MICKEY EARS AND HES NOT IMPRESSED LOL

((also im going to Disney world at the end of august and I’m hyped as hell))

Supportive

Description: “Yeah, well,” Lance chokes out a laugh, “If I had known I was going to become a defender of the universe, maybe I would have worn a sports bra instead of a binder. And have brought more pads.”

Read it on Ao3

For Platonic VLD Week and Trans VLD Week

Day Three Prompt (Platonic): Lions / Bonding and Day Six Prompt (Trans): Shopping

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Saiyuki Bang!

In honor of Saiyuki’s 20th birthday, we will be hosting a fanfiction big bang! If you’ve ever participated in one before, the rules will be very similar. Participants sign up to write a fanfic of at least 10k words, and then artists claim the fics and illustrate them. Stories get posted in full with their art once everyone is done.

This bang will be hosted on tumblr, because that’s easiest for the mods, but we will be cross posting to the livejournal community.

We will be requiring beta reading for this fic event, and we encourage authors to also sign up as betas! If you can’t write a fic or make art but still want to participate, beta reading would be a great way to do it. We aren’t going to screen quality, but we want to know that every fic got a second set of eyes before it got published.

We’ll also need pinch hitters for both artists and writers. A pinch hitter is someone who can fill in with a fic or piece of art in case someone drops out. There will be an option to sign up to pinch hit on the form.

All Rules under the cut. Also, view the full document here. We also have a page on our blog with the rules here. 

(Everything pertaining to the bang will be tagged “saiyukibang” if you want to track or blacklist it.)

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Woman has a little package of embellishments from a ‘Make Your Own Christmas Stocking’ kit. It contains seed beads, red sequins, and green sequins.

“Where are your sequins?”

“They’re against the wall over by the kid’s section.”

She essentially runs straight towards it, only to run right back. “What aisle did you say they were in?”

“On the wall, over by the kid’s section- just under the sign right there.”

“There’s no sequins there.”

Now, I’m at the register, so I can’t leave to guide her. Before I can call someone to help her, she throws her hands up and goes to look again. 

Moments later she comes back with a few packages of sequins.

“Your sequin selection is shit.”

“I’m sorry?”

“I bought this set of sequins from here and you don’t carry them anymore.”

“That’s… from a stocking kit…”

“Yeah, and I bought the stocking kit here.”

“We… haven’t carried stocking kits like that for three years.”

“Yeah, but I still bought them HERE. I thought you would have them.”

It’s… May. 

waiting for godolt

*
these words
are a distraction

i should
really put them aside
and look at you.

the paper
the screen,
a pen & pencil,
a keyboard

are no more compelling,
yet

they garner my attention,
receive my touch,
are within my immediate grasp.

you sit beside me
on the other end of the sofa,
alone in thought.

i should stop;

…this very minute -
as soon as…
i finish…this section…
& name, date & sign…
post…. 
check…see if it posted…
who responds…
reblogs…
…any messages?
one minute, hon…
*
8/1 - lebuc - waiting for godolt

Sweet Escape (Asa x reader friendship)

planet-cici said: Hey there. First off, thank you for writing all these fanfics for us… I would really, really appreciate one where the reader is having trouble with her emotionally distant mom and Asa comforts her. Thanks love x

Hi! Here you go! I hope you like it! If you ever need to talk about anything, I’m 110% open to helping out!

Originally posted by asabutterfielded

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Bunny Bin || Youngbin

Group/Member: Sf9/ Youngbin

Word Count: 1K

Genre: fluffy!! also a little humor

request: Hiii I’m sorry I keep sending these idk what’s going on with tumblr and my requests but here it is: it’s a youngbin bunny hybrid au where basically everyone is getting adopted at the shelter except for him and he’s sad. But then like one rainy day y/n is taking a stroll outside when it starts to rain so she sees the shelter runs in and she spots youngbin and adopts him and cute fluffy stuff happens!

A/n: Look at me getting content out yay for me!!

Originally posted by pinkseong

The large sign read ‘Find your new friend’ Pet Store on the big green sign. You held your umbrella the rain beating down on it lightly. You grimaced not wanting to go in there. After your friend became more worried about you and your loneliness of being single. She recommends getting an animal.

And now you’re here. You peeked inside to see it was rather dead in the afternoon only a few people looking at pets here and there. Walking inside you instantly felt bad for these animals most of them wanted a home but you couldn’t get them all.

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fmk for each sign

Aries:
fuck: Libra marry: Sagittarius kill: Scorpio

taurus:
fuck: Scorpio marry: Capricorn kill: Gemini

Gemini:
fuck: Leo marry: Aquarius kill: Pisces

Cancer:
fuck: Virgo marry: Pisces kill: leo

Leo:
fuck: Gemini marry: Aries kill: Virgo

Virgo:
fuck: Capricorn marry: Taurus kill: Aries

Libra:
fuck: Aries marry: Gemini kill: Capricorn

Scorpio:
fuck: Pisces marry: Cancer kill: Sagittarius

Sagittarius:
fuck: Aquarius marry: Leo kill: Taurus

Capricorn:
fuck: Cancer marry: Virgo kill: Aquarius

Aquarius:
fuck: Gemini marry: Libra kill: Cancer

Pisces:
fuck: Taurus marry: Scorpio kill: Libra

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Two thuds pounded against the front door, slow and accompanied with a metallic clack of armor. Ellere Valahan blinked, looking up from her desk. “Well then…” Pushing up from her desk, she made her way upstairs, “Coming, coming,” she called back, and pulled back the door once there.

Ruran stood outside, hunched over with one hand resting against the door frame. The tips of his pale hair were damp, and a satchel hung over one shoulder. The soulstone at his chest slowly pulsed in an even rhythm. “E-ellere,” his ragged breath spoke through clenched jaw. Barely a moment passed before he flinched, and a spark of gold flickered off his shoulders. “I—I…”

Ellere’s eyes widened, “Twelve, Ruran…” She caught the light, but moved quickly to offer herself to lean on, eyes flicking over him as if to check for a wound. “What’s happened—here, come sit.”

The masked man wished he could have hesitated a little longer, but he needed the shoulder. He stepped forward and nearly fell on her, catching himself at the last moment and leaving wet footprints beneath his feet. There were no signs of bleeding. Waves of pain and more aura flickering about his armored form made him grimace as he spoke, with what little could be seen of his skin somehow even more pallid. He would go where she led him, providing no resistance. “I—I need you to…t-to…fix…”

Ellere kept her arm firmly around him, trying to keep him upright as she lead him to the nearby dining table. She looped a chair leg around her foot to pull it out. “What am I fixing, sugar?” she tried, patting at her belt and cursing under her breath. The aetherometer was downstairs.

“M…me…”

She frowned at that, staying beside him. Another check of the armor, no wounds. “Where does it hurt?” She knelt down beside the chair, finding his eyes.

He fell into the chair with a wince, continuing to breathe through gritted teeth. “Every—w-where,” he muttered, and in his half-daze, he began to clumsily fumble for his satchel. 

Catching the motion, she pulled the satchel into his lap and opened it for him. His words made her instantly look at that stone, but she tried to remain calm. “Then tell me how to help.”

Ruran glanced up at her, his blue-green eyes dazed but doing their best to remain focused, and he gave quick nods. He pulled a leather-bound journal from his pack, not as damp as the knight himself thankfully. A hand reached up to brush aside hair that was sticking to his white mask before beginning to wrestle through turning the pages with his gloved hands. He paused, then began to unlatch his armor, then paused again. He seemed uncertain what to do first, his chest heaving as panic rose.

Ellere immediately put a hand over his arm, another reaching up to part the hair from his eyes. “Ruran, look at me,” she paused a moment, feeding a small amount of aether into a spell to hopefully ease what she could, though difficult without knowing the true cause. “You’re alright. You tell me what you need to. I’ll handle the armor, okay sugar?”

He met her gaze, his eyes slightly wide with fear, and he nodded quickly. The spell helped, but only a little, and more faint wisps of gold soon arched from his back.

As Ellere helped with his armor, the leather beneath the plates were wet as well, though drying from his trip to her house.

Ruran began again to flip pages in his journal. It was filled with research into the arcane, mostly in warding circles. "I-I don’t want to be sick again,“ his quiet words were almost a whimper behind his mask, "I…I can’t, not again, I-I need you t-to fix it…”

Ellere worked her hands against the clasps and buckles of his armor, easing him out piece by piece. She watched the way the golden light formed again along his back, then found them resting on his journal. The symbols clicking suddenly to what she had seen that day in the infirmary, as well as that day in Blackbrush. “The marks on your back? Something is wrong with them?”

He looked to her, a bit of a wild look in his eyes, and then nodded again, finding the repetitive bob of his head easier than speaking confirmation aloud. He began to peel back the darkened leather to expose his scrawny torso.

There lay the scarred runes of his shoulders and back. Sections of them showed signs of fading. In the place of the missing lines, visible golden aether sparked between the runes, akin to arcs of electricity. He continued to wince, his shoulders and back occasionally flinching, and the soulstone continued its calm pulse against his chest.

He found the page that matched the pattern on his back, and he tapped it several times in panicked indication. “C-carve it,” he pleaded, looking back up at her with those frantic eyes.

Ellere moved to finally stand, a hand half moving as if it might have touched the scars. She turned her eyes to the book as he brought her attention down, and then her eyes found his. “Gods…”

{ @hithren }