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How to Report on Instagram

This investigation and this tutorial was done courtesy of @Neitheram!

Reporting Art theft on Instagram!

So… you are happily browsing through Instagram, looking at all the new posts in the #tags you follow when, ‘Is that my art? On someone else’s account?’

What to do?

Well, the first step depends on your re-posting policy. Some people try to talk it out and ask for the reposts to be taken down or credit to be given with links to the source material… others (like me) just jump to reporting.

INSTAGRAM REPORTING POLICIES (Important!)

Instagram will only allow you to file a report for the content that you have created. This means that if you see someone stealing stuff from another artist, you will have to let said artist know so they can file the takedown report by themselves. Once a report is filed, you will receive an email and the offending content will be taken down within 48 hours.

Here’s Instagram Copyright Report form link:

https://help.instagram.com/contact/552695131608132

Luckily, Instagram’s report form is very straight forward. This is what you will see:

For art theft, you will need to choose I found content which I believe infringes my Copyright.

From there just follow the instructions and fill out the information required to make the DMCA notice. Instagram will need your contact information:

Then you will need to fill out the type of content you are reporting. You will need the URLs of the re-posted content and the URLs where the original content was posted for this part.

Finally, you will have to check this part, where you state that you are rightfully reporting content that is yours and that what you say is true:

and there you go. After clicking send, you will have successfully submitted a DMCA notice in Instagram.

breeeliss

Quick Guide to Fanfiction Etiquette

i.e. what are acceptable ways of interacting with fics?

So in light of many recent fic theft related events and with Miraculous Blackout ( @miraculousblackout ) still in full swing, I noticed there are many primers on art theft and etiquette around interacting with art and not much about interacting with fanfiction. So for any readers out there who are interested in knowing appropriate ways of interacting with our fics, here’s a quick cheat sheet.

When you find fanfiction online that you enjoy or that you want to share, there are easy and respectful ways to go about this. Simply put, it involves interacting with the original source of the fic. On Tumblr, that’s reblogs and likes. On AO3, that’s comments, kudos, and bookmarks. On FFN that’s favorites and reviews. On Wattpad that’s views and votes. Wanna show us how much you love the story? Tell us what you think and help bump our stats.

If you really love this fic and you want to share this fic with other people, the best way to do that is by sharing links back to the original stories. Creating rec lists comprised of links to your favorite fanfictions are great ways of sharing stories, plus writers love being included on them. Although links are preferred, even just leaving the title of the fic, the name of the author, and the site you read the fic on works. This spreads our stories and lets people know who wrote them.

What about creating work based off of our writing?

Yes! We love that! Creating remixes, creating podfics, using lines as captions for art/cosplay, creating fanart, creating fancomics, and translating fics are all great provided we’re notified and credited where appropriate.

When it comes to creating work based off of our fics that in no way involves manipulating our words (i.e. fanart, fancomics, podfics/dubs, etc.) all we ask is that you credit us. Tag our blogs (if applicable), indicate that you are creating work based off of a fanfiction you read, and leave links back to our stories. Writers love getting art inspired by our fics, but please credit us when you do.

When it comes to creating work that involves manipulating our words (i.e. translations and remixes/rewrites of our fics), it’s always best to ask for permission first. These are things that writers are not always okay with. If they say no, it’s your job to respect that. For remixes/rewrites, please credit us and link back to our original work. Let people know that this is a remix/rewrite of another fic. If you’re translating a fic, it’s important to be very transparent with the writer and tell them where you are going to post this translation and how you are going to credit them (again guys, links links links). It’s also common courtesy to send a link to the writers to the translated work when you’re done.

This also applies to using lines/sections for our fics as captions for your art/cosplay, as captions for your aesthetic posts, etc. We love it when our stories inspire you, but if you’re copying lines from our fics you need to ask us first and you need to credit us properly.

A bonus tip for those of you who enjoy AO3 is that the site actually makes it very easy for you to credit the original writers in cases where you’re posting podfics, remixes, or translations of an existing work. When you select “New Work” and begin to post your creation, there’s a section where you can check off and indicate whether this piece is inspired off another existing work.

If you check the box next to “This work is a remix, a translation, a podfic, or was inspired by another work,” you get an entire form that allows you to include the URL, title, author, and language of the original work. AO3 very nicely credits the original author for you when you fill this out. As a personal suggestion, gifting the work to the original author by typing in their AO3 username is a good way to cover all your bases.

One last thing: please do not monetize creations that are inspired by our writing unless we give you very clear permission to do so.

Making fanart for our stories is great. Selling prints of fanart inspired by our fics without getting our permission first is less great. This also goes for anyone who dubs over fanfiction on YouTube and monetizes on the videos they post. Writers are artists as well, and our ideas are just as valuable as our written words. To monetize work that is inspired by our words and our ideas is unfair to us. General rule of thumb: don’t do it unless you have permission from us.

To Review:

Give fics comments, likes, reblogs, views, kudos, bookmarks, votes, and favorites. This is the best way to show us you appreciate our work. Please do it!

If ever you want to share fics with others, always share links leading to the original story. Links Links Links!!!

If you want to create something inspired by our work, please credit us by tagging our blogs and leaving links to our stories.

If you want to manipulate our work either through a translation or by creating a rewrite/remix of the work, ask for permission first.

If you don’t have permission, it ends there. Some writers are uncomfortable with their writing being manipulated/altered and you should respect that.

If you do have permission, please credit us by tagging our blogs and leaving links to our stories.

Please do not monetize work you’ve created that is inspired by our words and our ideas unless you have our permission.

If you’re ever unsure, always ask the writer first

s-s-ironnie

DannyMay Day Twenty one: Pain/Rest

…It’s finally over. Pariah is back in the sarcophagus of forever sleep, the town is out of the Ghost Zone and all the ghosts are back in their own lairs. He’s so exhausted not even his Ghost Sense could wake him from his slumber.

Even if the ghosts were inside his room watching.

They could finally return home. All was well in both worlds. They wanted to visit their favorite ghost punk and thank him for saving the Ghost Zone, in their own special way. By causing mass chaos and wrecking havoc throughout the town. However, when they passed the portal’s threshold the house was empty. No sign of the hunters. The only sound was the snoring coming from upstairs.

Phasing through the lab ceiling, the hoard of apparitions make their way to the brat’s room. The snoring is so strong the doorknob rattles. They exchange puzzles glances. The boy should have made an appearance by now. They turn to the door and Ember slowly reaches for the knob. Glancing at the others she opens the door. What greets them is not what they were expecting. Sprawled every which way is Danny sleeping like a log.

“Awww, the poor dearie is exhausted!”

“Who cares, wake the welp. I have a new weapon to test”

“Shut up Skulker, the dipstick wouldn’t be much sport if you hunt him while he’s whipped out”

“Besides, he looks so cute when he’s sleeping! I just wanna cuddle him!”

“Hey! You’re my girl. I’m the only one you get to cuddle”

“Oh shut up Jonny, I didn’t mean anything by it”

“Hmmm, the punk still owes me ten thousand years regardless if he saved the Zone or not”

“Oh hush you! He just saved the world! Don’t be such a bully, give him a break”

“What I want to know is how he can live in this pigsty, ewww!”

“Bertrand, that is hardly the issue here, the real issue is why a kid would need so much NASA memorabilia? I wonder how miserable he’ll be if we destroy it?”

“I think it’s cool! Space is way cooler than a pirate! I’m gonna be an Astronaut next!”

“Why is he not cowering in fear of me? I AM THE BOX GHOST!”

“Quiet you fool! You’ll wake the young whippersnapper!”

“I do believe it is time for us to take our leave. The boy has long wished for a good night’s rest. It’s about time we grant his wish”

Desiree waves her hand and in a puff of green smoke the denizens of the Zone return to their lairs. Danny none-the-wiser, turns over and continues his well deserved full nights sleep.

s-s-ironnie

DannyMay Day Twenty Eight: Vortex /Nocturne

…This is insane! He was a super sweet, shy boy obsessed with space. He would never hurt a fly. Now She has to defeat him to save him? The battle for humanities’ freedom from the prince of dreams.

Sam Phantom VS. Void Danny

She didn’t think something like this would happen. It was her fault. She should have listened to Tucker and dealt with it sooner. As she avoids another blast she tries to come up with a plan on how to snap him out of this. She wasn’t fast enough.

He clips her right side and she slams into a wall. Damnit, of all the times for Tucker to be stuck in dream land. Useless. She dodges another swipe. All the while Nocturne is cackling ominously in the background. She tries to talk him out of it. That gets her a foot to the gut. Winded, battered and bruised, she dives behind a crate.

Her brain is working overtime. Everything she throws at him he throws back twice as hard. She can’t keep this up. She has to end this fast. She hears him approaching.

“What’s the matter Sammy? Tired of playing with me?”

She shivers, never in her life did she think his voice could sound like that. All deep and manly. She shakes her head. Focus Sam gotta think of a plan Not how good her best friend looks in purple. She bites her lip.

“You can’t hide forever”

She screams. He snuck up on her left and whispered in her ear. Purely on reflex she punched him in the face. He staggers back, clearly not expecting that. She flies off the ground as fast as she can. He’s not too far behind. Suddenly tendrils of darkness shoot out of the wall and grapple against the ghost girl.

They wrap around her arms and legs, pinning her against the wall. They tighten as he makes his way over. He looks like a vicious, hungry wolf closing in on his helpless pray. She struggles to no avail. He slams his hand right next to her head, indenting the wall. Her heart jumps into her throat. He tilts her head back.

“Sammy, I’m hurt. I thought you wanted me to be more assertive. Why the change of mind? What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

She couldn’t speak. He is way too close for her to string together a coherent thought. All she can do is stare. This is her best friend, the boy that befriended her even when others shunned her. The. Oh she may or may not have a thing for. She notices the hand holding her chin is shaking slightly. He’s still in there. She just needs to find the right way to reach him.

“Danny, I know you’re in there. You have to fight it. Fight him! I know you can do it!”

He chuckles. Then it transforms into a full blown bellowing laugh. The shadows around her body tighten. She flinches. She has to think fast. He brings his face close enough that their noses are almost touching. She can’t help the involuntary blush. Wait, that’s it! Under all of that prince of darkness shtick there’s still a fourteen year old boy!

“I like being like this Sammy, it makes me feel powerful. With Nocturne I can have whatever I want do whatever I want.“

“This isn’t you Danny. You’re a sweet guy who cares about his friends and geeks out about space! Thats my friend Danny. Not this…monster you’ve become!”

He pauses, she can see the shadows flickering. Now’s her chance. She summons what little strength she has left and leans forward. Their lips make contact. She can feel him freeze up. While he’s distracted she breaks out of her bonds and roundhouses him to the other side of the warehouse. Following her momentum she slingshots over to Nocturne’s perch. He never saw it coming.

By the time he gasped, she had already capped the Thermos. Clipping it onto her belt she rushes over to Danny. He’s laying in a pile of broken crates, all trace of Nocturne gone. He stirs.

“ugh…did anyone get the plate of the truck that ran me over?”

She doesn’t even care that he’s cracking jokes. She hugs him with everything she’s got. She was so worried, so scared to lose him. He can probably tell because he hugs her back just as tightly. He awkwardly coughs and they part. She just stares at him for what feel like forever.

“Sam, you ok?”

“Im…glad you’re safe”

s-s-ironnie

DannyMay Day Twenty Three: Forgotten/Remembered

He was very doubtful that she was sane. Hell, she was practically foaming at the mouth talking about being best friends and fighting ghosts. He’s never met her before today, and he’s terrified of ghosts. There’s no way he would go anywhere with this crazy Goth girl.

But a part of him says otherwise…

This is so stupid. Why would he listen to her. All she’s proven is that she’s crazy enough to break into his locker and photoshop herself into his pictures. Then again, he has this feeling that he would trust her with his life. He goes along with it.

It’s strange. As he’s putting on the jumpsuit, there’s this sense of deja vu that won’t leave him alone. Like he’s already done this before. That everything worked out in the end. He’s always been curious about the portal. Maybe now he’ll get to see what it’s like. Though something tells him he already knows, and it sucks.

She’s messing with some dials on the control panel. Muttering under her breath. As he’s about to go in she replaces his dad’s face with a wispy looking letter D. When he asks what it’s for she asks him to trust her. Shrugging his shoulders he steps into the would be Ghost Portal.

It’s dark, and a little musty. Making his way further in he trips on a cable. In an attempt to catch himself, he slams his hand on the portal wall. Under his palm he feels a button. The pain is instant. A light as bright as the sun blasts his entire body, burning him from the inside out. His skin is melting and reforming. He can feel his organs shifting. His head feels like it’s gonna explode. Then it all stops.

He stumbles out of the portal. Black spots dancing in his vision and collapses. He can faintly hear her cheering. Was she actually trying to kill him? Looking at his hands he’s stunned as they flicker in and out of existence, giving him a clear view of his bones. She tells him it’s his ghost powers. Oh my God! He has ghost powers!? at that moment his dad is making his way downstairs. They panic.

She’s yelling at him to change back. How’s he supposed to do that!? His dad is less that ten steps away from discovering them. He doesn’t have a good excuse why they would be down there in the first place. He looks at her. He notices she’s actually quite pretty. Beautiful even. Something stirs in his chest. A weird feeling, but a nice one. He knows what to do.

Changing back, he reaches out to her, grabs her wrist and pulls her in close. Dipping her back he plants his lips on hers right as his dad steps off the stairs. It was the best kiss he’s ever had. Her lips were so soft, albeit a bit tense from the surprise attack. She smelled like lavender and clean laundry.

He’s not sure what possessed him to kiss her. This strange Goth girl he’s never met. But it feels so right. Like this was meant to happen. Like they were destined for it. He actually might like to get to know her better. Something tells him he already does. They part for air.

“I call that a fake-out make-out”

“Yeah, I know”

s-s-ironnie

DannyMay Master Post Days 21-30 with accompanying fanfic

Day21 | Day22 | Day23 | Day24 | Day25 | Day26 | Day27 | Day28 | Day29 | Day30

charlesoberonn

When you reblog a good post from a fandom you’re not in

charlesoberonn

#i didn’t want to reblog this bc i haven’t seen rick and morty #but in this context it makes perfect sense

Alya: Volpina is way better than Queen Bee.

Chloe: Please, if Ladybug is the first best, then Queen Bee is the second best hero of Paris.

Alya: Lets ask to the second expert of superheroes. Marinette could you please tell Chloe who is the second best hero of Paris?

Marinette: Well of course, thats Chat Noir.

Alya/Chloe: 😲

Adrien: 😻

skyblob

Happy Fenton to lighten up your day.

look I gsve him freckles

novur

titanbender

always reblog because best crossover in history

norhuu

This. Always.

usapotterfan

76,000 notes

galahadwilder

Chat Noir Sings

Adrien Agreste rarely sings, but when he does, has a lovely, almost transcendent signing voice.

Chat Noir? Does not.

He sings constantly when he’s on patrol, but his voice is horrific. Where Adrien’s voice is soft, angelic, Chat Noir yowls and shrieks with the most dramatic choreography he can invent. There are clips on the Ladyblog of him butchering “One Day More” from Les Mis while parkouring dramatically across the Paris Capitol Building, including climbing the flagpole to stand atop it during Enjolras’ part, then swinging all the way down for Javert. All of Paris knows that Chat Noir is a terrible singer, but they appreciate his enthusiasm–except Ladybug, of course, who seriously wishes he would stop for just ten goddamn minutes, is that too much to ask?

Until one night, when the two of them are resting on top of the Eiffel Tower, and Ladybug absentmindedly begins to sing to herself. It’s not anything big, just something stupid and pop-y–just a silly little ditty by some pop singer that she hasn’t been able to get out of her head–when suddenly she hears Chat join in with a perfect, lilting harmony. A harmony that is nowhere in the original song, and that he is clearly making up on the spot. And it’s the most beautiful thing she’s ever heard.

She’s too shocked to do anything but finish the song, listening to him float his way through a completely original countermelody that sends heat to her cheeks in a way that doesn’t happen around anyone but Adrien. The song finishes, and they spend the rest of their time together in silence, staring out across Paris.

The next morning, Marinette can’t get the song out of her head. She keeps finding herself humming it whenever she’s not paying attention, and ends up just the littlest bit disappointed every time she realizes that Chat isn’t there to sing his part.

Until, when class is being dismissed for lunch, she starts humming it again, and hears another voice join in as she and Adrien are walking out the door.

brokenpitchpipe

if you haven’t seen Cinderella III: A Twist in Time, you are missing out

dancinbutterfly

Thank you for this. I clearly was missing out on a lot in my life. Knowing that this is the guy who Cinderella ends up with makes me feel SO much better about the first one. Of course this is the kind of asshole who would track down a girl based on 1 night of dancing and a lost shoe. Why didn’t we think of this? Well played, Mickey, well played.

gaiomon

He’s such an airhead, I love him.

imthepunchlord

HtLaGi10D AU

really random, but you know what could be a fun ML AU?

How to Loose a Guy in 10 Days

idk, Alya and Nino are having a rough patch

Alya is pressed for time to do a big journalist story and no time to test anything out and is stressing along side this rough patch in her relationship

Marinette wanting to help her bae, offers to do an experiment for Alya since she’s too busy. She offers that with her horrible luck, she could loose a guy in about 10 days.

Alya isn’t sure about this but Marinette rolls with it, believing that yes, her luck was that bad plus Alya needed a story. she’ll do what she must. this way, her bad luck could be of some use.

Chloe wants Adrien to be happy and not lonely, is maybe dating Nath.

Gabriel is pushing for Adrien to have a solid partner in his life, especially since no one is clicking with him and Chloe chases off anyone she doesn’t approve, and Gabriel wants his son to have an heir someday, preferably around the time he’s going to take over the business.

Adrien does NOT want Gabriel involved with his love life.

stupidly makes a bet that he would find THE one, and that he DIDN’T NEED ANY HELP AT ALL, and he could make any girl fall for him and set his own future and happiness thank you very much.

And when Chloe laughs at this stupid challenge he got himself into, Adrien adds to it that he could make this girl fall for him in ten days cause he was Adrien freaking Agreste and Chloe thinks he’s the biggest idiot.

he and Marinette meet by chance with him witnessing her going off on Lila for trying to harass Alya and he’s interested by that fire, moves to catch her when she trips, and it just kinda clicks when he saves her on the spot.

he’s interested in Marinette

Marinette doesn’t believe in any good luck coming her way so rolls with it, seeing how her luck can mess her up so she can get that story for Alya.

Adrien persists with Marientte, despite how everything that seems like it could go wrong, still goes wrong. but he likes this girl and he is determined, and it’s an Agreste thing that once they’ve fallen, they’re gone.

and Marinette’s kinda baffled that he’s still persisting with her despite her awful luck constantly messing them up and oh no she might be falling for him.

maybe Lila trying some sabotage here and there because that’s Adrien Agreste she could get popular with him, bonus that he’s hot.

Chloe and Alya curiously watching this play out, maybe sort of having bets on the outcome or guess on what’ll happen next.

Adrien makes more friends through Marinette and actually learns to really enjoy himself and be happy. he’s not lonely anymore with her and is resolute that she’s the one.

Marinette is awed that there is a guy sticking with her despite her awful luck constantly messing them up in some shape or form, and brings in this encouragement and support to her self worth that her bad luck has long since beaten down and it’s just so, well miraculous.

no miraculouses, though for some fun and mix up on these no miraculous set ups, a kwami swap version.

Marinette adopted Plagg from a shelter, a cat that no one wanted, swearing he’s bad luck, and yeah, her luck seems to have gotten worse after getting him but she adores this grump and he adores her and he’s an easily jealous cat and he has to sleep on everything and sit on her stuff while she’s working and is the biggest momma’s boy

Adrien found Tikki the stray during one outside shoot and she just lights up his world and seems to make everything better and for the longest time he swears she’s the only lady he needs in his life only Gabriel isn’t satisfied with a calico being the only lady in Adrien’s life.

Plagg and Tikki click, much to Marinette’s surprise and Adrien’s delight.

and after drama and chaos, these two idiots are in love, a solid couple, Gabriel is happy that his son found someone, plus Marinette has promise for the company future, Chloe is content that Adrien isn’t lonely anymore, and Alya has her story, writing about this crazy tale of love and delighted that her girl found happiness.

and most of all, Plagg has found a new snuggle partner that is just as great as his Marinette.

feel free to add on and polish up this idea, just really random thought watching this movie while writing. got some potential fun. maaaay write. Though if anyone else wants to have a go, feel free too.