tag started in anticipation of more

So while I didn’t take the right pictures to make any sort of formal tutorial for Lotor, I’ve been getting a lot of questions about my process and construction so I figured I would share some of my methods and patterns for anyone who might be looking for some direction for where to start with his (or his generals’!) costume. This costume took me about 2 months with about 55 hours of work put into it, so it’s a pretty involved process but I’ll do my best to cover everything. Let’s get started!

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Eeeyy, welcome to Lewis & Clark Month 2017!

I, uh, I’ll be honest: I don’t have a whole lot planned for this month, as I anticipate being quite busy. But for now, we’ll start with this, shall we?

(If these look familiar, it’s for good reason; there is also a good reason why I’m resurrecting this old art. >:3)

In Which Sophie is Introduced to the Rugby Club - DwarvenBeardSpores - Howl Series - Diana Wynne Jones [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Howl Series - Diana Wynne Jones, Howl’s Moving Castle - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sophie Hatter/Howl Pendragon
Characters: Sophie Hatter, Howl Pendragon, Calcifer (Howl Series), The Rugby Club
Additional Tags: Wales, Rugby, Alcohol, Swearing, Post-Canon

Howl takes Sophie to Wales to meet his friends and watch a game. They get drunk, and there is more magic than anticipated. Of course.

Hey so I finished a thing!!

And this post was what started me thinking, so @serafina-constantine here is Sophie meeting Howl’s Rugby friends. 

And @hmcbook I present drunk!Sophie for your inspection. 

Sasil Fanfiction Masterpost

Now that Season 2 has started – and I’m anticipating more Sasil stories coming down the pike – I thought I would compile all fanfiction I’ve done for this ship, in the hope of making it easier to find for anyone who’s interested.

A Beautiful Thing (ficlet collection; individual stories are tagged on Tumblr under #lafiametta answers prompts, but the whole set can be found on AO3)

Secret Couple Sasil (somewhere between 1x05 and 1x06):
Sally Ann and Hasil Netflix and chill
Sally Ann runs into Hasil’s arms
Sally Ann teaches Hasil how to write his name
Sally Ann and Hasil have a nap
Sally Ann talks about her new boyfriend

Sasil Goes Up the Mountain:
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Sasil at Naomi’s House (somewhere between 1x09 and 1x11):
Sally Ann and Hasil visit the big city
Hasil takes a shower
Sally Ann and Hasil take a bath together
Hasil takes care of Sally Ann during that time of the month

Within the Show’s Narrative:
Hasil thinks about Sally Ann after their first meeting (within 1x01)
Hasil finds Sally Ann at Naomi’s house (following 1x06)
Hasil and Sally Ann spend the night at Butch’s place (between 2x04 and 2x05)

Moonshiners (Great Depression AU)
Hasil and Sally Ann meet as children

Under the Skin (one-shot; written early in the first season and based on the idea of Hasil getting a new tattoo)

Courting (one-shot; set between 1x02 and 1x03 where Hasil and Sally Ann make plans for their date)

Home (one-shot; co-written with the lovely @lilithenaltum and set during the “missing” scenes in 1x09)

Eight Winters Gone (multi-chapter WIP; AU set eight years after the end of Season 1 when Sally Ann reappears in Blackburg with her daughter)

The Laws of Chemistry (multi-chapter WIP; Sasil high school AU)

Trick or Treat (one-shot; Sally Ann and Hasil celebrate Halloween in some alternate universe where 1x11 through 1x13 never happened)

@ all the anti-otayuri people AGE OF CONSENT IS FUCKING 16

( ik hes 15 but birthdays are a thing. didnt want to start a ship war. contemplated deleting but its more popular than anticipated. deleted the tags tho.)
Race x Pregnant! Teen reader headcanons

Warnings: Teen pregnancy and miscarriage

A/N: this is a sensitive topic. If you’re not comfortable with reading this I completely understand

Tags: @inglorious-imagines @more-newsies-please @gutlessahren @fandomdrabbled @joyismycenter @bandgeeknewsie


•You and Race are both in high school

•And one day you’re a few days late for your period

•And you kind of just shrug it off

•Because who’s period is always on time right??

•But by the time you’re a week late you start to get worried

•So you took a pregnancy test just to be sure

•And after moments of anticipation the test read positive

•So you took 3 more and they all said the same thing


•You started freaking about because you’re only 17 and you’re still in high school and how are you supposed to tell Race and what if he leaves??

•You took a deep breath and decided to go to bed to calm you down

•The next morning you felt terrible

•You were throwing up a lot

•So you decided to stay home

•After about 7 hours you heard the door to your room open

•And there stood Race with a concerned look on his face

•”Where were you? I was so worried”

•You reluctantly got up from your bed and decided to tell him now because he’s already here

•”Race listen I need to tell you something”

•”you’re not breaking up with me are you?”

•”No i-i’m pregnant”

•With those words Race’s face turned from worried to shocked

•”a-are you sure?”

•”Yes I took 3 pregnancy tests and they all said positive”

•Race got up and started pacing the room

•You started crying because of hormones and because you thought he was going to leave or yell at you or something

•He sat back down and pulled you into his chest and rubbed your back

•”I’m never going to leave. This is our child and i’m going to take care of it. I’m not going to be like my father and just leave i’m going to be there for you and the baby I swear”

•And that just made you cry even more

•Because he’s 👏🏻 so 👏🏻sweet

•Over the course of the next 3 months he helped you through everything you two were so excited

•One day you had a doctor’s appointment just to check in and see how everything was

•The doctor went to talk to a nurse with a worried look on his face

•And you knew that something was wrong

•The doctor came back to the room and explained to you that you had a miscarriage

•Your heart just shattered

•You looked at Race and saw him with tears in his eyes as he kneeled down next to you

•He stroked your hair as you two hugged each other both of you crying

•”I-It’s all my fault”

•”No it’s not princess shhh”

•You two will never forget the love you shared with that baby

Desus Saves, But We Don’t 2k17

Attention all Desus writers (and any shipmates who’d like to give fic writing a try),

A few of us are organizing a friendly little competition to get some new fics out there during this long, long hiatus. We’d like you to join us. The gist of the competition is:

Write the saddest fucking Desus fic you can imagine. Make your beta cry. Make yourself cry. Then submit it by June 30th for anonymous inclusion in an AO3 collection and make the rest of us cry, too.

The saddest fic wins.

Originally posted by workingsofmymiind

We’re still working out the details about how we’ll judge the winner. Because we want to ensure that judging is as objective as possible, we’re going to try to put newbies on equal footing with the veteran fic writers who have tons of subscribers already. For that reason, @abigailht will collect the submissions via email and upload them in random order in an AO3 fic. Everyone who contributes will be tagged as a co-author.

Voting will be some kind of anonymous poll, and after the winner has been announced we’ll add the authors’ names to their fics. (We won’t publish the number of votes, so don’t worry about “losing,” we’ll just crown the biggest heartbreaker!)

Desus Saves, But We Don’t 2017: Rules

1) The fic can be any length or rating.
2) To keep everything anonymous, the fic cannot be a sequel, prequel, or AU to an existing work.
3) The only hard rule for content is no non-con/dub-con fics. Otherwise, anything goes.
4) When you submit the fic to Abi, you will need to list potential trigger warnings for her to include on the AO3 post. While we don’t anticipate having to do this, we reserve the right to pull a fic if we think it’s too disturbing.

Message me or @abigailht​ for more details. Again, the deadline is June 30th. Go buy some tissues, folks.

Originally posted by the-things-she-said

PLEASE feel free to reblog even if you don’t want to participate!! And send it along to anyone who might like to try. I’ll start tagging some writers in the comments, help me out in case I miss anyone :)


I’ve updated my commissions page. Dragons only, with some exceptions to reptilian animals based on individual review. Simple backgrounds include natural scenery, but no man made structures.

What I need from you:

  • References, so I know what the dragon looks like. If it’s an OC and you have a whole tag of them on your blog, just send me the link to that.
  • An option from the above images. If you wanted something in particular like a customary option, I’ll see what I can do. However, prices may vary at that point.
  • Payment! I’ll send an invoice through paypal.

I will draw:

  • Dragons
  • Vore, if you ask nicely and I can be sure I can do it, and if I’m comfortable with what you ask for.
  • Limited gore/blood

I will not draw:

  • Other fetish artwork
  • NSFW
  • Complicated mechanical designs


Since I don’t want to overload myself, I’m keeping this open for a couple of projects at a time. Please check my blog’s description @dragonvortex to see if slots are open. Even if they’re both closed, you can still send me a message and we can work the idea out, but don’t expect me to start on it until I get through with the current ones.


  • If you need more examples of my work, check my tags such as style: sketch, style: lineart, and style: acrylic.
  • Prices are subject to change, but I will make an update if that happens. Also, any price agreed on won’t be affected later on by any price changes.
  • Prices may vary! All things considered they will most likely be the prices stated above, but this is just in case a drawing is expected to be more difficult than anticipated, such as overly complex designs or more than one dragon. Whatever price I give you once you give me references and an option above before I start is the done deal, though. After a decision is made, that’ll be the final amount.
  • I have the right to refuse any drawing you ask. Sometimes it’s because I don’t feel I’ll live up to your expectations. Sometimes it’s because I just don’t feel like drawing that particular thing.
  • Keep in mind I have class with a heavy workload, so I may not be able to get your drawing to you quickly. I also don’t want to rush through and make a mess of it for you.
  • No refunds unless I can’t for some reason complete your commission and you’ve already sent the money. I will offer substitutions or refund you the money in full, but only in that circumstance.
  • Cancellations/modifications in your request after I’ve started on the piece may result in additional charges.
  • All artwork I produce is not to be misused, such as claiming it as your own artwork, sold, edited, reposted on other sites, etc. without my permission. I will post it on my blog with an @ mentioning your url so you can reblog it from here (although there may be some exceptions). If you do wish to post it on other sites, please consult with me first.

Payment Method:

Paypal. Once we get everything situated with what you want, I’ll send you an invoice, so please provide me with your Paypal-affiliated email so I can send it to you. I may send you WIPs to see if I’m going in the right direction, but you must pay the invoice in full before I can send you the final product. Tips are appreciated, but not necessary.

Failure to comply with the above guidelines gives me the right to refuse service to you.

The Other (Bucky x Reader) Part 21

Summary: Being a mutant with abilities is difficult enough, without having all this soulmate business to deal with in addition. Y/N meets hers in the least expectant place, but isn’t necessarily as thrilled as he’d hoped. However, a drastic turn of events require them to go to desperate measures to preserve what little they have.

Chapter List


Part Twenty One


You looked up from your book. About a week had passed since your surgery, and you were feeling significantly better. You felt a lot more comfortable, and a lot calmer than you had before.

“Yes, James?”

He tentatively sat down on the couch beside you.

“Uh… where are the others?”

“Gone to bed, I think. Speaking of which, I should probably start following suit. It’s been-”

“Can we talk?”

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Hey! The most anticipated oofuri ship week is finally approaching in one more week! That’s right, rarepair week! This week consists of any ship, and I mean any ship, that isn’t solely comprised of Abe+Mihashi or Tajima+Hanai! Hell, you can even do crossovers if you want! Go crazy from August 6th - August 12th

Early works are being accepted starting today though, so feel free to start getting excited already! Just make sure your post is tagged appropriately (i.e. trigger warnings, nsfw, etc) and has the tag #oofurishipweeks in the first 5 tags so we can find it! Unfortunately, Tumblr sucks as usual though so some posts don’t show up, so if your post isn’t reblogged feel free to send us an ask about it!

Before all that though, you need to know a few things so you can start preparing. Such as, the prompts.

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Good morning, everybody!! I’d like to thank you all for following me and being patient while I move blogs since it’s taking a bit longer than I had anticipated. The next couple days are going to be rather busy for me, and I still want to finalize my tags here before I start trying to write again, but even with just moving blogs I already feel WORLDS more comfortable and my muse coming back, so I’ll be tossing up a starter call and taking up my old drafts here soon!! Hope you all have a good day!

anonymous asked:

I don't understand what happened with the whole dashcon thing like wtf happened

u can go into the dashcon tag to learn more but basically here’s the gist of it

  • there was a tumblr-themed convention (not endorsed by tumblr) that was being held this weekend in chicago (i think??)
  • it was centered around the superwholock fandoms and was basically a huge embarrassing shitfest
  • the dashcon people expected 3,000-7,000 people to show up but apparently less than 1,000 did lmao
  • the con was being run by a bunch of teenagers and like one adult with a vague hospitality management background and was destined to fail from the start BUT!!!! we didn’t anticipate actually how much it would fuck up
  • so apart from the convention being a bunch of screaming 13-15 yr olds running around and being obnoxious, it featured classic panels such as “bdsm 101”, “english men with….. cheekbones”, “can you knot? (exploring a/b/o dynamics)”, “demon hunting in stilettos”, “dramatic fanfiction readings”, and “finding homoerotic subtext”. these are 100% real. google them.
  • the dashcon people hyped up this bounce house and ball pit room as like the main attraction of the con and it was literally a children’s inflatable pool filled with plastic balls sitting in the middle of this huge, empty room with like 5 homestuck cosplayers sitting in it. and apparently someone pissed in it.
  • and it gets more fucked up
  • so on the first night of the convention, the dashcon people pulled everyone out of the panels and had them gather in this big room and basically started crying about how the con would get shut down if they didn’t raise $17,000 within the next half hour
  • and since tumblr is tumblr, and tumblr is embarrassing and dumb, they donated the money
  • it was basically a huge scam bc it was all done through paypal and the con promised to refund all of the money but literally what they did was pass around a piece of paper and have people write down their email and how much they donated. that’s it.
  • it was just a sketchy deal in general because in order to host a convention like this, you have to pay the hotel/venue well in advance. the sudden need for $17,000 is really sketchy and their explanation was even sketchier.
  • so basically they provided this “letter”, which looks incredibly fake and has 90% of the text blacked out, from the “hotel” basically saying that they need $17k or the con would be shut down. 
  • it looked like someone opened a microsoft word template and wrote “marriot” at the top and somehow thought that it would look legit
  • and then they started crying about how the hotel was discriminating against them because of their fandoms and blah blah fucking blah basically they played that up for sympathy and somehow the idiots on this website fell for it
  • and as if that wasn’t enough drama and sketchiness, the welcome to night vale people were scheduled to do a panel, and it was basically the main panel of the entire con, and they straight up walked out because the dashcon people couldn’t pay them. and then the dashcon people had the audacity to call them con artists.
  • and apparently they were letting underage people into 18+ panels but idk if that was ever confirmed
  • but yeah that’s it i think?? it was basically sketchy as fuck and i wouldn’t be surprised if it ended up being 100% a scam
  • like there was something similar that happened in florida kind of recently where someone staged a fake con and charged everything to paypal and promised that all of this awesome shit would happen, but it didn’t, and the guy who did it basically got away with over $50,000 and hasn’t faced legal action bc the disputes couldn’t be settled over paypal
  • so this would definitely not be the first time that this sort of thing happened
Pregnant- TW preference


  • One of them is your brother and they found out one of the others got you pregnant

Warning: bit of cursing and feels. hehehe

A/N: i am very sorry for not including Scott in this one but i honestly ran out of ideas. 


Thankfully no one had noticed the change in your behavior, or the two pounds you had gained. Well no one besides Isaac, who already knew.

You had followed your brother Scott , because you sensed he was in trouble and Isaac had followed you. About halfway through you realized Isaac was following you and after scolding him, you allowed him to tag along. Not that he gave you much of a choice anyway.

You reached an old storage place and found Scott arguing with another pack. Their violent intentions were more than obvious so you had to step in the way.  You three started fighting the other werewolves, and as soon as you thought they were down, Their alpha, along with another twelve of them appeared.

They formed a circle around you , and waited in anticipation . You Scott and Isaac had your claws ready , breathing heavily from the previous fight.

‘’I’ll give you a choice. McCalls, and …ginger one…’’ their alpha said causing Isaac to growl.

‘’give me the claws and we’ll let you go…’’ he demanded. You turned to Scott so as to ask what claws but then you noticed he was holding a bag.

‘’TALIA’S CLAWS ? YOU HAVE TALIA’S CLAWS?’’ you asked and he shrugged his shoulders.

‘’think wisely. You are outnumbered….there is only three of you.’’ The alpha said.

‘’four of us’’ Scott whispered , with furrowed brows.

‘’what ?’’ one of the betas said.

You turned to look at Scott and then Isaac.

‘’there are four of us, four heartbeats, why are there for of us ?’’ Scott asked with wide eyes, ignoring the obvious answer and looking around.

He shut his eyes  trying to locate the sound, and when he re-opened them his gaze was focused on your stomach.

‘’I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU !’’ he turned to Isaac with a fist than Isaac managed to catch in mid-air,

‘’Scott !’’ you yelled.

‘’Um…can we go back to the part where we are surrounding you to kill you ?’’ the alpha said but Scott raised a finger in the air.

‘’just a sec’’ he said to the alpha as he walked closer to Isaac.

Scott kicked Isaac, and punched his stomach.

‘’you’’ punch ‘’ fucking’’ kick ‘’ got ‘’ head bump ‘’ her ‘’ punch ‘’ pregnant !’’ growl

Isaac was not fighting back. He was allowing Scott to react taking each and every strike.

‘’Scott THAT’S ENOUGH ! Scott stop ! ‘’ you tried yelling.

‘’can we please just kill you ?’’ the alpha whined.

‘’ OH YOU WON’T HAVE TO !’’ Scott yelled, pulling his claws at Isaac. You were pushed by Scott aside so as not to interrupt, and were thrown between tow female betas.

‘’boys huh ?’’ you asked them.

‘’ I know. This is exactly how my brother reacted when I got my nipples and vag pierced..’’ one of them said and you awkwardly pulled away, rubbing your shoulder,

‘’um..guys..can we …stop ?’’ you said to Scott and Isaac.


‘’But the baby is…this is exactly about- ugh whatever..’’ you said seeing it was vain. Scott kept punching and hitting Isaac.

‘’right. Let’s just..let’s go home.’’ Their alpha said and as you focused on trying to prevent Scott from hurting Isaac any further you heard the alpha mumble before disappearing.

‘’what happened to the good guys ? this is how good villains go to waste.’’




The pack had gathered at Derek’s place, and though you and Derek were arguing about whether or not you should let them know you are pregnant, The rest of them had pulled out some old video game. It was team Scott and Stiles, Versus Isaac and Liam, Versus Kira, Lydia and Malia. Peter was just on the couch drinking beer, and Christ was scolding Isaac for his terrible moves.

‘’I think we have to tell them. It’s becoming obvious !’’ you said sticking the fabric of your dress to your stomach. Derek placed a hand on your belly and looked into your eyes.

‘’Isaac is going to kill me…’’ he mumbled.

‘’you’re not afraid of him are you ?’’ you raised an eyebrow.

‘’ugh fine., But you’ll do the talking’’ he said and you nodded smiling. You entered the living room and saw the mess that was your pack. Liam was on Isaac , while Chris was shaking their shoulders, Scott and Stiles had tangled their feet. Lydia , Malia and Kira were surprisingly winning, and Peter was burping to all of them.

‘’ehem..’’ you coughed.

‘’we’d like to talk to you for a minute…’’ you said but they ignored you.

‘’EHEM GUYS ?’’ you said louder.

‘’HEY !’’ you yelled but nothing. Then Derek unplugged the TV and the room was filled with groans and whines and burps They all turned to look at Derek.

‘’what ? blame y/n not me ‘ he said pointing at you.

‘’oh I feel the support’’ you mumbled and turned to look at the pack.

‘’right. I’ll skip the boring intro…’’ you sighed placing a hand on your stomach.

‘’she’s pregnant’’ Derek blurred out and your jaw dropped . You scanned at all of them searching for a reaction. Isaac, your brother got up and re-plugged the tv.

‘’YAY !’’ the all cheered and returned to their game as if you hadn’t just told them you were expecting.

‘’wait.. why aren’t you shocked ? surprised at least ? and why aren’t you fighting Derek ?’’ you asked Isaac and the rest of them. But then Derek approached you.

‘’I think..they already…’’


‘’You knew ?!?!!? How ?’’ you asked. Chris paused the game and everyone turned to look at you.

‘’well maybe it’s because you’ve grown fatter…’’ Peter said.

‘’or the fact that you don’t drink, that you avoid stairs, that you vomit all the time, that we can hear the second heartbeat or that Derek told us a few nights ago when he got high on wolfsbane.’’ Peter added.

‘’YOU WHAT ?’’ you turned to Derek.

‘’I WHAT ?’’ he said in the same tone , unable to remember.

‘’well, congratulations Derek…again. ‘’ Stiles mumbled.

Peter raised his beer.

‘’oh and Y/N ! good luck getting that puppy out of you’’ he said.

‘’we are not introducing him as uncle Peter..’’ you pouted at Derek.

‘’right he can be the weird neighbor. Or the obsessive mail man that

Lives in our house…’’ Derek smiled at you.



With the benefactor  and everyone’s names on the list, including yours. There was no better time than now. When the pack discovered that Peter had , even subconsciously been the cause for the death pool they were discussing the various ways with which they would get rid of him.

‘’Or give him to the Calaveras.’’ Your brother Stiles suggested. Right this was it.

‘’shut up everyone’’ you said. But there was no reaction. They knew about yor relationship with Peter though they refused to see it as such. They considered it a ‘’casual sex ‘’ thing but it wasn’t true. You were in love with Peter, and when he said he was as well you could only hope he meant it.

‘’nobody is giving anyone to anyone !’’ you yelled.

‘’oh you watch us !’’ Derek shook his head causing his neck to make a sound.

‘’I’M PREGNANT’’ you blurred out and everyone paused. Peter, who was speechless, not because he didn’t know, but because he did not expect you to announce it , held your hand tightly.

‘’WHAT ?’’ Stiles said dropping the bat he was holding.

‘’you heard me. And I’m keeping it.’ you said taking a step back to be closer to Peter.

‘’I’M CALLING THE CALAVERAS.’’ Scott said while Stiles just stared at the two of you.

‘’Look..’’ Peter decided to talk.

‘’I know I haven’t been exactly …friendly towards you-

‘’FRIENDLY ?’’ Stiles asked.

‘’yes..’’ Peter said.


‘’alright you’ll be excused from Easter gifts to the baby…’’ Peter said and Stiles tried to punch him , but let’s face it. Peter was stronger.

‘’You think it’s a good time to be sarcastic ? I’m gonna burry you alive in a mountain ash coffin, and grow fucking wolfsbane around it’’ Stiles yelled and Derek stepped forwards to calm him down but Stile shook him off.

‘’you got things wrong…’’ you whispered and everyone turned their attention to you.

‘’this isn’t about asking permition. It’s about letting you know/.I was stupid enough to believe that part of you would be happy for me…’’ you said.

‘’HAPPY ? Y/N ? He is a psychopath !’’

‘’and the father of my child. I don’t need your judgemen Stiles, I’ve been having that my whole life. I am keeping this baby, Peter is the father and if he wishes to be that to my child then so be it. But I don’t need you to act like my mother. Because you’re not !’’ You blurred out and Peter squeezed your hand.

‘’that’s right I’m not. I can’t be, but if she ..if she could see what was going on right now I can reassure you she would be on my side. ‘’

‘’if she was here, there would be no sides. ‘’ you said walking away with Peter.



The toughest part was telling Scott.

‘’rock paper scissors ! ‘’ you both said in unison in front of Scott who was losing his patience.

‘’just tell me !’’ he said with crossed hands. You had invited him over, but once he actually came , shit got real and none of you could buckle up and tell him.

‘’you do it., You’re the man !’’ you protested poking at Stiles’ shoulder. He gulped and looked at Scott.

‘’am I ?’’ he whispered taking a deep breath.

‘’sooo…’’ he begun.

‘’sooo ?’’ Scott motioned his hands.

‘’you know the biology lesson. The one with the reproductive system..’’

‘’OH MY GOD’’ you blurred out sighing.

‘’yes….’’ Scott said.

‘’well you know the chapter after it ?’’ Stiles asked and Scott tried to recall.

‘’un believable ‘’ you mumbled.

‘’right. Hmm. Look. When two people are in love-

‘’STILES ! ‘’ Scott said pissed at the fact that you were confusing him.

‘’STILES PLANTED A BABY IN ME !’’ you yelled . Stiles brought his hands behind his neck scratching it nervously.

‘’no…’’ Scott whispered.

‘’apparently.. yes..’’ you smiled hopefully.

Scott shut his eyes in concentration.

‘’have you two idiots never heard of condoms ?’’ he questioned.

‘’Scott !’’ you said and he opened his eyes sighing. He got up from the couch that he had been sitting and started approaching you.

You hid behind Stiles thinking this was the end and you heard Stiles praying in soft whispers.

‘’YOU BLOODY IDIOTS!’’ Scott yelled and violently pulled you into a hug. He squeezed you so much you’d thought you’d die.

‘’so you’re okay with this ?’’ Stiles asked him.

‘’not entirely. But you’re telling mom..’’ he said to you and you smiled kindly.



Being a Hale  wasn’t easy. And not because your relation to Peter or Derek made thing intolerable, but because your relationship with Liam had to remain a secret.

You loved Liam with all your heart and therefore you couldn’t bare the thought of them hurting him. You told him you were pregnant as soon as you found out yourself, and you were the happiest you had ever been. That was until the bump started to show. The bigger your belly got, the more you avoided your brother and Derek begun wondering on your daily absence.

One day you visited Liam, intending to discuss on the matter. You knocked on the door and though you knew , or rather you could hear he was inside , he refused to open.

‘’DUNBAR ?’’ you yelled but nothing.

‘’it’s cold out here..’’ you lied knowing he would respond to the thought of you getting cold. The door swung open, but the figure behind it turned and walked inside before you could see him properly

‘’Liam ?’’ you questioned. He did not respond he just went straight into the kitchen and you followed him. His back, the only thing you could see, seemed tensed as he poured himself a glass of water.

‘’baby what’s wrong ?’’ you asked and he turned for the first time in the past 5 minutes to look at your. His lower lip was cut, his jaw was bruised and his cheekbones a little bit of both. Blood had been cleaned from the wounds but the damage was still visible what pained you was the fact that you could recognize the claw marks, and you could also imagine how much worse he must’ve looked hours ago, since now he had started healing.

‘’I’ll kill him.’’ You blurred out rubbing his cheek. Liam firmly grabbed your hand.

‘’it wasn’t his fault.’’ He told you distancing himself. You placed your hand on his shoulder.

‘’what ?’’ you asked.

‘’ I told him about the baby…’’ Liam said and your eyes widened.

‘’Oh god ! what were you thinking..?’’

‘’he deserved to know…’’ he said sitting on the couch and you joined him.

‘’yes , but going there on your own. Derek could have killed you…’’ you said not really meaning it.

‘’naah, he just got mad at the fact that you didn’t tell him earlier and then said something about condoms. But other than that I think he took it pretty good. ‘’ he smiled at you and you hugged him.

‘’I love you.’’ You whispered and he leaned down to kiss your stomach causing you to giggle.

❝Something evil’s lurking from the dark
Under the moonlight
You see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream
But terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze
As horror looks you right between your eyes
You’re paralyzed❞

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Thank You Earpers

In June I wrote something about the Earper fandom and tagged it with #EarpYourFandom. Five months later it feels like a follow up is needed because so much has changed and everything and feels bigger. There’s no way what I originally wrote could even begin to cover how much this little fandom that could has come to mean to me. A lot of Earpers have already heard the story of the traveling banner so I won’t retell it here. What I will say, is the #EarpYourFandom tweet was my first real venture into the fandom. I’d been a fan of the show basically from the beginning and had started taking my first tentative steps to being an active and engaged Earper, but when I tagged that tweet I was still more admiring spectator than participant. I did not anticipate my tweet would be chosen, but it was and it changed so much. It’s almost funny now to think about how overwhelmed I was that first time Earper kindness was trained on me. Most of the night I just hid behind the obscurity of my screen as Earpers did what they do best; they were supportive, kind & welcoming. But even as I was lying low that night I still ended up connecting with a lot of fans and it was the final inspiration I needed to go all in on being an Earper. The rest, as they say, is history.

Being part of the Earper community has meant more to me than I ever could have guessed and in ways I never saw coming. The way this fandom can make you feel seen and valued is like nothing else. There’s a warmth that makes you want to be your best self and live up to the expectations and examples of Emily, the cast and every Earper who pops up on your TL. On days when the world feels mean, uninterested or disempowering the constant stream of humor, compassion & empathy is a big deal, I’d say vital.

A lot of that I knew and felt even before I was as active as I am today. Every word of what I wrote in that first tweet was as true then as it is now. What took me by surprise was the specific ways this fandom has changed me and come to my rescue without ever knowing that’s what they were doing. First, let me fill in some context about myself. I realized I wasn’t straight later than some, around 30 actually, and then it took some time after that to start identifying as bisexual. If I’m being honest the slow process of figuring out how I identified always felt more like an “oh yeah, that makes sense’ thing than anything else. It took me a while to start asking myself those questions, but once I did that part felt comfortable. Telling people, however, was a different story and I just never really did, at least not other than to a few friends if it was relevant to the conversation. I didn’t feel like I was necessarily hiding anything and I am lucky enough that I never doubted that my family would be anything but supportive. It’s just for other unrelated reasons I can be really uncomfortable with any attention, positive or not. I even get uncomfortable when someone notices I’ve changed my hair and says something nice (I know, I know, I’m working on it). Plus, my experience with people trying to be supportive has often involved a lot of emotional labor on my part to attend to their needs and it can be exhausting. So the idea of having to start a conversation about myself that meant self-disclosure and disrupting the status quo still made me anxious even if I knew it would be a positive response.

But this summer I found this little online community with no expectations or preconceptions of me. Where if any assumptions were made at all, it was that you were not straight. It was fun, never demanding, and I got to skip the self-disclosure part that had always stressed me out. I got to be me in all the different ways that mattered without having to feel like anything I said was more revealing than saying I liked blue eyes. I didn’t know until I was part of this fandom that it was even a thing that I needed. I didn’t know how much heteronormativity and assumptions about heterosexuality were weighing on me until Earpers gave me a chance to feel something else. This weight was lifted that I didn’t even know I was carrying because I’d grown accustomed to how heavy it was. I felt at ease when I was engaging with other Earpers in a way I rarely did with even some of my closest friends. It’s one thing to hear other people talk about that feeling and understand it intellectually. It’s a completely different thing to believe it for yourself and feel that tightness that has been a part of you as long as you can remember melt away. The process of figuring out how I identified had been an iterative one, this was more of an aha moment. I knew that I needed to make a change in the rest of my life too. I needed to stop carrying that weight altogether and not just when I was on Twitter. So, I told my mom, my dad, and my brother. I told more friends and have been more free with what I say regardless of what that might reveal to people one way or another. I’d lived for a while internally sure of who I was and thought that was enough. I didn’t know how much energy it took or how much stress it caused just to stay quiet. Realizing that through being an Earper changed my life. And let me be clear about this, as much as I love the show and I love WayHaught, it was the fandom that gave me the courage and self-compassion to let go of my anxiety and idiosyncrasies and step fully into the person I wish I’d been since I was about 30 and first started asking myself some really important questions.

This fandom and this season of Wynonna Earp also came along when I needed it most and rescued me from myself. The last two years have been some of the most challenging of my adult life. Without getting into details, a confluence of events conspired in ways that ran straight through all my resilience and wore me down more ruthlessly than I’d ever experienced before, and yeah, I’m including three years of chemotherapy as a kid. I fell into familiar self-protective habits as well as a habit of trying to protect others from feeling burdened by me. The darker I felt the less I reached out, which of course was just more isolating and made things feel more fraught. I was never suicidal, but it was still scary to feel myself shut down and withdraw. Most of that confluence of events were professional in nature and by the time the #EarpYourFandom tweet came along all the confidence I’d spent eight years building had been ground away. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to describe that feeling of being both numb or hallow and still extremely fragile, but plenty of people know exactly what I’m talking about without me having to explain it. Little bits of myself seemed to be falling away, like my creativity and curiosity. Or more often, I was actively trying to shut down things like drive and ambitions out of a sense of self-preservation.

Then something happened. Wynonna Earp season two had a story about Nicole’s professional frustration and that meant interviews with Emily and Kat about being women with ambition and celebrating it. Hearing what they said started to nudge me out of the toxic head space I was in (Dom’s interview with Bonnie and Kevin on the podcast played an important part in that too). It was just enough to get me to start fighting for those parts of myself I was losing. It was enough so that I embraced the inspiration I felt after 2x05 and I did something I hadn’t done in 10 years. I wrote about that inspiration, shared it, and Earpers responded.

They connected with me about it and my community grew again, just like it did after the #EarpYourFandom giveaway. They offered sincere support and kind words because sharing things with Earpers is always safe and always kind. Emily even saw it and said it was her favorite thing she’d seen written about the pregnancy reveal. For a moment, because of the way Earpers are invested in each other and support each other I felt like myself again. It didn’t make it any less scary but the Earpers and Emily made it such a positive experience that I knew it was worth the risk. So, I did it again the next week, and the week after that, and for the rest of the season. Each time I shared something I was scared and to this day I fight off all sorts of self-criticisms and doubt, but each time I connected with more Earpers and they helped me reclaim, bit by bit, that confidence I’d let slip away. Nothing will top Emily calling what I wrote about 2x10 sublime, but the reason I kept writing is that Earpers encouraged me to and said what I had to say was worth sharing. They gave me a place to start and it made all the difference. Between the inspiration the second season offered and the support that Earpers offered I rediscovered a passion I thought I had left behind and I’ve kept writing, even about things other than Wynonna Earp. At some point toward the end of the season, I connected (through an Earper of course) with Scifilocker and started writing for them. Within the course of five months, I went from having given up on writing years ago to doing it regularly and publicly. More than that, five months ago I had more or less given up on myself. For the first time in my life, I was ready to just give up. Today I am finding my voice again, even redefining it, and the catalyst for all that was the Earper fandom.

Every day is a work in progress. Recovering from the last two year is a process and a slow one sometimes. It’s not something that can or should happen just because I’m an Earper. But, I can say without hesitation that this group of quirky, funny, compassionate, messy, passionate, welcoming human beings started it. They made it possible. How do you even begin to thank people for that? How do I thank this community for helping me out of one of the darkest times of my life just by being themselves? How do I thank them for letting me be me and creating space to see what it meant to fully live all the different parts of my identity? For being strangers that are always kind to me and give me so many opportunities to practice kindness myself? I don’t think it’s possible to find those words, or at least I’m not a talented enough writer to do it (yet). But every day, even though I won’t meet most of them in person for five more months, I know how lucky I am that my random little #EarpYourFandom tweet was chosen and I decided to take a chance.

So thank you Earpers. Thanks to the Earpers I talk to every day and build what amounts to virtual improve through long random threads. Thanks to the Earpers who I don’t talk to very often but see pop up in my TL and inspire me or make me laugh. Thanks to Bridget for showing me that you could be a serious writer and write about the things that give you joy. Thanks to Emily and the cast for leading with kindness and compassion and caring about all the Wynonna Earp fans. Thanks to every single Earper I have yet to meet, I can’t wait to get to know you too. I’m a different person because I’m a part of this fandom, I’m better for it. No matter how much I love our little shit show, nothing will ever compare to how much I love being an Earper.

Anonymous asked: Do you have any fics that are after ep 2x18 to post 2x20 ? 😌 tnx 

Canon compliant fics that cover this specific span of time are actually a bit more difficult to find than I had anticipated. The majority of the fics that I could find diverge from canon,  some more than others. However, here’s what I am able to recommend based on your request. 

Let me start with those I have already recced. For fics directly related to Episodes 18, 19, and 20 (including post-20), you can use the Episode-Based Tags on the Tags Index page. When I find fics that fit into elements that are present / events that take place in multiple episodes, I tag them as such. Based on my own quick search, here are a few that might fit what you’re looking for:

In terms of those I have not recced, there’s the Let’s Work Together, But Apart series by LoveMeThatsAllIAskOfYou. It consists of nine interconnected canon divergent one-shots that slightly re-imagine the events from 2x18 to 2x20 and could potentially fit your request. I’ve already posted the rec for Part #9, but I will post the others throughout the day today. Here are their A03 links in the meantime:

  1. Don’t Walk Away from Me
  2. Fret Not, My Darling
  3. She Is With You, Isn’t She?
  4. You Are Playing With Fire
  5. Bring It On
  6. Don’t Let Go
  7. I Can’t Feel Him
  8. The Party’s Not Over
  9. What I Love About You

I hope at least a few of those fit what you were looking for! Happy reading!

We Are Family

Honestly speaking, the last thing I expected was for that snippet to get as much love as it has, honestly thank you all so much for that, it means so much!!!

Seeing as though people are actually interested in it, which is shocking enough in itself, I’ll continue it!!!

@ashcanvas you mentioned being tagged in a second part 🙈

It was mere minutes later that his brother landed in the thicket, surveying him and the girl clutched in his arms with quiet interest. 

“I see you go more on our father than I had anticipated, little brother.” 

That bastard. 

“Don’t start, Sesshomaru.” He warned, stooping to lift the girl into his arms entirely, ensuring her soft human flesh wasn’t pricked by any of his armour. 

“Ah but of course,” his older brother drawled, surveying one clawed hand in amusement, “why start when you seem to have already finished?” 

“Really?” Inuyasha scoffed, glaring at Sesshomaru when he only smirked in response. 

“Where did you find a human woman in her undergarments, Inuyasha?” Sesshomaru asked, his eyes flicking down to the human in curiosity. “She most definitely did not seek you out, what with you looking the way you do.” 

Recognizing yet another snidely delivered insult, Inuyasha growled at his brother, making to shove him with his shoulder. Had Sesshomaru not slid out of the way in the nick of time, he would have sent him to the floor for sure. 

“She said she was lost, from some place that’s gotta be real far away.” 

His heart clenched uncomfortably as he gazed down into her face, lines of worry etched across it even in unconsciousness. 

“Did she mention what this place is called?” Sesshomaru asked, a resigned note entering his voice. He knew then that his brother had realized what he had thought earlier. Their father would make them help her. 

“Something like Tokyo, never seen it on any of the old man’s maps.” Inuyasha said, feeling uneasy when Sesshomaru didn’t speak for a long while. Finally he shook his head, signalling that he, too, had no knowledge of such a place.

“Well hell, what are we going to do with her now?” 

Sesshomaru gave a long sigh, fixing the girl in his arms with a displeased stare that, for some reason made his blood boil, before moving back in the direction of home. 

“We take her with us, surely father will find something to do with her. You, better than anyone, know how he likes to help the weak and useless.” 

The parting words, thrown over his brother’s shoulder as he took to the skies again, were meant to be a jab designed to draw him into a spar that would end in their father scolding them both and demanding to know who had started the fight. Sesshomaru could then gleefully point in Inuyasha’s direction and watch as he took the brunt of their father’s displeasure. 

Well, not this time. 

“I sure do, Sesshomaru,” he called after him, knowing the other demon could still hear him, “I mean, Father has kept you at home for so long, he must have a soft spot for the useless.”

Grinning to himself, Inuyasha watched his brother freeze for a moment as he fought against the temptation to return to the forest and pummel him. Logic won out however, and Sesshomaru continued on his way home, leaving Inuyasha carrying the human female at a normal pace, taking care not to jostle her too much. She looked exhausted at it was, and when she awoke in a demon’s den, she wouldn’t feel any better, he was sure. 

He was still gloating over his having gotten the last word with Sesshomaru when he arrived home with her, but one look at his smug looking sibling, who seemed to have been waiting for him, filled him with the deepest sense of dread.

“Brother, you’ve returned have you? Mother has been waiting so very long for you.” 

“You son of a bitch, what the hell did you do?!” Inuyasha demanded, fear gripping his heart at the sheer pleasure on Sesshomaru’s face. Sesshomaru’s happiness could only mean somebody else was about to suffer badly. 


He turned, tightening his hold on the woman in his arms instinctively and watched in acute horror as his mother came hurrying down the steps of the keep, followed by none other than the Inu No Taisho himself. 

“What is this, Inuyasha?” His father demanded, folding his arms across his broad chest and staring down at him with a harsh frown on his face. Suddenly, Inuyasha felt as if he wasn’t a full grown man anymore but a child who had knocked his father’s ink pot over and was now being duly chastised. 

“Sesshomaru tells us you’ve taken a … lover.” His mother’s voice lowered to a scandalized whisper as she hid behind one of her voluminous sleeves, even as her gaze screamed her displeasure at him. 

“A WHAT?!” He yelped, quickly glancing down at the woman nestled against his chest. 

“And to think you bring her here after a rendezvous, let the woman dress herself at least.” Izayoi continued, shaking her head in shame even as she turned back towards her husband. 

“Mother! Father!” Inuyasha interrupted, frowning at both of his parents who looked ready to have his head. He caught Sesshomaru’s eye from behind them and was struck by the urge to bash his brother’s head in when he had the audacity to smile at him. 

“She is not my lover! I found her in the woods, lost. Apparently, the girl went a lot farther from home than she realized because her village is nowhere close to here. She fainted and I brought her back here to help her!” 

Izayoi’s face immediately melted into a wide smile as she turned to smack her husband’s chest lightly. 

“Didn’t I tell you, dearest? That our Inuyasha could never do such a thing.” 

The narrowing of his eyes the only response he thought wise to give his wife, Touga fixed his attention on his younger boy again. 

He had known that Inuyasha wouldn’t have taken a lover. The story had come from Sesshomaru for starters, the boy was as good as a pathological liar, and Inuyasha was… awkward. It was a damn shame neither of his boys had inherited his talent with women, and he didn’t have a daughter to inherit it either. 

But the fact that his son had chosen to bring the girl back with him spoke volumes. The fact that he had chosen to try and help her at all. 

“Sesshomaru.” Touga called, and his elder son appeared at his side almost immediately. “Take the girl from Inuyasha  and have her set up in a guest chamber. When she awakens, I will see what is to be done regarding her return.” 

He could see that Sesshomaru wanted to argue, casting a dark glance in the human girl’s direction before he moved to take her from his younger brother. 

Inuyasha’s reaction confirmed Touga’s suspicions. He growled, taking a step backwards from his older brother and tucking the girl closer to him. 

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, Sesshomaru. I got her.” 

His eyes searched for his father’s, an unspoken plea present there that melted his heart. Inuyasha was his baby, after all. 

“You may set her up in her chamber, Inuyasha.” He allowed, watching as his son immediately hurried up into the keep, calling for a servant to ready the guest chamber closest to his own. 

Something was brewing here, and Touga would see that he got to the bottom of it.