this is how the internet works right

Hey, all!  Amy here and feel free to skip this, but I noticed a huge thing going around with fanfiction writers and fanfiction readers. Kinda throwing arrows at one another over mistakes and how they should be addressed.

Okay, first off: stop.  Ew.  It’s gross. Y’all are big boys and girls and y’all can act like it.  You don’t need to attack each other at the knees behind the safety of your screens.

Secondly:  there are points on both sides.  People who write have a right to be proud of their work and can choose not to accept criticism.  On the other hand, people who read and absorb the work have the right as well to point out mistakes they noticed if it’s meant to be helpful.

So how can people interact civilly when it comes to fanfiction and it’s accompanying critiques? By following a few internet rules, plain and simple.  No, I’m not gonna tell you to forgive and forget or just roll over and let the other person have their way.  That’s not what you do IRL and that’s not what you do online either.  Instead, both persons have a series of rules to follow in order to try and make the most of their experience.

Originally posted by m-blunicorn

FOR THE WRITERS:

I start with you because you’re the ones who have poured your heart and soul into this baby. And I get it, I do.  When you spend hours and hours slaving over your baby, going over the idea thousands of times in your head, trying to get the idea on paper, and trying to make it look good, then oh heck to the yes it’s your baby and you’re gonna defend it to the death.  I expect that and that’s okay.  What’s not okay is when it interferes with your ability to check in with the situation and see if they actually meant harm, so here are a few rules I’ve started to use over my years of fanfiction writing:

  1. Read the entire comment for content.  This is a bitter pill to take, especially if they sound condescending or snarky.  I’ve run into a few of them, and they’re never pleasant to deal with, but some of them have good ideas.  Try to filter out the junk of the comment and get to the meat of it all.  (I’ll get to what to do if there’s no meat later)
  2. Take a break from the comment when you get angry. And chances are that if it’s an unsolicited comment, you’re going to get angry.  This is your baby and you’ve worked hard on it.  If the crtiquer isn’t at least taking that into account, you may even get furious.  Get up and walk away.  They do not deserve your wrath.
  3. Decide for yourself if they have a point. Most critiquers tend to leave their comments because they’re trying to help in their own (somewhat obnoxious) way. If they’ve got a point, thank them, but also try to express if the critique was delivered well.  If it was, tell them so they can help more people. If not, tell them so they can work on it.  IF THEY DO NOT HAVE ANY POINT AT ALL AND ARE JUST BEING RUDE, get rid of it.  They’re not worth your time.
  4. Respond or toss.  This is up to you.  If they had content that was actually useful, then they were being helpful like they were trying to be.  If they had content and it wasn’t useful, it’s up to you what to do.  If they had zero content in their critique or it wasn’t relevant at all, skip it.  They’re not worth your time.

I actually formed these rules after an encounter with a critiquer who was completely neutral in tone, blurted my mistakes for the world to see, and essentially made me feel like the absolute worst writer in the world.  They weren’t harsh, but their critique did hurt me, especially because I’d still just been starting out.

The first thing that happened was I got angry.  I was livid, furious.  Like, how dare they?  Couldn’t they just sit back and enjoy the story?  I spent a good week or so avoiding my fanfiction account just because I was so pissed off.  I ended up talking to my mom and she asked me if they had any points.  I think she was going for “if they don’t, then they’re not worth your time”, but they did. After that, I went back and tried to see it from their point of view.

Originally posted by geekylaugifs

Didn’t mean I suddenly wasn’t mad at them.  I was mad, but I also realized that they, in their own roundabout and hurtful (to me, who reads inflection into typed words and winces at every loud noise and criticism) way, were trying to help me.

I worked on it, and I don’t think they ever commented on my stuff again, but the people who already loved my stuff?  The people who said that my stuff was ‘cute’ or ‘genius’?  They loved it all the more!  The critiquer may not have stuck around, but those who did benefited.

(It really took me a long time to stop being angry at them.  Now I just kind of take a lesson from them.  As a fanfiction writer, and as a critiquer myself.)

Originally posted by trendinggifs

FOR THE CRITIQUER:

I’m saying this as someone who has pretty high standards for what I read.  I look into formatting, tenses, plot, characterization, spelling, and even comma usage!  These little things do actually bug me, and sometimes enough to the point of wanting to comment, but I’ve been on the other side of it and remember the frustration and the anger that can come from a wrongly worded comment, so there are a few rules that I’ve formulated in order to be the best critiquer I can be and help as many people as possible get as amazing as they can as a writer!

Note:  These rules are for critiquers who actually do want to help writers get better and improve the overall quality of internet written works. If you’re here because of some superiority complex, these rules may be difficult for you to follow.  I, however, encourage you to do your best and perhaps one day you’ll be a good critiquer.  *^_^*

  1. Find a way to figure out if the author even wants your critique.  One way to do this is to respectfully ask them.  Always open with a positive.  Something like “Hey, I liked ___ about your story, but I noticed something was a bit off. Can I give you a constructive critique?” Typically, an author would be happy to know you cared about their opinion, so this will go either one of two ways.  They will either (A) allow the critique and actually listen to what you have to say or (B) politely decline the offer.  This means they have made up their mind and you are to let it go.  The back button is a wonderful friend at this point.
  2. Follow the sandwich format.  This is a tried and true method for getting people to actually listen.  If you start in with the critique, the author will feel attacked and immediately get defensive.  Instead of wondering if you’ve got any point, they will find ways to contradict you and argue.  Instead, open with something you liked about the story.  There was a reason you read it all to the end, wasn’t there?  Mention that first (AND BE HONEST!  NO ONE LIKES SOMEONE WHO GIVES OUT FALSE COMPLIMENTS), and then get to the critique, or ‘meat’, of your critique.  When that’s done, exit with a thank-you for being willing to listen to your comments.  It takes a lot for a creator to listen to someone point out the flaws in their baby, even if they’re trying to learn.  Remember that you want this to be a positive interaction, not a demolition derby.
  3. No insults or other derogatory comments. Unless explicitly stated otherwise, the writer is trying their best.  Insulting them makes them less willing to hear you out, much less accept your comments and get better.
  4. No elevating yourself over them.  It’s a no-brainer.  You’re not there to school them, you’re there to help them.  Helping requires a serving mind, which puts their needs before your ego.
  5. Do not hound the author.  If they listen but don’t take your comments, you’re not allowed to harass them.  Most likely, they don’t see a point in your comment and have elected to ignore it. And that’s fine.  The point is that you managed to bring it to their attention once.  Maybe they’ll come back to it later, maybe not.  Either way, once your critique is given, it’s done.  Unless they come to you asking about it, your job is to pack up and vamoose, or simply to sit back and enjoy watching the rest of the story unfold.
  6. Make sure your comments are objective.  Like, if there’s a comma problem, tell them about it. If there’s verb tenses being messed up, inform them politely.  If person A didn’t get with person B, then you’re not critiquing.  That’s a matter of opinion and doesn’t belong in the critiquing category.
  7. Be respectful.  They’re going on a limb and listening to you, and it’s the author’s choice whether or not to continue the correspondence. You don’t have to ‘kiss up to them’ or ‘serve them’, but you have to make sure you’re not being a jerk and that all your comments are warranted.

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

I know there are a lot of rules, but critiquing is hard, especially with how a lot of people view them.  But you, the critiquer, ARE NOT EVIL.  You’re not the bad guy.  You’re not messed up.  You’re not ‘sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong’.  You’re human and you’re trying to be helpful.  These are just tips and tricks on how to go about it the right way and maximize your helpfulness.

Originally posted by hippie-janessa

FOR EVERYONE!!

The last thing I’ll say is that not everyone will follow these rules.  They will think they’re stupid or pandering or all-around dumb. Some people who claim to critique will continue to slander our good name by acting like holier-than-thou snits. Some people who write will continue to get outrageously angry for persons daring to say something went wrong.

Originally posted by blisteredblue

Here’s how to deal with them:

  1. Leave the computer.  Or the website, just for a bit.  Enjoy the sunshine, take a walk, talk with your best friend, eat some ice cream, go play.  See if it just blows over.  They don’t get to take away your happiness because they’re angry.
  2. Delete the hate.  When you’re good and happy, you can delete the hate mail, or maybe grab a friend to laugh at it.  But don’t respond to hate with anger.  As my good friend Warlord Okeer said, you shall inflict “the greatest insult an enemy can suffer. To be ignored.”
  3. If they chase you down in anger, block them. This is okay to do.  For fanfiction writers:  if they continue to pester you with their comments after you say ‘no thanks’, block their tails.  For fanfiction critiquers:  if they got angry over a critique you gave, provided that they said okay and provided that you followed the rules of critiquing, you’re allowed to block them. You did it right.  Don’t even stress.

And then there are the times where we forget to follow the rules and insult someone on accident. It happens.  If you realize you’re in the wrong, it’s just one rule.

  1. Apologize.  No, you don’t have to grovel for forgiveness, but understand that your actions may have hurt someone else and react accordingly.  If they won’t take it, at least make the promise to yourself to be better in the future.

And that’s it.  I know it seems like a lot to swallow, but it all boils down to making sure your words are respectful, kind, and true.

Originally posted by fandomdeluxe

Tl;dr:  MAKE SURE YOUR WORDS ARE RESPECTFUL, KIND, AND TRUE!!

This is my new strategy for white people who ask "Do you work here?"

I can’t tell you how many nice (and not-so-nice) white women have walked up to me in a store to ask me where something is, how much something costs, or to otherwise find out information she should be getting from an employee who MUST BE ME because I am a brown person nearby on the salesfloor.  Nevermind whether I have on an overcoat, I’m wearing headphones, or I have a complete lack of nametag, apron, or company t-shirt, I still get asked all the time “Do you work here?”

Before, my standard response was to pause for just enough beats to make her uncomfortable and then say, “No I don’t.  What about me made you think I work here?  And please be specific.”  Face crack.  Every single time.

Thanks to a friend’s comment thread on the Internet, I have a new tactic.

Pretend you do work there!!  It’s brilliant.  Observe.

White Woman:  How much is this shirt?
Me:  The sign is right there.  Can you not read it?
White Woman:  I was just making sure to see if it was on sale.  No need to be rude.
Me: No need to be stupid.  The sign has the price.  The tag has the same price.  Therefore, that’s the price.  Why are you bothering me with this?
White Woman:  Well I never!  I need to speak to the manager!
Me:  Fine, so do I.  I don’t even like this store.
[we march to customer service]
White Woman:  I’d like you to fire this employee immediately.  He was SO RUDE and I’m going to take my business elsewhere unless he is fired right now!
Manager:  I don’t think –
White Woman:  [”I was told by Applecare” voice] YOU DON’T THINK!?  I’M CALLING CORPORATE!
Me:  And say what?  That a perfect stranger with no nametag, apron, company ID, or any other sign of being an employee was mean to you in a store?  Susan I don’t even work here.  I just felt like making you look like the ass you clearly are.  Have a nice day.

Like…I’m finna go shopping RIGHT NOW just to test it out.  I’ma put on my big obnoxious hipster headphones just so there’s no reason whatsoever someone would think I’d be on the clock, and I’ma casually walk through a store and just wait.  And I happen to be wearing black jeans and a black jacket, which is the unofficial NYC uniform of fast-fashion retail.  And H&M is like three blocks away too…

force of habit. 12x10 coda. deancas. (ao3)

“Is this something we’re doing now?” Cas asks. “Being honest about how we feel?”

Dean looks up from his beer to find Cas staring at him, one eyebrow raised in a way that’s decidedly snarky. There’s something in the steadiness of Cas’ gaze, though, in the tilt of his head, that tells Dean it was an actual question and he expects an honest answer.

He had felt good earlier, after giving up the charade and admitting he wasn’t angry. It had felt nice to have things out in the open. He had relaxed, had told himself he could be honest and things would be all right, that he wouldn’t scare Cas off. He had wondered, for a few minutes, why he always felt the need to reign himself in, to bury his care and his concern under a facade. He had asked himself why he still bothered.

Dean sees, now, that he had just talked himself into becoming complacent. As soon as the words are out of Cas’ mouth, Dean’s heart suddenly starts doing double time. Ah, right, he thinks. That’s why. This is why he had changed the subject earlier, when Cas had made it clear he would die for them.

Dean still has limits that Cas seems uniquely excellent at pushing him to. He isn’t doing it on purpose, Dean thinks. It’s one of those human things he never quite got the hang of. Cas has always stood a little too close, stared a little too long. He’s always said things that unsettle Dean in a way he doesn’t quite understand, and this is no exception.

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An Apology

Hi.

In early March, a former friend, Klaus, who worked with me on videos for my channel, put a ‘callout post’ on Tumblr about me. The post contains logs of a conversation we had after he came out to me that another friend had made him feel unsafe in skype chats in late 2011.

I handled this very poorly. I encourage you to read the logs Klaus has posted. [EDIT: You can find the post here. I originally did not link to it, because I was worried people would dogpile him, but on reflection if I’m saying you should read them it’s a mistake not to make them available, and I do not want to hide what I wrote.]

I believe that there is a proper way to react when a person approaches you with a story like the one he came to me with. It is always important to be kind to people who trust you when they tell you they feel hurt. When this happened, I failed to do this. Because I knew the person he was talking about, and I had been there at the time for many of the conversations Klaus had been referring to, I immediately went about investigating whether or not the claim was true. My first real response to Klaus opening up to me about his fears was to tell him that I doubted him, and to question if he was sure he was remembering things properly.

This behaviour was wrong. I had the opportunity to respond with care and understanding and instead my first instinct was to try to ‘check the facts’. This is not a kind instinct, and it is not a good way of treating anyone, especially a friend.

I write from a position of privilege. I try my best to be a good person and see things from a worthwhile perspective, but when it comes down to it I am a straight white man living in a very secluded part of the UK where most people aren’t affected by the worst of the problems I often talk about. I try to criticise the exact perspective this can engender, but when this happened I didn’t even notice I was acting it out myself. I failed to be compassionate to a friend who was confiding in me. Even if everything Klaus had said had been untrue, it was still nothing short of cruel to respond the way I did.

I want to be a good ally and stand up for people who have been hurt, and I very clearly still have a lot to learn from others. I wish I hadn’t needed to learn this lesson at all in the first place. I know I have disappointed some people. I recently reached out to my audience, asking people who have problems with aspects of my work to get in touch and tell me what they feel I should do differently, and I want to reaffirm that I read all of the messages that are sent to me, and take them seriously. I lost a very good friend, someone who was and still is important to me, because I failed to live up to the principles I believe in, and I do not want that to hurt anyone like that again.

A couple of other members of the community have shared the callout post and their disappointment with what I wrote. I am heartened by this behaviour –it’s good that people in our little corner of the internet are willing to criticise people’s actions, especially when they otherwise agree with them or like their work or share their goals, and especially when that person is me. This is exactly the sort of community I want to be a part of, and I hope I can do right by it in my work.

I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life, and how I dealt with Klaus’ feelings is a big one. I was a bad friend to someone who deserved to be treated better, and can never undo that – but I can, and will, do better in the future.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I can never apologise enough to Klaus. I don’t expect him to forgive me. His post relates that he shared this story because he wants me to do better in the future, and to grow as a person, and at the very least I hope it’s clear that I want to live up to his, and your, expectations for me.

Merthur Ficrecs

Since I’ve been binge reading Merthur fics recently (yes, that’s a thing), I thought I’d share some of my favorites! As always, please send any of your recs my way if you have favorites of your own!

I also have a list of Johnlock ficrecs and Spirk ficrecs. Click the links to enjoy!

It’s Nice to Finally Tweet You (T | 15432 words by Pendragons Dragonlord (PseudoAuthor) ) - Soulmate au featuring soulmarks with a twist… Arthur is famous and a picture of his soulmark gets published on the internet… and you can guess what happens next.

True Love (T | 6927 words by platonic_boner) - AU where soulmates can’t lie to each other. How is Merlin supposed to hide his magic if he can’t lie to Arthur?

License to Thrill (T | 14174 words by lady_ragnell) - Merlin works at a sweet shop where Arthur is a frequent visitor… Merlin can’t figure out what he does for a living, but he can’t possibly be James Bond… right?

One-Across Four Letters Starts With ‘L’ (T | 6911 words by Emjayelle) - Coffee shop AU! Merlin and Arthur bond over coffee and crosswords. Too cute for words!

Something Yellow This Time (G | 3802 words by giselleslash) - Merlin owns a flower shop and Arthur seems to be needing too many apology flowers for his own good. 

All is Semblative (G | 10608 words by Whitefox) - Cinderella-type story full of cuteness.

Awake (E | 50711 words by Cori Lannam (corilannam), phoenixacid) - fix-it fic where Arthur wakes once each year on the same day. This fic is hauntingly beautiful… you’ll cry lots, but it’ll be worth it.

From The Heart (G | 8068 words by supercalvin) - office-setting modern fic in which Arthur gives Merlin presents.

Dying to Return (T | 19869 words by StormDancer) - one of my favorites - Merlin comes back to Camelot in disguise, hoping to convince Arthur that magic is good on its own merits.

The Space Between (T | 3403 words by StormDancer) - Supercute fluffy fic in which Arthur is trapped in an elevator with Merlin.

Sick Leave (G | 1026 words by waldorph) - Arthur takes care of a sick Merlin.

In Every Respect

In online disagreements, it’s easy to feel like you’re the only one making an effort to be nice. Like you’re working hard to talk respectfully, but everyone else keeps sabotaging you.

All people have to do is be a tiny bit civil. That shouldn’t be complicated, right?

The thing is, it’s pretty complicated.

Here are a few examples of how you might try to convey respect in choosing your words:

  • empathizing with other people’s thoughts and feelings
  • not making assumptions about people’s thoughts and feelings
  • avoiding swearing & overly casual language
  • avoiding pompous, academically elite language
  • being straightforward & honest
  • refraining from saying negative things
  • carefully avoiding statements with any kind of subtle bigotry
  • not walking on eggshells with someone just because you have privileges they don’t
  • refraining from logical fallacies and generalizations
  • refraining from nitpicking and hair-splitting

See how this can get a little… contradictory? Differences in how you prioritize these things can alienate people who grew up in the same household.

Now imagine folks from radically different social circles, religious backgrounds, and countries, all trying to correctly guess what everyone else will read as respectful. That’s the internet on a good day. We can all work hard to treat each other right, and it can still blow up in our faces.

People on both sides can take measures to de-escalate a conflict, and it can escalate anyway because they perceive the conflict differently.

This can leave you feeling frustrated, self-righteous, and put-upon. All dry kindling in the world of flame wars.

It helps to figure out what exactly makes you feel respected. Then you can ask people to treat you the way you want, in a specific and constructive way.

And when you can articulate how you want to be treated, it’s easier to remember that others might want to be treated differently.

anonymous asked:

I'm super upset about this new Eleanor website. I never liked the B one either. I dislike both girls, but that's blatant targeted harassment. The URLs are public and in their names. I feel like we live down to the perception of us as cruel trolls whenever I see posts celebrating these sites (on other blogs). I'm sure it's not something you can discuss publicly, but gosh, I really wish it would stop. But everyone is so stubborn I fear they'll never see it from the other perspective.

everyone pretend i just put on a velour tracksuit hoodie à la brooklyn 99′s gina linetti bc it’s TIME FOR KATE’S OPINION. and full disclosure i’m gonna answer this then just turn off my inbox bc i have neither the time nor interest to discuss it further. so anyway. yeah. i will admit that i got a chuckle out of that website when it first went up! i rly did. i hate that garbage family too so it was like LOL OOP! but then it updated…and updated again…and again…and……again…and it was like oh ok so ur like. rly doing this then…ok…well, i mean hope you’re enjoying the anonymous attn and that this is somehow satisfying for you?? bc quite frankly i find this shit embarrassing. not to mention, B probably LOVES that website lmao. that’s right up her alley. but like truly, that shit is the stuff that makes it SO easy for antis to be nasty to and about us. believe me, i KNOW they target us for literally just existing (i get hate frequently and all i do is fuckign reblog cute pictures and memes and stay in my gd lane 98.7% of the time) and i’m absolutely not blaming larries for the actions of antis, but i’m saying that that website and the like is the type of shit antis hone in on and the shit that gives them ammunition. that’s on their level, that’s shit they understand bc they, too, run blogs and websites abt ppl they hate. it’s as childish and oftentimes cruel when larries do it as it is when antis do it. it’s middle school and high school level immaturity and it’s literally just embarrassing.

and now w/the eleanor one too lmao like my dude,,, i think it’s time to step away from the internet?? think abt what you’re doing. i don’t fault anyone for disliking her. el*unor was…nothing short of awful at times. but like skjdhfk “how many desperate, pathetic women…” ??? if anything, this website strikes me as more desperate and pathetic than anything else right now. ik everyone has their own ways of coping w/stuff but idk, man. be decent. you’re not doing the good and noble thing w/this shit. it’s 2017. be nice. be good.

3

In this season’s exploration of Isak and his sexuality, this might have been one of the scenes that hit me hardest. This show lets you in to Isak just by watching him and it kills me how they lay out his current thought process through googling. The way he lingers on Emma’s picture, the way you can see his jaw clench and work as he contemplates these ideas, the way he hesitates and can’t quite be honest with himself on the quiz; tries to give the ‘right’ answer, the way you know he’s thought much further about his identity than he wants to admit when he asks “how to get turned on by girls if you are gay”… it’s just so raw. So utterly heart-breaking to watch, as it’s a window into the crushing reality for so many people. His face is blank and quiet, like everyone’s falls to as they browse the internet, as he considers these stifling and repressive ideas. The violence that the world can wrought upon people like him.

And it makes it so relatable too. It opens up the topic to everyone because we all have our own fears and secrets and private thoughts that sometimes we can only explore by the questions we ask through our keyboards at night. We try to arrange the quiz so it spits out the answer we want while typing the truth into the search bar. 

natsudragneel256  asked:

ayumichi-me you inspire me a lot i love you ark work and i was wondering how was your art when you first started

hahaAAAAaaaa I’M SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT~!!!! I am blushing right now. >///////< THANK YOU VERY MUCH`!!! GADGFSDGAFSJD

Uh…  when I first started drawing, my arts were so bad. REALLY BAD. I can’t barely look at it. I wish I could show it to you but my father burned it when I was a child. (although I burned some of them >__<)

This is my drawing when I was in 1st year high school. There are lots of them actually. I want to show it to you but the internet doesn’t allow me to upload them all. TT^TT

I draw a lot of stuff and create some ideas when I was in highschool. I also made a romantic comic about it but never finishes it (there are some stories that finished tho but never shared it) haha

Oh, if this isn’t answer your question, I’m really sorry. Sorry if I misunderstood you. :’)))

Parents!

Request: Phan comes out and adopt a baby.

Word Count: 710

Comments: Thanks for requesting!! I hope you like it!

Originally posted by danisnotonfiretm



“Hello Internet.” Dan’s  voice wasn’t as spunky as it usually was. He looked away from the camera. “No…” He whispered before trying his intro over again. Something about what he was saying, just sounded sad. He felt happy. He knew admitting this to the world would make him feel better. Of course he’s bisexual, he had admitted it before. 

“Hello Internet.” he gave a casual smile, as if he were looking at someone he knew from school, but didn’t want to actually speak. “So, I’ve got something to admit.” He whispered in the camera. 

No matter how many times he tried to get this right, it wasn’t working. He was going to start crying. He felt like he would burst into the tears, if he spoke one more thing. 

“Phil means a lot to me… I know most people are going to get excited, and others are gonna call me out on this. Phil-” His eyes glossed over and he felt a single stream of a hot tear run down his cheek. “Phil and I have been watching this kid… No, I shouldn’t lie.” By this point he had completely broken down. He broke out into little sobs, choking over his own words. “He and I…” He choked up again. “Phil!” he called out, to which Phil hurried in. 

Phil opened his door and stepped inside, “What’s wrong?” He asked, sounding worried. He saw him crying in front of the camera, and smiled softly. He knew what this was about. they had been talking about it for a while. “Emma?” He asked, seeing a girl no younger older than four walk in slowly. 

Dan heard Emma’s name and let himself smile a bit. He looked over, “Come over here, and let’s show you to all my friends.” he said, and opened up his arms to her. 

Emma grinned and rushed over, climbing up his leg on the chair, and sitting in his lap. “Where are dey?” She asked, looking up at him. 

Phil walked over beside them slowly. “Danny meant, show you in like a message to all our friends.” He chuckled and leaned down, kissing the top of her head gently.

Dan smiled at the four year old and wiped his tears softly. She was so innocent and precious. He kept her a secret for so long because he didn’t want her to be exposed to the world like both her dads were. “Smile big into the camera, and introduce yourself.” 

Emma smiled and looked at the camera in front of them. Her bright blue eyes lit up as she gave a toothy grin. Light brown hair framed her face, in a somewhat curly bob. She was dressed in a frilly black and pink dress, with a princess tiara on. “Hewwo! My name is Emma Howeww Wester!” She said, “I’m four, and dees are my daddies!” She raised her arms high above her head to point at her dads. 

Phil’s eyes watched the girl, who was so innocent and pure. “We’ll have to work on those ‘L’s’, huh?” He smiled at the girl, paying no mind to the camera, so he wouldn’t cry. 

Dan smiled and sniffled up the goop in his nose, shaking his head. “Aren’t they cute?” He mumbled, glancing from Emma to Phil. 

The two had been together for a long time now, but they had only had Emma for about a year now. Ever since then, they’ve been the happiest they’ve ever been, even though it was hard trying to keep her a secret. 

Phil smiled back at Dan and kissed his Temple. “I’m going to let her eat her lunch now. Finish up your video and come join us, yeah?” he smiled. 

“Yeah.” Dan repeated and smiled lovingly at his boyfriend. He looked back down at Emma, “Make sure Philly doesn’t do anything dumb.” He chuckled, as she gave a giggle and ran off letting Phil chase her. 

Dan looked back at the camera. “Surprise.” he chuckled and turned off the camera. he didn’t bother editing it. Instead he just uploaded it the whole thing. Not a single moment was wasted. He turned off his phone and set it next to his laptop, and got up to go enjoy lunch with Emma and Phil.

  • Jongdae: I still can’t believe you two are dating. The more I thing about it, the more I shake my head. Like, how…?
  • Yixing: Yeah? Right? To be honest at first I didn’t think it’d work. But, hey, Baekhyun is amazing, he’s smart, he’s funny, he’s ridiculously attractive and he’s always there when I need him *looks expectantly at Baekhyun*
  • Baekhyun: Oh? Yeah, what he said. Plus, uh, the sex is great, because, eh, he’s got a big dick.
  • Yixing: ….
  • Jongdae: ….
  • Baekhyun: I’m sorry. Uh Yixing said all the things that I too wanted to say and I, kind of, y'know, panicked.
Perks, Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Prompt: Reader is a famous actress and gets shipped with Lin by the Internet.

Word-count: 1,385 (oh boy)

Warnings:  A lot of casual cursing whoops. Are we really going to count how many times I said “fuck” in this? 

Note: Here we go. Part one and it is a doozy. All right, tell me what you think, and shout out to @manuelmiranduh because reading her work was kind of instrumental to how I cam about to write for this fandom anyway? So, girl, thanks. 

Part Two


The Internet was truly weird, and even if you’ve spent a good decade-and-a-half (although when put that way, you sounded way older than you actually were) in an industry that put you underneath the microscope of it, it never ceased to astound you how truly odd it could be.

“Nancy,” you called, and said woman looked up from her phone, “what the fuck is an Elsnavi and why is it all over Twitter?”

In all of your partnership you’ve never seen your agent so uncomfortable.

“Um.”

“More importantly, why are they tagging me?”

“Er,”

“And even more importantly, why are there pictures of me kissing someone?

Nancy scratched the back of her neck, refusing to look you in the eye. She toyed with her phone for a moment, before at last cutting a glance to you. You raised your eyebrows expectantly. Nancy pursed her lips, obviously conflicted. Finally she leaned back, letting her head hang from the back of the couch, releasing a long-suffering sigh. Blearily, she turned to fix you with a watery, unamused stare.

“I didn’t think we’d have to have this conversation, like, at all.”

“Well, we’re having it now.” you said, clicking your phone closed and placing your full attention on her.

Nancy sighed once more, sitting up properly, and looked to be squaring herself up before saying, “You know about shipping right?”

“Unfortunately,”

“Well, Elsnavi is a ship name. A name of a pairing.”

“And what does that have to do with me?” you asked, confused.

“I was getting to that point,” Nancy said patiently. “The long and short of it is that people are shipping you as Elaine and Lin-Manuel Miranda as Usnavi from In The Heights.”

You sat for a long moment, simply dumbfounded. You clicked your phone back to life and scrolled through the tag once more, finding an additional hashtag in a few posts that was a touch more worrying.

“What the fuck is Y/N/Lin then?”

It seemed that you had reached the point of the conversation that Nancy, if it was possible, dreaded even more. “Yeah, okay, I’m gonna need to—“ She started gently prying your phone away from you. In your confusion, you let it slip through your fingers without protest.

“Well?”

Nancy breathed through her nose, trying as much to steady you as she was steadying herself. “Here’s the thing,” (She paused, and you had to narrow your stare to coax her into continuing,), “so shipping mostly occurs with fictional characters right?” You nodded. “Well, sometimes fans have a tendency to, um, go over.”

“The Internet is shipping me,” (you pointed to yourself,), “not Elaine, or any other role for that matter.” It wasn’t a question. “And they’re shipping me with Lin-Manuel Miranda?”

Nancy nodded, eyes slightly fearful.

“You’d think they’d ship themselves with Lin.” You sputtered, still quite frozen on your couch. “God, do they know I haven’t even met him?”

“Yeah, they do. Has that ever stopped them before?”

“I guess not,”

It was hard not to be offended by it, although you knew very well it was mostly harmless, but goddammit it was your life, the people you chose to be with, and it took away some form of agency, knowing that people were hand-picking men they thought would look nice with you and bypassing your opinion entirely.

“Is there any particular reason they, ah, preferred Lin?” you asked, not helping the trace of spite that made its way into your tone. Nancy noticed, and stiffened.

“Well, the Elaine/Usnavi one is a bit easier to explain and understand,” she said. “Usnavi’s awkward and energetic and Elaine’s a cutthroat bitch with a heart of gold and, as you will learn, the Internet kind of lives for that dynamic, so they put the two together. Cross-over.”

You nodded along at her explanation, and when she didn’t continue to the more pressing matter, you pointedly glared. Nancy, seeing this, sighed and relented. “You and Lin are a bit more confusing,” You scoffed. Confusing was just the fucking tip of the fucking ice berg. “But to keep a long story short, your pairing is pretty much Elsnavi taken up a couple more notches.” Your eyebrows trekked impossibly higher up your hairline. “All right, a lot of notches, but there’s nothing harmless in it. And I think you’d be a bit more used to it considering all the success Killing a King got. Remember when they were convinced you were dating Josh Hutcherson because he showed up backstage?”

Oh yeah, that entire debacle. Killing a King, essentially, gave you the recognition on the Great White Way you had already accomplished in a couple of other areas. It wasn’t your first musical, but it was your first lead role, and people weren’t likely to forget Elaine King quite yet. This whole Elsnavi business was proof of that.

“It’s not that I’m bothered by it,” Nancy, this time, was the one to raise her eyebrows, dubious. “Okay, I am, but God it just feels a bit… I dunno,”

“Creepy?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Nancy said soothingly, but with that touch of brusque that made you know that she was over the entire thing entirely, and you should be too. “I already checked over the websites—“

“There are websites?” you gaped.

Honey, this is the Internet we are talking about, of course there are websites. Anyway, I’ve checked all of them over (it wasn’t easy, mind you) and there weren’t any debilitating details.”

“They probably have porn of me somewhere,” you muttered darkly, causing Nancy to shoot you an amused glance.

“Don’t check those links in any case, unless you’re really wanting to ruin your day.”

“I’ll steer clear, thanks.”

With a chuckle, Nancy stood up, reminded you that you had appointments and meetings and whatnot to get to, and lead you to the car.

You managed to forget about the entire Elsnavi, Y/N/Lin thing for about a week. And it wasn’t even your fault.

You were up late, coming back from a screening you were invited to attend, and you were flipping listlessly through the channels, an open bottle of red wine on your coffee table and all the intent to find the nearest episode of Sex in The City and calling it a night, but you landed on a channel with him on it.

And of course, the first thing that came to mind was that stupid photo manipulation of you kissing him.

He looked, well, good, you had to admit. Short hair, the goatee almost gone except for a half-shadow-beard going along his chin. His suit was blue, and goddammit, you couldn’t help but notice that it was a color that very much suited him.

He and Jimmy Fallon were in the middle of laughing about something, Fallon as always overdoing it, and you were going to change the channel. You really were. But they mentioned your name next.

“So what’s the deal with you and Y/N anyway?” Fallon asked Lin, a photo of you flashing behind them. It was you on stage, as Elaine, looking quite cross. Lin laughed, twisting in his seat to get a good look at you.

“I honestly don’t know, man. You tell me, the Internets are always coming up with stuff.” Lin said, settling back into his seat.

“Because you and her are cropping nearly everywhere on social media,” Another photo, this time a manip of Usnavi and Elaine, came up on the screen. Lin twisted again to look.

“Yeah, beats me. What’s funny is that I’ve never even met her.”

No!

“Yeah!” Lin said, laughing. “We haven’t met, although I’d love to. I saw her in Killing a King, she was incredible.”

“Don’t you think all this business would put a damper on the meeting though?”

Lin shrugged jovially, although he did look a tad sheepish. “Here’s to hoping it doesn’t, man. It’d be bomb to meet her in person.”

You changed the channel then, and this time it was a new episode of The Big Bang Theory. You had enough on your mind that you managed to ignore it.

So he wanted to meet you in person? Huh. That’s something.

You gnawed on the inside of your cheek, eyed the bottle of wine. You grabbed it and took a long gulp.

Figures.

  • Jimin: I still can’t believe you two are dating. The more I thing about it, the more I shake my head. Like, how…?
  • Taehyung: Yeah? Right? To be honest at first I didn’t think it’d work. But, hey, Kookie is amazing, he’s smart, he’s funny, he’s ridiculously attractive and he’s always there when I need him *looks expectantly at Jungkook*
  • Jungkook: Oh? Yeah, what he said. Plus, uh, the sex is great, because, eh, he’s got a big dick.
  • Taehyung: ….
  • Jimin: ….
  • Jungkook: I’m sorry. Tae said all the things that I too wanted to say and I, kind of, y'know, panicked.
Missing Peice of Rosetta Stone Found and Finally Translated

Here is a translated excerpt from the recently discovered missing half of the Rosetta Stone, found last year 20 yards from the original stone by Swedish archaeologists. Top linguists around the globe have been tirelessly creating algorithms to translate the unknown dead language to English, and honestly it’s absolutely amazing how accurate they are able to get this translation. The civilization that this tongue originated from dates back to ancient Mesopotamia and scientists believe it references an early form of education system:

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It’s been something like six months or a year since I really embraced the label “asexual” for myself, instead of thinking I had to say I was bi because I’d experienced attraction a handful of times in my life. And increasingly over the past few months I’ve noticed a knee-jerk negative reaction when I read “LGBT” as an umbrella acronym for queer. This morning, I think I finally figured out why.

LGBT erases large swathes of the Queer community, myself included.

When I was 8 years old, the other girls started talking about boys and wearing make up and I had *no fucking clue* what the big deal was, and went from having a large friend group to having no one in the space of a few months because I flat-out didn’t understand why those things mattered. That made me an outsider, and I was confused and heart broken but I’d always known I was different - I liked Star Trek, I liked books, I liked Monty Python - and I’d seen all the after school specials about what happens to dorky kids. It was only a matter of time before they realized I wasn’t like them. I accepted it, and found comfort in the few friends I had left.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I don't know which MOD drew it, but awhile back you drew a girl with freckles. Do you have a certain brush for freckles because when I try they never look right :( it would be awesome to know your settings. Anyway keep up the awesome work mods!

//LET ME SHOW YOU HOW I CHEAT FRECKLES– rban

//Let’s use Kid W!Matt as example:

//i forgot where i got the extra tools (downloaded it from somewhere in the internet)

//BOOM!

//

//Cause we may not have the same tool brushes-

//there you have it, my not-a-secret-anymore freckles cheat -rban

//this is just if you want to work on a drawing quick, and not too focused on detailing,, or whatever you want to use it for -rban

anonymous asked:

this might be a weird question but do you have any advice to people trying to get their fanfics/fanart... I don't really want to say "attention" but that's the closest word I can think of. It's just really disappointing to see something you put a lot of effort into get what feels like no one noticing.

1. Draw/write what you like.

2. Post it on the Internet.

3. Hope/pray someone notice it.

Sorry, but that was not completely a joke. This is basically what I do and I don’t ask anything back.

But your question doesn’t sound weird to me at all: I’ve been struggling a lot about that when I was younger and my crappy art/fanfics didn’t get the feedback I wanted. I think I’m still not good enough or generally prepared to answer you properly about this subject, but If you’re asking to me, it can only means that you think my works get the attention you’re talking about, so I’ll try something.

Let me say this: goals will come, but it takes time.

If you’re at the beginning of something (first time putting stuff on the internet - first time producing that stuff) it’s normal you won’t get the “attention” you’re hoping for. The internet, but social medias especially, are a fucking (if you allow me the word) closed chain circle into another. The more people see and share your stuff, the more it goes around. Internet itself is stupid, it cannot judge if your efforts were well spent, it cannot give you a vote/star/rating according to the amount of hours of research, study, pain and LOVE you put in something you create. It simply can’t. So Internet is not your agent. People are. And remember this: you are the first agent of yourself. A good agent knows about people, what they want and look for, and promotes whoever can satisfy them.

I’m not saying that you must write/draw what people wants, NO, I MEAN, not all the time, at least, but you have to know that this is how the world goes right now.  If you can’t count on others, count on yourself and those close ones you have around: friends, family. Share your work with them, ask for impressions, suggestions. Confrontation is at the base of anything good in this crazy world.

For example, I ask my mom a lot about my art: “Hey mom! Is this feet correct or I better to fix it?” - “Definitely.” - “Definitely what?” - “It looks like a banana.” - “Okay.”

Another example: “Hey mom! Is it cute that two super soldiers trained to kill mad robots were actually in love?” - “Is one of them blond?” - “Yay.” - “Better they marry before one of them dies.” (RIGHT IN THE FEELS)

Another one, more recent: “Hey Sara! ( @replica-004 ) In my next comic Jack has Reaper’s shotgun and he shots at him with it.” - “But Reaper’s guns can evaporate.” - “… Freaking cool, sis. Our fellow r76 fans will love this.”

And I could say more.

Basically, what I’m trying to say here is that when I create, I try to do not create completely alone. This is the best advice I can give you, if you want your art/fanfics to be more… ok, let’s use a different word: what about “popular”?

GOD, I really hate this word, but it kinda reminds me of the word “popolo” (it) aka “people” and it reminds me that whatever I do, I don’t do that only for myself. Never. The moment it goes on the internet, it belongs to others and others have the right to earn fun from what I do as much as I earn fun creating it.

Aaaaah! I hope this will help you find your way into the world, kid.
I still haven’t find mine.

Sorry for the long answer. I am in the chatty mood.

It’s Time To Talk About Darkiplier Part 3

Originally posted by martziplier98

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

Hey it’s me!

That one chick who tried to prove that Darkiplier is a Fourth Dimensional Being & a different version of Mark saves you from Darkiplier.

So we’re starting to get into territory that Mark clearly never actually intended

BUT I DON’T CARE

I’ve been given a basis to work off of, I’m a child of the internet and so much can be done with the concept I can’t help but throw in my two cents and have some fun with it.

Now as we know Mark was actually incredibly meticulous about how he wanted to present Dark to us canonically and officially.

One of the things he spent a lot of time on were the voice effects, he felt he needed to get the voice just right and he did just that.

As for dialogue you can tell a lot of thought was put into Dark’s lines to pave way for something in the future if Mark & the team choose to do so.

Let’s break down the dialogue shall we?

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