sorry for my blog this week

anonymous asked:

Could you recommend some fairy tail blogs??

Sure! 


Writers:

@siriusly-random, @smile-lifegoeson, @doublepasse, @wildrhov, @amehanaaa, @inconsistent-igloo, @msmanga14, @akiko-natsuko, @chiyala, @chikach00, @unashamed-shipper, @fairytails-nakama, @proudtobeaginger, @celestialspiritqueen, @stopnatsu, @superfreakerz, @fresh-princess-is-here


Artists (drawing, edits, colorings):

@leons-7, @taleen777, @zelkams-art, @geghanush, @arya-aiedail, @keiid, @ayumichi-me, @hinamiblr, @sorcerer-weekly@khaoticvex, @constellunaa, @selenba, @arikafd, @fainttwinkling, @ayumichidarkside, @neeseeart, @charuzu2712, @stardresss, @kagomenesan, @tamilucky-mlleserena, @nanakoblaze, @becausewhenyoupracticeyouimprove, @semi-o, @summylise, @lucy-nalu-72, @naludoujins, @ft-aesthetic, @wendychuu, @piratedrabbles, @bellling, @arthadg, @natsu-ninja, @unisonraidd, @zippi44, @chikacreations, @ccrispy, @snow-fragments, @miss-zei


Other awesome FT blogs:

@icedragonprincess@nalus-the-name-canons-the-aim, @iluvfairytail, @envinxx, @galaxia-blade@fairytail-dragneel, @nalu-week, @gratsu-week, @thedragneellucy, @nalu-fluff-week, @natsuu-dragneel, @nalufan101, @idontknowhowtousethisfuck, @fairy-couples, @beaxnalu, @mysticalpolicetyrant, @pishae, @truedreamchasing, @foodyandmoody, @natsusluce, @lenaa-chwann


Please add more if you feel someone should be mentioned!!!

Sorry it’s been taking so long guys. I wanted the blog to come back from the two week hiatus with a bang, so this part is extra tedious to work on. On top of work, and with my dad being in the hospital due to esophagus cancer, I haven’t been able to push myself harder with it. It should be done at least by the end of this week but who knows.

jeez im sorry for just posting again haha this blog isn’t dead. i’ve just been really sick for two weeks and wasn’t able to draw while im lying on my death bed (ノ*゚ー゚)ノ

anyway, have this draft of these adorable OCs, Milo and Charlie. ☆ i hope the resolution doesn’t suck much. i tried.

I just want to apologize. I’m sorry. This blog hasn’t been active for 2 weeks. One reason is that I’m just lazy but there is another. I just need to take my time to actually write Sailorsworld because this is no casual ask blog, there is a plot! 

I have many plans and i’m very excited to share them! I will try and update tomorrow but in the meantime, I want to try and develop characters and write things decently! I’m sure you guys will like them! 

But I hope you can understand the inactivity! Again, I’m sorry. See ya tomorrow I hope! 

Quiddsies (Newsies/Hogwarts AU)  Chapter 1:

Hey guys! I’ve decided to throw together a short fic to celebrate Newsies being released! If you’ve been following me the past week, you’d know that I’ve been throwing together a Quidditch Newsies Au (Quiddsies was the best name I cam up with, I’m so sorry). If you need a little character background, check out my blog! But for now, here’s chapter 1!


    Jack was known to be a bit of a troublemaker, but being called to the headmaster’s office the first day of school was a new record for him. Seeing Wiesel was never the highlight of his day, and this little meeting he had arranged was causing all of the teachers and underclassmen to give him knowing looks. Of course Jack Kelly would get called down on the first day of school. So much for putting his best foot forward for his seventh year.

    He turned to corner only to find Wiesel’s door still closed. Jack would’ve figured that he should just walk in if it had not been for a lanky Ravenclaw boy standing patiently by the entrance with a book in his hand. Jack rose his eyebrow in confusion and scanned the area before starting up a conversation,” What, were you called down too? I didn’t know that Ravenclaws got into trouble.”

    The boy looked up from his scripture with a polite sense of what Jack could only assume was fear,” We don’t,” He stated defensively,” I’m assuming that Headmaster Wiesel called me down to talk to me about my duties as prefect this year,” He pointed to the shiny badge Jack hadn’t noticed before,” Maybe he’s giving us an explanation together?”

    Jack choked out a laugh,” Me? As a prefect? I think I’d be the last person they’d choose.”

    “Oh, I dunno about that, Jackie,” Said boy visibly brightened when he turned to see his favorite Hufflepuff hobbling down the hall,” If you took school as seriously as you took quidditch, the Gryffindor house would be in great shape!”

Jack and Crutchie went way back. It had been Crutchie’s first year going to Hogwarts, and he was so nervous that he didn’t notice that his pet rat had escaped. The creature somehow ended up in Jack’s compartment, so he gave the first year his pet back and welcomed him to sit with him. To say the two hit it off would be an understatement.

Crutchie turned to the Ravenclaw and sent him a warm grin,” Heya Davey! I hear you’re captain this year! Congrats!”

    The Gryffindor did a double take as he looked from his best friend to this Davey kid,” Oh, you gotta be kidding me. This kid is the new Ravenclaw captain?”

    “He’s Sarah’s little brother,” His redheaded friend pointed out,” I hear he’s pretty good at coming up with strategies.”

    “Thanks Crutchie,” Davey sent the Hufflepuff small smile before turning back to Jack. His brow was furrowed as he observed him, his confused look only dissipating because it had transformed into anger,” Hold on, I know who you are! You’re Jack Kelly! You’re the kid that dated my sister three years ago!”

    Jack felt his stomach dropped as he was forced to relive the stupid decisions fourth year Jack had made. He was a co-captain that year and was head over heels for the new Ravenclaw Captain, a pretty girl who was great at her craft. They had flirted a little bit back and forth until he finally asked her on a date to Hogsmeade. Things went really well for a month, but Jack had closed up in fear of getting too attached. It was a decision he regretted to this day,” Yeah…that was me…”

    Crutchie, sensing his best friend’s discomfort, changed the subject,” So why do you think we’re all here?”

    “Don’t look at me, Davey’s the Ravenclaw,” Jack nudged said boy,” Think up an answer.”

    “Well, isn’t it obvious?” When he was met with the two boys’ blank stares, Davey sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose,” We’re all captains this year. It probably has something to do with Quidditch.”

    Jack ran a hand through his curly brown hair and thought through the boy’s theory,” If that was true, wouldn’t the Slytherin Captain be here too?”

    “Oh, I’ve been here,” The three boys practically jumped out of their skins when they were met with the sight of a Slytherin girl primly sitting on the bench on the opposite wall,” Headmaster Wiesel wanted me to come ten minutes early, but it looks like he didn’t hold up his end of the bargain,” She tilted her head towards the still closed door and frowned,” If I have to miss my lunch for this, I’m going to send in a formal complaint.”

    While neither Jack nor Davey seemed to recognize the girl, Crutchie’s face lit up with another smile,” Heya Katherine! I didn’t know you were Captain this year!”

    “Jordan nominated me,” She replied proudly,” He said he admired my work ethic and the way I still played through the game last year when that bludger broke my arm.”

Davey’s eyes widened, his curiosity grabbing a hold of him,” Hold on, you won that game last year! How on earth did they let you keep playing if you broke your arm?”

She glowed with pride as she explained the event,” The referee didn’t seem to take notice of my injury, so I continued to play through the game. It was only after Slytherin had won that I finally went to the hospital wing.”

    Suddenly, Jack knew exactly who this girl was. He was brought back to the week before during his mother, Medda’s, show. He had climbed up into the private box to keep the pretty girl company, and while she had given him quite the cold shoulder, something about her drew him in. What were the odds that she was not only a wizard like him, but also a quidditch player? Jack felt a grin sneak it’s way onto his face,” A girl captain on the Slytherin team? That’s pretty impressive, seeing that they usually don’t even let girls on the team.”

    Katherine pursed her lips at his comment,” Is that sarcasm, Mr. Kelly?”

    “Nah, I just think that girls who play quidditch are hot.”

    “You think that anyone who plays quidditch is hot,” Crutchie joked, earning an elbow to the side from his friend. Davey snorted in agreement, but didn’t speak up.

    Either she didn’t hear Crutchie’s comment or decided to ignore it, because Katherine turned her attention back to the matter at hand,” So, does the administration have a meeting with all of the captains every year, or is this something new?”

    Jack frowned and shook his head,” I’ve been captain three years now, and this has never happened.”

    Before they could ponder what the circumstances of their get together was, the door opened and headmaster Wiesel stepped forward,” Good afternoon, Mr. Morris, Mr. Jacobs, Miss Plumber, Mr. Kelly,” He opened the door to his office wider and waved them in,” Please find a seat.”

    “Afternoon to you too, Weasel,” Jack snickered, earning a glare from the Headmaster. To say the two didn’t get along well would be an understatement. It started off with Jack being a reckless first and second year, but one could argue that he was a kid and couldn’t know any better. However, the grudge that Wiesel seemed to hold against Jack held firm. He seemed to like getting the Gryffindor in trouble for the littlest things at this point, which only pushed Jack to annoy the man more. It was a lose lose situation that both were too stubborn to give up.

    Davey gave him a pointed look that warned Jack to shut up before he got them all in trouble, but Katherine beat him to commenting on it by grabbing him his tie and yanking him down to level to hiss,” If you ruin this for us, I’ll make you regret it.”

    Jack chuckled,” I didn’t know you were this forward, Ace.”

    She glared at him and pushed him into the office, following behind and closing the door. Crutchie had settled himself in one of the chairs and Davey, being the gentleman he was, had left the other one open for Katherine. She sent him a thankful smile, but waved for the Ravenclaw to take it. Jack didn’t seem to catch this exchange and took the seat for himself.

    Headmaster Wiesel sat himself down at his own chair and looked from one captain to the next, reading each of their curious expressions before finally speaking up,” I assume that you’ve all read the Daily Prophet as of late?” Jack and Crutchie shared blank looks with each other, Davey’s polite smile shifted into a frown, and Katherine’s face paled. Wiesel smirked,” Well, I’m sure that you can’t read, Mr. Kelly, but everybody else seems to be aware of the situation at hand.”

    “Hey, no need to get-” Crutchie nudged his friend before he said something he would regret later. Jack clenched his jaw in annoyance, but continued in a more civil manner,” I can read, thank you very much, but I don’t read the papes. Maybe if I was your age-” He received another elbow from Crutchie,”…Fine. What was in the papes?”

    “In light of an article written near the end of summer detailing just how dangerous Quidditch can be, Hogwarts has decided to place a brief ban on quidditch until the wizard court can decide whether or not to permanently terminate Quidditch-”

    He barely finished his sentence before the room exploded. Jack had shot up from his seat so fast that the chair he was sitting in tipped over, Crutchie’s jaw had dropped open so wide that a baseball could fit through it, and even the level-headed Davey had taken a few steps forward to protest,” Sir, you cannot make that decision without consulting us first-”

    “I can, and I already have,” Wiesel responded smugly,” It’s for the safety of the students-”

    The Headmaster was interrupted when Katherine quickly spun on her heel and hightailed it out of the room without a word to anyone. A tense silence finally settled over what was left of the group, prompting Jack to speak up,” Okay, that was a fun joke an’ all, but I think you’ve taken it too far.”

    “I assure you that this is no joke, Mr. Kelly,” Wiesel folded his hands neatly before looking at the clock on the wall,” But unfortunately, I must ask you to leave my office at this time. I have another meeting in a few minutes. Inform your teams and return to class before the end of lunch.”

    Crutchie shook his head in disbelief,” But that ain’t fair! I have kids who were really looking forward to playing!”

    Jack suddenly felt a pain of sympathy for his friend. Quidditch was one of the only things Crutchie could do that didn’t interfere with his leg, and he knew that a good portion of the Hufflepuff team were misfits in one way or another. He knew without a doubt that they’d be crushed when they heard the news,” Can’t you at least let us play in our freetime?”

    “That is out of the question.”

    “How? Are you saying that you’re banning flying altogether?!”

    Wiesel chose not to respond to Crutchie’s frantic question and waved the boys out,” I don’t like repeating myself. Get out or I’ll give you all detention.”

    Davey placed his hands on the boys’ shoulders,” Come on, there’s nothing we can do. Let’s get out before we get in trouble.”

    With the air of defeat, the three turned to exit the room. Could quidditch really be over? Why would they take it away? For Crutchie, Quidditch was the one thing that he could be normal at. Nobody thought of him as the lousy crip, but instead the amazing seeker that once ended a game within five minutes. For Davey, Quidditch was his chance to finally prove himself. As much as he loved Sarah, he wanted to make his own legacy. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t heard the rumors circulating about how he only recieved his position out of favoritism. This was supposed to be the year that he finally proved them wrong. For Jack, Quidditch was the only reason he was still in school. Quidditch captains of the past had taken Jack under their wing and taught him not only to stand up for himself, but for what he believed in.

    And there was no way in hell that he was going to let that be taken away.

    Jack turned on his heel and glared at the Headmaster, causing the other two boys to look at him in confusion,” This isn’t the last you’ll hear of this, Weasel. I’m not giving up until we’ve got Quidditch players back on the pitch.”

Hey everypony! Cookie Dough team here!

So, for the last few weeks, Flying Colors and I (Verdant Vigor) have been working on something special for Cookie Dough and the blog!

Please listen to the audio so that you can stay up to date on what is going on!

From the artist: Hey everyone, FlightbotJetwing here! Seriously sorry for all the delays, I was hoping to get back on my feet with this blog for a while and with other projects, job searching and caring for my godmother got in the way.

Job searching is the biggest pain ever since I moved during Hahcon a couple months ago. I have applied for many places but no luck. I am not giving up hope for this. :)

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Movie Night: ft. an angry teenage son who is done with his sappy gay dads (but still cares)

Sorry for not posting anything for some time! (it’s been weeks), but I’ve been pretty busy with a big move coming up (>_>)… Meanwhile my fanart blog has reached over 3,000 followers and I just want to thank you all for sticking around and sending all the encouraging comments! (It means so much to me ;_;)

 I hope you all enjoy some sloppy drawings of our loveable podium family and their floofy poodle.

(edit: had to make some changes for tumblr quality)

WHO DO THE SIGNS PARTNER WITH DURING A PROJECT?
  • Aries: Tries to partner up with the smartest kid in the class, but they get rejected so they end up partnering up with a friend.
  • Taurus: The smartest person in class.
  • Gemini: I hate to be THAT person, but they're going to partner with their other personality. PLEASE DON'T FIGHT ME, I CAN'T HANDLE TWO PEOPLE AT ONCE. (I LOVE GEMS, I'M TRASH)
  • Cancer: Their parents
  • Leo: Friends! Friends! And more friends!
  • Virgo: Death because they would literally rather die than work on a group project.
  • Libra: Their phone, their plan is to just wing everything and use the internet for suggestions and to pass time.
  • Scorpio: No one, we hate our peers and could do a better job on a project alone.
  • Sagittarius: Wants to partner with a friend, but will probably end up partnering with a random without a partner.
  • Capricorn: Whoever asks to be their partner first, unless they hate the first person who asks.
  • Aquarius: A friend and either completely fails the assignment or does an awesome job.
  • Pisces: With a close friend, but probably ends up hating them by the time the project is over.
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Fired! After years… years of hard work. And ass kissing. Oh God, I kissed so many different kinds of asses.

More Adrienette for the soul

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I.M IN BEAUTIFUL (ACOUSTIC VER.) M COUNTDOWN STAGE (170511).

mlaynelawson: Throwback to one of my (many) favorite photos from the TRP shoot in #Toronto a couple of weeks ago. I don’t think this was planned – the silent shutter was enabled on my camera and we were just talking. #inbetweentakes  [x]

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i don’t know it you know guys but there is a new really well made new blog dedicated for Dreamtale! it’s called: @dreamtale-au (by Joku). and tomorrow will be the anniversary! :D

i wanted post it tomorrow but i will be really busy so i have to post it today :’D.

Girl keep working you are awesome<3 i hope that everything will going better for you! sorry for horrible english<3 

more in those liks <3:

day 1 - day 2 - day 3 - day 4- day 5 - day 6 - day 7

xjustfandomx  asked:

Hi! So I always go to your blog when I need cheering up because it's so full of life and fun so I wanted to ask if you have any long fluffy pack fics with sterek just the pack sticking up for eachother I've had a rough time with my 'friends' this week and I just need some pack being close and loving thank you!

I’m so sorry about your friends. Hopefully things have gotten better. Either way here’s some pack as family fluff for you. - Anastasia

Originally posted by whatthehellbells

Feels Like Belonging by nan

(1/1 I 2,513 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles isn’t sure why all these werewolves think they have access to his bed. The explanation is just. Weird.

The Alpha by SereneCalamity

(1/1 I 2,683 I Explicit I Sterek)

People were sometimes to surprised when they realized who the Alpha of Beaconhills was.

They Were Pack by Shippings_galore

(1/1 I 3,544 I General I Sterek)

Stiles gets the new pack to go to prom. Lydia invites the old pack members (that we all miss and love), not telling him (or the new pack) that she had also invited a certain Sourwolf.

Building Blocks by Lisztful

(1/1 I 5,417 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles doesn’t exactly mean to start cleaning up after everybody, it’s just that, well, sometimes he thinks Derek turned them into actual animals.

hooked on (dangling by a yarn) by extantecstasy

(1/1 I 19,132 I Teen I Sterek)

One hundred days, ten scarves, one Christmas, and Stiles’ dormant magic has to ruin everything.

ladybugs by thepsychicclam

(1/1 I 20,273 I Explicit I Sterek)

It’s Saturday night, and Derek Hale is at Toys R Us. Shopping for Leapfrog games. If asked, it wasn’t exactly how he pictured his life. Or his Saturday nights.

In which Derek and Stiles have been married for ten years, have two kids, and are planning their five year old’s birthday party.

The Hale House of Mythical Creatures by Demimonde (Katherene)

(16/? I 38,224 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles is eight when his mom dies.

Stiles is eight when his dad drops him off on the Hale’s front porch and then leaves him there.

This is the story of a little lost Spark growing up in a place that might have been made for him all along.

Living With Lycanthropy by WhoNatural

(1/1 I 44,095 I Explicit I Sterek)

Wherein they both own bakeries, Stiles tries not to run his grandmother’s legacy into the ground, Laura wants to be a better alpha, and Derek can’t seem to get Stiles’ attention the regular way - so naturally, he accidentally initiates a prank war.

(Or, if Teen Wolf was more like Gilmore Girls, with everyone far too invested in whether the Hale boy and the Sheriff’s kid will work it out, and Laura Hale wrote a handbook for alpha werewolves.)

The Littlest Alpha by triedunture

(16/16 I 52,508 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek and Stiles have taken out the Alpha Pack and pretty much saved the world. Okay, the town. Okay, their remaining friends. But the Alphas left something behind: a baby. And this baby is an Alpha too. Derek is determined to take care of the abandoned child, and Stiles is stuck going along for the ride.

But Stiles doesn’t expect the ride to include seeing another side of Derek, or to find another way to say “family.”

Future Dreams by littlefrog1025

(14/14 I 74,773 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles accidentally summons he and Derek’s children from the future to the present.

between the click of the light and the start of the dream by thepsychicclam

(10/10 I 105,192 I Explicit I Sterek)

A twig snaps, and then Stiles hears breathing and the rustle of leaves. He strains to get a better glimpse into the darkness, but it’s pointless. There’s nothing but a black void.

It’s Stiles’ senior year, and he’s trying to concentrate on normal things - like the lacrosse championship, spring break, prom, graduation (and definitely not Derek) - when he starts having nightmares and waking up in the middle of nowhere. Oh yeah, and he’s being haunted by a hag. Great.

Lesbian literature and culture is notoriously difficult to find throughout history. Even at points in time where love between men (spiritual and physical) was considered the highest form of love, love between women was still often scorned mostly due to misogyny, and then later a mix of that and homophobia/lesbophobia. 

However, of course, not all lesbian culture has been lost or destroyed or otherwise unreachable. Some of the poems of Sappho (archaic Greek poet) are still around among other more obscure works. A couple of the works in a more obscure category are two love letters found written on a 12th century German manuscript. 

There are no full names listed, only single letters to remain anonymous to everyone but the lover. 

The first love letter is from “B” to “C”:

To C.–, who is sweeter than honey and the honeycomb,
B.– sends all the love that one can send to love.
O my unique and special one,
Why are you delaying so long in that far-off land?
Why do you want me to die, your one and only
Who loves you, as you know, with all her body and soul,
and who, like a hungry little bird,
Sighs for you at every hour and every moment?
For ever since I was cut off from your sweetest presence,
I have not wanted to hear or see anyone else but you;
Just as a turtledove, after she lost her husband,
Remains forever sitting on its barren twig,
So I lament without end
Until I once more can enjoy your faithfulness.
I look around and do not find my lover,
Nor anyone to console me with a word.
While I very happily
Review in my mind the sweetness
Of your conversations and your appearance,
I am oppressed with terrible pain,
For I find nothing like them now.
What should I compare to your love?
It is sweeter than honey or the honeycomb.
And compared to it, the luster of gold and silver are worthless.
What else can I say? In you are all sweetness and value.
Thus my spirit always languishes in your absence.
You have none of the poison of treachery;
You are sweeter than milk and honey.
You are singled out from the thousands;
I love you more than all the others;
You alone are my love and my desire;
You are the sweet refreshment of my soul.
There is no pleasure for me
Without you.
Everything that was pleasant with you
Is wearisome now and dreary without you.
And so, I wish to say that in all truth
That if I could pay my life for you, I would not hesitate
Because you are the only woman I have chosen with my heart.
Therefore, I always pray to God
That bitter death does not come to me
Before I enjoy the sight of you, so long desired and so dear.
Farewell. –
Have all my faith and love;
Accept what I have written and sent you
And my ever faithful spirit.

And the second, from “A” to “G”: 

To G, her one and only rose,
A.– sends the bond of precious love.
What strength have I that I may bear it,
That I may endure your absence?
Is my strength the strength of stones
That can wait for your return?
I never cease from aching, night and day,
Like someone missing a hand and foot.
Without you anything happy or delightful
Seems like mud trod underfoot.
Instead of rejoicing I weep;
My spirit never seems joyful.
When I remember the kisses you gave me,
The way you refreshed my little breasts with sweet words,
I would like to die
Since I cannot see you.
What should I, most wretched, do?
Where should I, most poor, turn?
O, if my body had been committed to earth
Until your longed-for return,
Or if I could go on a journey like Habakkuk,
So that just once I could come to where
I saw the face of my lover,
Then I would not care if I died that very hour.
For there is no one who has been born in the world
Who is so lovable and dear,
No one who without feigning
Loves me with so deep a love.
Therefore, I ache without end
Until I am allowed to see you.
According to one wise man, the worst misery
Is to be far from someone one cannot live without.
As long as the world endures,
You will never be blotted out from my heart’s care.
Why do I linger with so many words?
Come back, my sweet love!
Don’t put off your journey any longer.
Know that I can no longer endure your absence.
Farewell–
Remember me.

(if you’re looking for sources, you can find many on your own; however, a specific text source is The Penguin Book of Homosexual Verse by Stephen Coote c.1983/86, which includes these poems as well as works from Sappho, Shakespeare, Michelangelo, and many more.)