so you wanna be a writer

as you might have heard, the bbc just axed never mind the buzzcocks. now i dunno about you but that was my favourite show on that whole network and i feel that losing it is gonna be maybe the worst thing to happen to british tv since moffat took over doctor who as head writer, so if y’all don’t wanna see it disappear please sign and share this petition!

anonymous asked:

hey! just wanna say that you're by far the best writer in the tayvin ship, your writing style is flawless and it flows! do you plan to write a multi chapter history or are you gonna stick to one shots? xx

YOU ARE SO NICE THANK YOU <333 and i actually do have an idea for a multi chaptered story, it’d be one where they weren’f famous though? im gonna keep writng oneshots, but i want to venture into this one story i have in my head xx

atruehiro asked:

*gently drops url and flees*

*gasps* no come back

my opinion on; 

character in general: Noodle child must be protected at all costs! Hiro is just way cool to me. I don’t really know how to describe it, I just get how he feels. Maybe because we were the same age when the movie came out, and the fact that I’m going to an early college high school thing next year just made me relate. College campuses are so scary! Whenever I see him I just really wanna hug him and just pet his hair no baby don’t cry ilysm 
how they play them: Serena is an AWESOME Hiro. She often says she fears she doesn’t portray him well because of their differences, but she really does play him so well! And hey, if you’re so different, it just means you are a great writer/actress B)
the mun: Serena is one of those people I want to meet IRL. She sounds super amazing and she is soo sweet. When I was first creating this blog, I asked her for advice, and her reply is still in my inbox because it gives me courage to go out there and have fun! 

do i;

follow them: I believe she was the first roleplay blog I followed, back in December after I first saw BH6.
rp with them: *sobs* I haven’t yet
want to rp with them: YEESSS I’m just. must hide, senpai is comign- 
ship their character with mine: Yyeess? I adore fluffy brocon tbqh. *hides behind desk* it’s just so cute~ (And of course this applies to both romance and platonic)

what is my;

overall opinion: YES GOOD A++ quality. Serena is an EPIC Hiro and like the nicest person on the planet for being so patient. She’s one of those people that I just want to live a long, happy life because she makes others so happy ;-; Go follow her!

atruehiro ewe

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

🐦Sex/Smut Post 🐝

this post is for all you curious/horny/5sos smut readers!

SMUT

(SMUT WRITERS)

TO SEE MY SMUT WRITING RECS, CLICK HERE.

SEX 

1. (PORN BLOGS)

2. (PORN VIDEO BLOGS)

and obviously pornhub is also a great option! it features a category tab so you can find what you’re looking for!

3. (TIPS AND HELP- creds to arkhamscumslut)

Know Your Anatomy

Arousal

Masturbation

The G-Spot

Orgasm and Ejaculation

Tips and Techniques

Virginity

Birth Control

Condoms

anonymous asked:

Hi, I just wanna say, you deserve Taylor follow and every single person saying how awesome you are! Your fics are the best! Your writing is amazing, we can feel what is writer! So, congrats, you deserve that and much more!!

awww thank you this is so sweet! honestly, everyone on here is the absolute best. you are so kind, thank you thank you xx

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it for money or
fame,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don’t do it.
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.
if you’re trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.


if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you’re not ready.

don’t be like so many writers,
don’t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don’t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don’t add to that.
don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

—  So You Want To Be A Writer
Charles Bukowski (1920 - 1994)

anonymous asked:

3. “we got into a really heated wii tennis match at the rec center and now i wanna bang you”

Wow was this one fun to write - I’ve never done a party-esque college AU before, and I have definitely been missing out! So thanks for inspiring this :) 


Clarke stared down the rowdy crowd, eyes scanning them triumphantly as she dared an opponent to rise. Based on what she saw in front of her, she felt pretty safe resting on her laurels. All of bros and biddies of the throng were sufficiently drunk on the free beer, warm weather, and the near taste of summer freedom that only her college’s Greek Row Springfest weekend could brew up, and no one seemed brave, or even alert enough, to challenge her for the crown.

“Anybody? Anybody daring enough to take on the reigning Wii Tennis champion?” Raven shouted into a megaphone, shit-eating grin on her face. “C’mon, she’s not as scary as she looks. I promise, I live with her—well, she’s kinda terrifying when she has her avocado-banana-oatmeal-whatever facemask on. Then she looks like the Hulk. But seriously—somebody’s gotta stop her! Otherwise she’ll be insufferable, and like I said, I live with her, so someone save me—”

“Somebody save me from you getting your hands on a megaphone!” Clarke yelled back, an equally pleased grin on her face.

“Zip it, Griffin,” Raven barked. “Unless you want photos of your alter-ego Hulk self surfacing on Facebook.”

Clarke rolled her eyes as the crowd cheered at the banter between her and her co-president. Those photos were going nowhere near Facebook, that much she knew. Raven was all bark and no bite (okay, maybe a little bit of bite), or so Clarke had learned almost immediately when they had been roomed together their first year in Alpha Rho Kappa. Between Raven’s passionate drive and her cool own logic, they had taken the sorority by storm, making it one of the most popular ones in Mt. Weather University’s Greek system in record time. They now were serving in their second year as co-presidents; it was their last year as well, considering they were graduating in two weeks.

Two weeks. Clarke felt her smile slip just the slightest, because she didn’t really want to think about how her best friend was moving halfway across the country to go for a PhD in engineering at MIT while she’d be staying in California for medical school. They had two weeks left, and one of those weeks would be spent holed up in the library for finals, so really there was just one left.  

One week, seven days, god knows how many hours (too few, that Clarke did know) to spend wrapping up what had been a whirlwind four years. Embarrassingly, Clarke’s eyes began to sting, and she forcefully widened her smile, not wanting to burst into tears in front of all of Greek row. The smile froze on her face, however, when she realized that Raven was finally pointing to the solitary volunteer who was brave (read: arrogant, stupid, annoying) enough to take up the Wii Tennis challenge against her.

“Absolutely not!” Clarke yelled, scowling at Raven as her familiar (too familiar) opponent vaulted onto the stage, a smirk on his face. She was convinced Bellamy Blake—the ass who was her little’s older brother and also a masters student in history at Mt. Weather—didn’t know how to smile, just smirk, at least in her presence (she’d seen evidence to the contrary in the million pictures of him in O’s room, but she usually ignored that fact, and especially right now.)

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THE PROJECT NAME HAS BEEN CHOSEN. And will be revealed soon.

Signup cut offs are this coming Sunday, so if you wanna join in, let us know! And if you’ve already told us you were gonna help out, make sure you let us know what genre you would like to do. Here is our list:

Artists: amhura/ straylilcatcrys-sketchblog/ starmuse15/ articianne/ sammmtacular/ mo-pies/ msmakorra/ aer-dna/ kaiayame/ 777greywolf/ spirits35/ coowwe/ grandmamako/ theimpenetrablecity/ temple-secrets/ dinopwnt/ baezula/ theelementofloosechange/ theo-oface/ fullmetal-dipshit/ magiesheartlove/ agentkorracosmicrosyprincessfirstdove15sadbabyosbornluxastrorum/ everlastinginnerlight 

Writers: bulletproofteacup/ metalbendrs/ chkamuniverse/ ebonynightwriter/ why-so-sidious/ makosrightarm/ dreamerofpisces/ thepenguinsledder/ @kibakhmaru/ nailsbyzai/ firebabezuko/ objectivemistress/ makos-lightningrod/ fireferretfuzzies/ wuhtuhfuq/ legendaryqueenkorra/ lordmomo-of-themomodynasty/ @iwillhaveamoonbase/ lariren-shadow/ makorrasgotnoshitstogive/ steinbecks/ blue-eyed-korra/ lady-bakealot/ blazingstarininkyblackness/ ribbon-couture/ britsihbabiezzz/ firelord-leo-valdez/ zukoscar/ makorralin

If you’ve already let us know what you wanna do, then you’re set. If not, then just let us know when you’re ready.

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Aftermath ( chapter 8 ) (Completed) & its sequel I’m Still Here (WIP) 
by deliriumbubbles and jwmelmoth

“I think I can manage…” Kurt pinched the flat handle with the tips of his fingers and stabbed a piece of potato then angled it up towards his mouth. It was awkward, but at least it didn’t hurt. “If you don’t mind my taking three hours to eat.”
- - - - - - 
I have no words. These are both so so amazing! Aftermath is heartbreaking and I just wanna hug Kurt and never let go. The sequel “I’m Still Here” gives me too many feelings. Jwmelmoth and Deliriumbubbles are wonderful writers and the glee writers should have taken lessons from those two. 
If you haven’t had the chance to read these yet, you definitely should! Because like I said, a-ma-zing! Though read the warnings and there’s some Klaine in Aftermath, but it’s not Klaine-friendly.

WE DID IT!

After moving blogs and three months back on the horse full-time, I’ve finally reached 500 followers - and counting! I don’t wanna pull a Sally Field on you guys, but I’m honestly so touched that there are so many people who like what I do enough to follow me and let me goof around on their dashboards. It really is because of my followers that I keep going.

So, I put together a little follow forever list to promote and acknowledge the writers who I love now, have always loved, and hope to interact with in the future. Thanks for all you do!

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anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could do a super cute reader x Murphy imagine based off of Shut Up and Dance by Walk The Moon? You're such a great writer!

Thank you! (I love this song so much)

Fuckboy Murphy au.


Clarke had booked a band for the school dance instead of the regular DJ, and the band were quite the hit. Most of the students were on the dance floor, jumping around and dancing together in front of the stage.

You were sitting at your group’s table with John Murphy, Bellamy’s best friend and your biggest rival. The two of you had been in some sort of competition for years, always trying to one-up another by making stupid dares and bets. You were sort of friends, but you’d never admit it. It was weird, but you had enjoyed spending the majority of the night sitting at the table with him rather than go dance with your friends, the two of you constantly bickering and poking fun of each other.

“Hey,” Murphy leans close to you, mumbling in your ear. You look over at him, eyes flickering down and back up again. Murphy looked good tonight, he’d worn a suit for the occasion and his hair was perfectly slicked back. And when he leaned over to you, shoulder pressing into yours, you noticed that his aftershave smelt really nice too. The boy scrubbed up well.

“Look at that.” Murphy nods towards Bellamy as he approaches Clarke on the side of the dance floor, nervously playing with his fingers as he says something to her. You glance up at them, watching as Clarke raises her eyebrows at whatever he’s saying to her. “He’s asking her to dance, isn’t he?” Murphy guesses.

“She’s gonna say no.” You reply immediately, glancing back at Murphy. He turns his head and smirks at you, his eyes lighting up a little. His eyes were really, really blue…

“I bet you she says yes.” He grins, looking at you expectantly.

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So, I’m pretty green to Tumblr RP, but I’ve met some pretty understanding, amazing writers along the way & I just wanna thank the majority of you for offering up a constant flow of inspiration and positive encouragement ( even those not listed ).

THE COLLABORATORS.

krovavyyvdova, chlorokinesiis, romxnov, warlikelady, imprxssme, experiiiment, nachzehrerr, widowbite, pxrfectdeath, infernxl, darkpatriotism, nocturnix, hxwlett, markpuckermannn.

CURRENTLY ADMIRING.

soniicscream, elcmentary, slavicshadcw, wehaveorders, atrvpos, clawswithnopaws, patriotiism, ofdiablo, rexthebait, deathbypool, reactored, ruinaa, agentxthirteenx, drippingredledgers.

I’m kind of getting sick of Caroline ships.  Like all this drama, and the Steroline shippers are coming after Klaroline shippers, and the Klaroline shippers go after Steroline shippers, and the Carenzo tag just isn’t. Fucking. Active.

So I think I’m gonna write some solo Caroline fics where she goes out and fucks the world up and becomes the amaze-balls powerhouse she was meant to be.  And possibly some crack ships.  

So, if you wanna bask in the Caroline love, come here and I will help you.  Because at the end of the day I don’t care about her ships, I just want my beauty queen vampire to set the world on fire.

On Black Characters

You people wanna rant and rave and demand more characters be arbitrarily made black but then you don’t wanna support black characters that ALREADY exist.

You all wanna act like its some fucking injustice that Donald Glover isn’t going to play Spider-Man over some white kid but then you don’t wanna do shit to make sure originally black characters get the exposure and respect they deserve.

Support characters like Luke Cage, Blue Marvel, Black Panther, Storm, Static (who’s comic got fucking cancelled because no one bought it), Vixen, Black Lightning, Steel, Monica Rambeau and Miles Morales, and those are just off the top of my head. Imagine all the less popular characters that you all refuse to acknowledge exist.

Support black video game heroes. Support more black artists. Black writers.

You all just wanna sit back on your asses and not make any change so you can act all indignant and sit on your fucking high horses.

Stop wasting everyone’s time.

Either be an agent of change and do your part or shut the fuck up.