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Belle’s Travels Double Photoshop Event

Edited to merge this post with @judymulder and @virgidearie’s. 

Belle’s… completely non-faked travelling pics from the finale have certainly caught our attention, haven’t them? So we had ideas for two similar-yet-different events we could do with them.

The First Event, from the minds of @judymulder and @virgidearie, is a homage to Emilie de Ravin and this is how they explain it: We will make a photobook for Em with lots of photos of Belle in different places around the world. The idea is that you get to have Belle in your hometown, or in a place you always wanted for Belle to go. Besides each photo we also want to include a small fic drabble related to that place (no more than half a page) or any personal message you want to write for Em. 

We will try our best to give this photobook to Em during the Happy Endings Paris Con (18-19th June). If you want to participate please send me your submission no later than Monday, June 5th to judymulderfbi@gmail.com General instructions: We are including below some transparents you can use for this (no need to know photoshop!). You basically can use these in PowerPoint adding any background you want. If you are a photoshop savvy you are welcome to use more complex manips like the ones that we already have out there (example1, example 2). 

If you are having problems with figuring out how to use the transparents or you can’t come up with something you really like, @virgidearie will take requests from you guys. Just send her the background you want to use. You can put your text inside the pic if it is small (one sentence). If it is larger than that or a drabble, please send that to me as part of your email text. @barpurplewrites is taking prompts for small drabbles. Do not forget to include your twitter and/or tumblr nickname when you send me your work. Of course, we encourage you to post your submissions, so people get an idea of what they can make. To make these posts easier to find we suggest using the tag #Belletravelstheworld Please let me know or @virgidearie if you have any questions or suggestions.

The Second Event, which could happen at the same time as the first, is more humorous and kinda aims more at making fun of the OUAT production team, though I’m sure EDR would also appreciate these pics too and can be included in the photobook if you want!

So, basically, people who want to participate create the most outrageous and obviously fake photoshop pics of Belle in her travels. And in the end we can make a category in next year’s TEAs to pic a best pic to celebrate who was the most creative/funny. This is brilliant because you don’t really need to be talented at photoshop to participate, but rather creative (though I imagine talented photoshop artists will come up with lots of great stuff). 

We post them all on twitter with the hashtag “Bellestravels” and tag A&E, ABC and so on in them. For that we’d have to pick a date (or we can make it a week, and add something of the like to the hashtag).

Anyone in?

mariavlc82 replied to your post “anyone want to send me some short kylux prompts? i gotta get back into…”

A difficult one in my opinion , they saying to each other: “I love you”, “I know”

Kylo watched as a bead of sweat rolled down Hux’s face from the exertion of fucking into Kylo with steady but hard thrusts. Low waves of pleasure washed up his spine on every thrust and drag, making his limbs feel heavy and numb. Hux’s face was flushed pink and the color had spread down his neck and chest. Everything felt so warm and Kylo wished he could capture this moment. Live in it. Ignore everything that happened outside of this bubble of safety he’d found in Hux.

He arched his back and moaned when Hux’s hand came down to grip his cock and stroke it in time with his thrusts. Neither of them spoke, too overwhelmed by the heady sensations created by their coupling to throw harsh or goading words as was often. Kylo found the silence comforting as well and let himself fall deeper into the emotions flooding his body alongside the pleasure.

Hux’s hips began to lose their previously perfect rhythm and he growled as his grip on Kylo’s hip and cock tightened. The increased pressure bordered on pain but he loved that too. He loved when Hux was too rough, and loved when he was gentle, when he spoke or when he was silent, when pulled his hair or pet it. All of it was good. Everything with Hux was good.

The orgasm built like white flame, burning through his groin and flaring out to leave static in its wake. His throat felt dry and raw. Did he cry out? Hux stilled inside of him and Kylo could feel the pulse of his cock as he came, emptying himself inside of his body in private claim. When he pulled out they didn’t clean up right away. Instead Hux laid down on the bed next to him, lying on his back with his eyes closed as he caught his breath.

While the pleasure had crested and broken, the emotions were still there. His chest felt painfully full and warmth rose into his throat. He swallowed and let his head roll to the side to look at Hux, his face still flushed and his brows slightly drawn in as if even now he’s concentrating on some piece of vexing work. The warmth in his throat pushed up further and he spoke.

“I love you,” he said quietly.

Hux didn’t move, his expression didn’t change. He stayed that way for several moments before he opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling with the same vexed expression.

“I know.”

anonymous asked:

Hey love I just wanted to tell you of how much I love the way you write Papasuke. Every time I read your fics it reminds me of my dad who I never had a good relationship with and how Sasuke acts just makes me tear up lol ❤️

i’m sorry to hear that! i think sasuke would be really awkward with his affections but just incredibly ardent about them too though. i’m glad to hear you enjoy my papa sauce. although tbh idk if i write him how canon portrays him bc i just kind of refuse to read any of the boruto stuff.

anyhow, this is for you:

once upon a time sakura took up scrapbooking, sasuke discovers. he can’t recall her ever showing interest in this hobby, but when he comes home, he finds stacks of albums with photos of sarada growing up and accomplishing things and becoming the amazing girl she is today. sakura includes tickets and pressed flowers and ribbons, all of which are featured in the pictures beside them.

“they’re for the two of you,” sakura explains. 

“what do you mean?”

“so you could see all the things you couldn’t be there for.” she points at one photo of sarada playing in the snow. “the pictures are for you to see.” but there’s more snow here than fire country could ever see. then sakura points to a train ticket dated five years ago. “and the other things are for sarada.”

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HI FRIENDS!

No time long see. I’m such a sack.

Because I’ve been really busy with life recently, and I had to take a step back from tumblr, I’ve kind of lost touch with Marauders and Jily characterization etc etc. I do want to start making Marauder Notes and writing drabbles again, because they and all of you guys made/make me very happy.

Sooooooo I was wondering if I could ask you a small favour.

If you’ve read any (not too long) marauder fics recently, or if you’ve written any yourself, could you please send them my way? I would love to get reading again, and I’ll do my best myself to re-read the HP books, and maybe just maybe I could start making new stuff again. I would appreciate it very much.

Also, my inbox is always open to you if anyone ever wanted to talk about anything, be friends, or complain about your study workload (I have an essay due today and an essay due tomorrow, and also a test tomorrow night hahahahahahahahahahalp)!

Much love, 

Leina x

anonymous asked:

I know this is a bit much to ask but, ever thought of making a full blown comic out of the ghost!au?

Of course I thought about it, anon. I am planning to write a fic on it (in russian, maybe i’ll translate it later), a whole comic seems to be very hard for me right now. But I want to make a comic on septicpie still, the idea of it has been hanging out in my head for almost a half of a year c:

Ok, totally not being an asshole with this, because I've done it with my own writing as well, but...

Have you guys ever read a fic, and absolutely loved it, but wanted to go through and just tweak a few words, and reconfigure a few sentences? Or is it just me?
Like, while I’m reading it I’ll go over a sentence and what I would change it too just clicks in my head.
This probably doesn’t make any sense, but I just felt the need to get it out in the open.

welcome, new followers

it’s only been a day since I posted that otp religion meme and it’s got 4 thousand notes, my follower count of 39 has more than doubled, and now I almost have 100 followers,, I’m proud of myself (and I should make memes more often lmao)

I’m going to celebrate 100 followers by starting to write fanfics! I like writing and it’s about time I actually contribute to the fandom rather than just reblogging everyone else’s shit

I have no idea where to even start, so PLEASE SEND ME TSUKKIYAMA HEADCANONS/PROMPTS! anything that you’ve thought of about those two and want to read a short fic about, send them to me in asks!! I’ll also accept headcanons and prompts for other ships that have appeared on my blog, such as Kagehina and Yooseven, though I prefer Tsukkiyama bc they’re my otp (as you might be able to tell by my url)

anyways please send me asks with your headcanons and I’ll do my best to write fics about them! I might not be that good at first but I’m trying, and the first one will be posted once I reach 100 followers.

Thanks u all so much for following me!!

Me: man, I should probably work on that fic I fully intended to update every other week and then abandoned for three weeks. The chapters are all planned out and everything! I literally just need to connect the ideas with sentences!

Also me: how’s about I read every single McHanzo fic instead. A pairing in a fandom I don’t even belong in and literally know nothing about


(I am also all ears to any overwatch fic recs because I need them all)

Post-BatB headcanons

- Adam gets Belle anything she wants. Literally. Anything. One time she offhandedly mentioned she liked art and he bought her the fucking Louvre.

- When Belle tells Adam she’s going to have a baby he acts all calm and collected for about five seconds. He then starts sweating profusely and runs away screaming. 

- Belle and the servants are very quick to convince him that he’ll be a great father, despite his own. In the end it only takes them half an hour to convince him to come out from under the dining table.

- The first time Adam holds his newborn daughter in his arms he cries. He never thought he could love someone more than Belle. They name her after their mothers (no, none of that weird Twilight combo name shit).

- LeFou and Stanley come over to the castle every Sunday for dinner. 

- Anytime Adam sees the Enchantress he hides behind Belle. It’s somewhat ineffective. 

- Mrs. Potts tells Belle horribly embarrassing stories about Adam from when he was younger. Whenever Belle laughs at him he calmly reminds her that she fell in love with a giant, talking buffalo.

- Maurice teaches his granddaughter how to ride a horse, just as he taught Belle. Adam fallows behind, arms out, just in case she falls. She, of course, never does.

- The second time Belle tells Adam she’s going to have a baby it only takes them twenty minutes to get him out from under the table.

The Fic Writer’s Beatitudes

Blessed are the readers, for theirs is the archive.

Blessed are the betas: for they help us write the stories we see in our hearts.
Blessed are they that kudo, for they reassure us that someone likes what we’ve done.
Blessed are the rebloggers and reccers, for they help the readers find our work.
Blessed are they which leave comments on a WIP that say something other than “write more please”: for they comfort us when we feel taken for granted.
Blessed are the commenters; for their words bring us joy.
Blessed are the loyal fans, for they keep the fandom alive.
Blessed are the fan artists, for they bring our worlds to life before our eyes.
Blessed are they which read an entire long fic and comment each chapter, for the string of comment notifications fills the writer’s heart with delight.
Blessed are ye, who rec our fics in public and tag us, for seeing that we made somebody squee is the light in our days.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.

since i sometimes get asked about this, lemme state for the record:

if i write something (meta/fic/random headcanon) and it makes you want to create something of your own (a fic, a drawing, a video, an aesthetic, a gifset, ANYTHING) PLEASE BY ALL MEANS GO FOR IT. you don’t need to ask my permission. MAKE THE THING, then tag me in it so i can see it.

creating things should be fun and if some ridiculous idea i had inspires you to do something fun and creative i am all for that and i would love to see what you make out of it. i’m not precious about my ideas. go forth and make art.

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Hm.

I don’t know where to begin with this, so I’ll just jump right into it. Below the cut is a screenshot of a fic posted today in the Voltron tag. 

[Image description: Screenshot from the mobile ao3 page, taken on my phone. It includes the title of the fic, the author, the added tags, and the author’s summary of the fic.]

(Trigger warnings: Pedophilia, sh@ladin content, unhealthy relationships, sexual content (described in the fic’s tags), underage sex, statutory rape of a toddler)

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Ok so @littlestpersimmon has my all time favorite fam jam art style. Like I dare anyone to disagree with me when I say their stuff is tear inducing and awe inspiring. Hence I commissioned them to do this for piece a scene that I was writing for my pb&j fic but instead I stared at it for twenty minutes, wrote some fluff based on it, and made the last chapter super long to wrap it up because damn doesn’t this make you want nothing but happiness for them?

So in conclusion pb&j is pure, Bell is a beautiful human being, thank you for your time.
Color Me With Your Affection

Prompt: Dan bugs Phil to beat him up until he obliges.

Warnings: Violent/rough sex, face-slapping, choking, marking, Dom!Daddy!Phil, Sub!Dan

Dan stood in front of the expanse of the bathroom mirror and lightly tugged the collar of his t-shirt off-center. He admired the deep blue, almost black bruises on his collarbones and up his neck, turning his head to be met with a faint blue strip of a bruise pigmenting his cheekbone as well. He passed a thumb over the healing of his split bottom lip feeling oddly.. triumphant. Regal, almost.

Dan liked it rough. Like, really rough. It had been quite the challenge getting Phil to comply with his desires at first, the older man insisting that “It’s abuse, Dan. Spanking you’s one thing, even choking you, sure; but I’m not gonna damn well punch you in the face.” To which Dan retorted “It’s not abuse if I’m literally asking you to do it, Phil. We’re two consenting adults, we can do what we like.” Phil simply shook his head and urged to walk out of the room, and Dan grabbed at the older man’s wrist before tugging at the front of his shirt, grossly whining “Phil Lester.. hurt me” which incited this back and forth between the two of Phil’s “Dan-.. I-, c'mon knock it off, love. Stop.” and Dan’s “Philly, pleeease… please Phil I need it.”

Dan lifted up the bottom of his shirt to be met with almost identical deep purple marks that littered his hips on either side, angry red scratches trailing from the dark spots on his right.

Phil’s resolve only lasted so long. He shook his head frustratedly before rolling his eyes and and slamming Dan against the closed door of their lounge, a hand firmly on the younger man’s neck, but not squeezing. “Daniel,” Phil began, voice low. “There is a difference between me getting passionate and me getting angry. You keep this up and my actions toward you aren’t gonna come from a kind heart, alright?” Dan smirked, and like the cheeky fuck he was.. spat right in Phil’s face.

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Muggle AU:

Where ex-con (just from being in the wrong place at the wrong time) Draco Malfoy is desperately looking for a job fresh out of prison and answers an ad looking for full-time help for a wheelchair bound patient and Draco jumps at the chance thinking it’ll be some sweet old octogenarian he’d have to care for and atleast he’d have a roof over his head and regular meals but then he goes to the given address, this enormous old house and in there there’s this ruggedly handsome, green eyed man around his own age, an ex-deputy commissioner who retired due to a spinal injury that left him unable to walk and Draco just!!!

But he takes the job because he  recalls him to be the same cop who’d argued in Draco’s favour when he’d been arrested and had ensured he’d gotten into minimum security with a reduced sentence. 

And Harry’s just the most ill-tempered, grumpy, crotchety idiot Draco’s ever seen but somehow Harry can’t bring himself to fire Draco like he’d fired so many others because not only does Draco take really good care of him but for some reason the blond seems to be the only one not scared to stand up to him, and pretty soon they’re like an old married couple bickering every hour of the day, and Draco wheels him to the park every evening and they sit there reading or sometimes just being there together. And Harry’s friends learn to expect Draco to be present wherever Harry is and Draco finally knows what it feels like to be part of an actual family. And when Harry angrily fires his physiotherapist after an unsuccessful session Draco takes it upon himself to help Harry walk again and after months of patience on both their parts there’s actually enough improvement for hope.

So one day they have a particularly nasty fight and Draco actually packs his bags and makes to leave and Harry wheels out of his room in a panic looking for him and Draco’s at the front door almost about to leave when he hears Harry calling out to him and there’s an enormous crash of some sort and Draco turns and watches in horror as the wheelchair bounces down the stairs but when he looks again Harry’s still at the top clutching onto the railing, standing on buckling legs yelling at Draco to get his head out of his arse and come back. And then Draco simply flies up the stairs to him and he can barely see through his tears and then they’re both crying and laughing and kissing and Harry asks Draco to promise never to leave and Draco is only too happy to oblige and then they get married and adopt four kids and twelve dogs omg

Where is my “Lena buys a small NC newspaper, and has them offer Kara a job as a reporter, because she feels like it’s her fault that Kara lost her job, but wants to keep it all under wraps. And Kara comes bounding into her office all excited like “oh my god, I can’t believe I got a new job so quickly, and it’s even better pay than at Catco, and I get to be an actual junior reporter and one of the senior guys is mentoring me and they say I can write about what ever I am passionate about” and Lena is like “oh rly?” and is just so happy that Kara is happy and doesn’t want anything in return, but to get to support her friend (oh and you know, casually encourages the newspaper to give Kara assignments that require her to interview Lena on a regular basis)” fic?