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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

shymagnolia

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

littlelionmay

Hey peeps!

I'm currently in the early stages of creating a modern webseries adaptation of Dracula. I'm writing my master's thesis on webseries adaptations of classic novels, so I have some knowledge of the process, but I could always use some advice, especially when it comes to funding. The current budget is zero, and I've planned the series around the possibility that we won't have any money to work with, but any financial help will be a massive help and allow us to make the show better.

Do any of you, creators or not, know what kind of platform might be best to fund a webseries? Kickstarter? Patreon? Something else I have no idea exists? Any ideas on what we could offer to people who pledge money? All suggestions welcome!

coastcities-archive

Why do certain people…. hate fun? Like they really type up huge ass posts telling you not to make your OCs animagi/metamorphmagi/parselmouths/etc. because being that makes them ~Mary Sues uwu~. It’s also, apparently, a crime to make your OCs be the sibling of a canon character?? Like you’re not allowed to do that for some reason??

All fanfiction is self-indulgent wank, let people do what they want and stop trying to make them feel bad just because you personally don’t wike it, or I will print out your boring, pretentious drarry angst-smut and show it to your mother.

#That is savage and accurate I'm cackling

melodrqmas

john murphy in 5x11 - the dark year

dreamerbellamy

Neck beard Murphy

creativefangirling

That's it, I'm kinkshaming you.

funkyfartmaster

Have you ever met someone on the internet that you liked so much that you sometimes sit there and think “Oh man there are people who are lucky enough to see this person IN THE FLESH ON A REGULAR BASIS and I wonder if they realize how LUCKY they are”

dreamerbellamy

@creativefangirling

creativefangirling

JOKE'S ON YOU, YOU'RE SEEING ME IN UNDER TWO MONTHS ❤

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Masterlist (last updated 16/09/2016)

Masterlist

The 100:

Preferences: How they kiss you (Boys) (Girls) How they smile at you (Boys) (Girls) How you cuddle (Boys) (Girls) How they react when someone hits on you (Boys) (Girls) How they look at you when you’re not looking (Boys) (Girls) How he react when he finds out you’re pregnant How they react when they realise they’re in love with you (Boys) (Girls)

Bellamy Blake: Till We Grow Older Nightmares Heat About Time Jealousy Not your fault (1) (2) I knew it Losing you Walls Power Cut (Domestic AU) (1) (2) (3) Just Friends Not anymore Surviving Good enough Disaster Broken Earth date

John Murphy: Coming back for you (1) (2) Fuckboy (Birthday personal for knightofthefandom) The Killer (1) (2) Make Up Your Mind Earth Traditions

Jasper Jordan: Masterplan

Monty Green: Masterplan Camping Trip (AU)

Lincoln: Attached

Teen Wolf:

Preferences: How they kiss you

Peter Hale: Flatmates

Derek Hale: Misunderstanding Don’t Standing guard Loss (1) (2)

Isaac Lahey: The Wolf (Dear Rabbit Crossover) (Prologue) (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) Forgiven (1) (2)

Liam Dunbar Wednesdays

Scott McCall: Specialist

Alpha Aiden: Grief

Marvel:

Preferences: How they hug you

General: Working Together (Supernatural crossover)

Bucky Barnes: Humanity (Prologue) (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19)

Pietro Maximoff: New begginings

Natasha Romanoff: Turning Back (1) (2)

Once Upon A Time:

Captain Hook: Always

Peter Pan: Neverland

Supernatural:

General: Working Together (Avengers crossover)

Stitchers:

Cameron: For you Mistletoe Team night out Kitten

Kingsman:

Eggsy: Competition Just for a while

Can you do a camping AU with the 100 and with Monty x reader please?

I’m back! Sorry for the long writing slump, I’ll try to be better from now on.

Camping Trip (Monty x Reader)

This was not what you had in mind when you suggested a fun outing to your friends.

A fun outing was a day trip to the beach, or laser tag. Not swarms of mosquitoes and tents that required an engineering degree to pitch. But the majority had voted for a camping trip, and the excited expression on Monty’s face made it impossible for you to complain. Damn his adorable smile, it would be his fault if you died of a heatstroke or got eaten alive by a bear.

“That’s it, I give up!” You threw your arms up in surrender. “Let Jasper and Raven pitch it, I’ll find some other way to make myself useful.”

“You know what that means (Y/N),” Bellamy piped up, “wood duty.”

You groaned, thinking of bears and the countless horror movies your friends had made you watch. “Actually, I think I’ll try the tent thing again.”

“Too late, you’re getting wood for the fire. No chores, no smores.”

“I’m not going out there alone!” You protested.

“Of course not,” you turned to face Monty, who gave you a bright smile in return, “I’m coming with you.”

The task at hand suddenly didn’t seem as difficult. Considering how tight your group was, you never got to spend alone time with him. Your crush had developed in rooms full of loud, laughing people, through stolen glances and quiet but always witty comments. The opportunity seemed almost too good to be true.

“Fine,” you replied with a fake resigned sigh, “but you better keep the smores coming tonight, Blake.”

You turned around, ignoring Bellamy’s laughing shout of “make your own smores, you lazy ass”, and walked away from the camp, Monty following closely.

It took approximately five minutes of awkward silence for you to get yourself to talk. “So…have you gone camping before? You seemed very excited about it.” You bent down to pick up a dry branch, quickly glancing in his direction. He was smiling sheepishly, mindlessly kicking the dirt with his foot. “I used to go every summer with my parents. We’d walk until we were tired, spend the night in one place and get going again the next morning. Pretty intense for a five year-old but I loved it.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the thought of a younger Monty happily treading through the woods. “Is that where you got your passion for botany?”

“Mostly, yeah. My mum always took the time to teach me the Latin names of every plant. But we also had a garden, still do. My parents insist on only eating fruits and vegetables we can grow ourselves.”

“Between this and the smores, I’m getting very hungry.”

He let out a chuckle that made you feel a little too proud. “I’m sure we can find some edible berries around here.”

“You’re not trying to poison me, are you?”

“No promises.”

You laughed and skipped ahead, looking around for anything that looked even remotely like berries. “I see red!”

Monty caught up with you and picked up a berry, rolling it between his fingers. “I’m about 70% sure this won’t kill you.”

“That’s reassuring.”

He grinned at your horrified expression. “I’m just messing with you, it’s perfectly safe.”

You rolled your eyes playfully and started gathering more berries, staining your fingers red. The two of you found a fallen tree to sit on, taking a break to enjoy the improvised meal. Monty turned out to be a lot more talkative one on one then he was with the rest of the group, and you learned a lot about his family, his childhood and the things he loved. After a while, you noticed that it had gotten darker. “We should probably get back to camp while we can still see.”

“Right.” You thought you detected a hint of disappointment in his voice as he stood up, gathering the wood you had left on the ground.

“This is even creepier the darker it gets.” You remarked, squinting at the path in front of you to avoid tripping on anything.

“I don’t find it creepy. I think it’s beautiful.”

You smiled to yourself, counting on the deepening darkness to hide your face from him. “You do?”

“Uh-uh. I always thought it would be a great place for a first date.” He added, clearly trying to sound detached and casual.

You could have sworn your heart stopped beating for a moment. “Is…is this what it is?”

“Only if you want it to be.” You looked at him, trying to discern his expression in the dark. You were almost certain he was smiling. You were just about to answer when the beam of a flashlight blinded you, making you jump out of your skin.

“There you are, we were starting to worry!”

“Get this thing out of our face, Blake.”

“Whoops, sorry.” Bellamy sung, making no effort to sound sincere. “Come on, we’re only a few minutes away.”

You followed along reluctantly, purposely falling back to walk next to Monty. “So…hum…we’re going to be here a few days, right?”

“…Yes.”

“And we’re going to need wood, like, every night, probably.”

“Very likely.”

“I think we made a good…wood-gathering team. We should, hum…gather wood again. Together. Tomorrow?”

You could hear the smile in his voice as you walked out into the clearing filled with your friends. “Tomorrow.”