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[asiandramanet]

Summer is high and so are our spirits! We've reached our tenth event and the theme for it is ㅡ SCENERY!

This month we are celebrating the gorgeous scenery in asian dramas and so feel free to create anything related to it.

TO PARTICIPATE

ㅡ must be a member of our network AND our discord server ㅡ you can become a member HERE ㅡ if you’re already a member but not part of our discord server, click here to join ㅡ reblog this post ㅡ caption your post with “@asiandramanet event 10 ㅡ scenery” and tag #asiandramanet

feel free to contact us here or on discord if you have any questions. happy editing! <3

[userdramas]

USERDRAMAS EVENT 10: EMOTIONS

For September, our event will be all about EMOTIONS. This is your chance to highlight a specific emotion, a story arc, character, a quote, or a scene that made you emotional, or different portrayals of emotion… we encourage you to make any type of visual content (gifs, edits, fmvs, fanart, etc.) of Asian media inspired by emotions. This event will run from September 1st to September 28th.

TO PARTICIPATE: ✿ join our network ✿ reblog this post ✿ make visual content featuring this month’s prompt ✿ caption your post as follows: @userdramas event 10: emotions [optional: insert quote/description/caption]

[userphotoshop]

We’re proud to introduce colours as this months event! This month’s creations will revolve around colour, which can range from showcasing the colours of your favourite media, or analysing a characters colour, or even just making something vibrant and colourful!

TO PARTICIPATE:

Join the network if you haven’t already.

Reblog this post. Make an original visual creation that fits the theme. Caption your creation with  “ @userphotoshop​ event 10 | colours “. Tag us with #userphotoshop.

Don’t hesitate to contact us if you have any questions, happy creating!

[paletmblr]

hoii everyone! welcome to paletmblr’s tenth event. after taking a poll, the april event theme was decided to be surrounding seasons. your creations can of different seasons portrayed in film, tv, anime, music videos etc. this event will run through entirety of april. the only requirement is your creations should be pale/pastel!! hope you participate!

to participate:

⁍ reblog this post !!

⁍ make as many creations as you’d like !!

⁍ include us in your caption !!

  eg: “ @paletmblr event x: [ description ] ”

⁍ tag your creations with #paletmblr10 !!

if you have any questions for the event, feel free to send us an ask! we are excited to see all your lovely creations!

happy giffing <3

[creatorsofcolornet]

CREATORS OF COLOR NET EVENT TEN: NEW YEAR EVENT

to celebrate the new year we’ll be making creations for characters you relate to! make any type of creation — gifs, edits, art, etc. — to appreciate characters of color you see yourself in. this event will run from January 1st to January 31st.

to participate: ✮ join our network if you haven’t already! ✮ reblog this post ✮ make any original creation featuring poc that fits the theme ✮ caption your post with:     @creatorsofcolornet event 10: new year event     [quote / description] ✮ tag us: #ccnet

creations for this event should include fictional characters. feel free to message us if you have any questions! we can’t wait to see what you create ❤

since the tags are currently not working (as of 1/1) y’all can wait to post your creations until it’s fixed, if the issue isn’t resolved soon we’ll extend the time for this event!

[jedimusings]

@dcpravities (luke) - round two

ben → luke : hi dad, i am not sure what’s going on. this tech seems pretty outdated so i hope this actually gets to you. 

ben → luke : anyway, i am currently on earth. are you also on earth? i haven’t heard of it- must be in the outer rim. if you are on earth, where are you? also, where did we leave the ship? is r2 with you? he’s not with me. 

ben → luke : have we been here for a while? i seem to be messaging with a lot of people on this thing & they seem pretty familiar with me

[oneringnet]

The Company of the Ring shall be Nine; and the Nine Walkers shall be set against the Nine Riders that are evil.

we’re happy to announce our next creation event! this time the theme is members of the fellowship and the event is open until 30th june.

how to participate

check out oneringnet and our members

reblog this post to signal boost

create and post something about the fellowship of the ring, or one or more of its members

tag #oneringnet in your post so we can find it and reblog it to the blog

mention @oneringnet in your post’s caption

an example caption: @oneringnet members of the fellowship event -- (character’s name) quote/description/etc.

you can take part as many times as you want ♥︎

[tfotadaily]

Our peace continues, thanks to the combined efforts of the Mortals and the Fae. That means there’s no punishment for this tournament. 

Enter the Tournament:

Reblog this post

Use the caption @tfotadaily​ Tournament 10: QON Cover Redesign

Use the tag #tfotadaily

The tournament lasts from July 31st to August 29th. For fae currently in @tfotadaily​​ please reblog to the net under the tags #event9 and #oc:(your name). May the peace continue to reign triumphant!

[acotarnet]

It is no secret that we ourselves exist in but one of the many universes scattered throughout the multiverse; in other worlds, Gods turn a blind eye to strife and Godkillers reign triumphant. Ancient texts have recently been recovered, and your High Ladies have deciphered them and made a breakthrough: in a dimension far, far away, the inhabitants of Prythian reside as Gods and Goddesses!  We now turn to you to help us in illustrating the tales told in the ancient poems, in an effort to immortalize the truths we have stumbled across.

Event 10: Characters as Gods/Goddesses

Info:

Though the fae of old are revered among mortals, even the High Lords and Ladies of Prythian are no measure against the Gods. And yet... Somewhere, in a realm not our own, there are temples of worship built to honor us. Now we ask you to imagine that world, and make it our own. 

How it works:

Reblog this post to spread word.

Create something (playlist, moodboard, character poster, fanart, etc.) to show your favorite ACoTaR character(s) as they would be seen if they were one of the Gods of old.

Use the caption: @acotarnet event 10: (insert character) as (inset god/goddess) (quote/caption here)

use the tags #theacotarnet and #event10 when queueing to the net.

This event runs from Sunday, January 6th to Sunday, February 3rd, and is open to Fae of the acotarnet and mortals of the Tumblrverse alike.

[fragilemxnds]

@jedimusings​ ( fred weasley)

kate wiped her forehead with the back of her hand before leaning over to catch her breath. she was on her, definitely not a patrol, walk when things started to get freaky. first it was this weird thing that hissed at her when she tried to help them. and then now she just got attacked, if that was even the right word for it, by who knows what. she ended up just running away and whatever it was stopped following her after about a mile. she clutched her bow in one hand and looked around in confusion, she could hear weird sounds and distant...screams?

“what the fuck is happening” she said out loud, a bit frustrated. if some sort of attack was underway she picked the worst possible place. the national mall? what is she going to do, go full spiderman and scale her way up the washington monument? as she scoured the surrounding area for the best high ground she could take she nearly missed the footsteps approaching behind her. her body moved swiftly and soundless as she grabbed her bow, cocked an arrow and had it aiming towards the on-comer in record timing. “one step closer and this goes through your knee cap buddy” she said, her voice suddenly sounding a lot stronger than it did before.

[a-madman-withabox]

Event Starter - Open to Any in ZONE THREE (3)

He’d spent the last week since he’d finally regained all of himself inside the TARDIS. Partially to apologize for his conduct, and partially to try and sort out a number of problems that were coming at him. The Doctor had realized that, though he was stuck here, there was plenty that he could to do help the others who were also trapped here - after all, he wasn’t alone in this predicament. The mystery of lost memories, Wade’s condition - any number of things! River Song was here as well - something that should not have been possible, which made him wonder if this wasn’t another digital projection made by a computer where they were all plugged in somehow against their will.  Regardless, he had been busy, and Time Lords needed almost no sleep at all - little cat naps at most.  It was quite alarming when, at midnight last Friday, he had turned away from the console of the TARDIS, right in the middle of a conversation with her, and found himself standing in the middle of a street across the city from where his flat was.  He’d spent the past 36 hours trying to sort it all out - and he had realized, after a scan of the environment with his sonic screwdriver, that... Well, the water was bad. Really bad.  Normally, he was quite resistant to human viruses, but this one had been apparently engineered quite aptly. It hadn’t taken long for the first errant, unpleasant thoughts to trickle into his brains. His willpower was considerable, even more now that he had a grasp on himself! But even so - the idle thoughts of dispatching these irritating, whining, stupid humans were not normal, and not at all like him. Aziraphale had texted him and he had urged him to not come to this side of the city, or at least, not to drink the water. Amnesia wind was alarming enough, but...The Doctor took a breath and rubbed a hand over his face to clear his mind as he continued his investigation.  “Oh, this is bad, this is very...not good, at all.”

[heavens-top-brass]

Zone Two/Nightmares - Closed Starter for Aziraphale @evitcrnity

He had initially thought that this place was akin to Hell, after his first few weeks being trapped here. But a chance encounter with a surprisingly calm and unthreatening Aziraphale had brought the reality of it all into stark relief. It was irritating, being trapped in this place through unknown means, but it hadn’t been utterly painful. Humans were, well, humans, but at least he had been coming around to the idea that he wasn’t being directly punished. When he found himself in downtown DC, in the middle of the night, outside of his own ability and volition, however, Gabriel realized that this city was closer to Hell than he had realized.  That had been several days ago - how many, the archangel had long lost count.  Fear was not something he really felt at all - it had been an emotion beneath him, something humans had to deal with more than he had. He’d divorced himself from it and most other emotions that were unpleasant long ago, before time had even begun.  That had been before he’d turned a corner and seen his long lost brother standing there. Impossibly beautiful, even as the Fall contorted his elegant features; dressed in the finery befitting the Morningstar, the wounds Michael had given him when she had cast him out - and behind him, the legions of those two thirds of the fallen stars rising. The smell of ozone, burning flesh and brimstone filled the air - and Gabriel reached for a sword that had long since been set aside for the bureaucracy of Heaven.  Hello, brother. Nice of you to join us. You...will be joining us, won’t you? After that terrible mix up, letting those two end the War...And you know what happened the last time an Archangel wanted a war and failed, don’t you? Not a very...divine thing to want, Gabriel. Sweat beaded his brow, and his eyes glanced sharply to the side. They stood there at his side as well, dark hair and soft features marred with the burns of hellfire. They went by a different name now - this was impossible. He’d only just seen Beelzebub not a year prior when this had all went down; how could they be - He was deeply ashamed to admit that he had fled, that night. Madness reigned the streets, and he was one lone angel against the unholy horde. Unarmed, surrounded by feeble and witless humans, there was no way to avoid a catastrophe in the street unless he had ran and found a place to sort out a strategy. 

For six days, Gabriel had been fighting them off. No matter where he moved to, they seemed to happen upon him. Without a weapon, with strict orders to not make himself known to the humans around him, he had shockingly taken to actually protecting a small group of humans inside a building. You couldn’t protect the lower choirs before from this legion of the damned. But these humans don’t have anything to do with that war. They were meant to be caught up in the second war, not this one! 

None of them knew the truth - for the moment. Without a sword, he was made to use what angelic power he dared in the presence of these mortals - all of them appeared to be hiding from their own fears. Lucifer and the demons would be on them in an instant if they found them here in this office building.  Office buildings. At least it was somewhat of a familiar setup. Unfortunately, he was not the strategist, Michael was - and she was nowhere to be seen. He was clever, of course, but this was madness - and apparently, he came to understand, humans needed actual food and water to sustain their lives. The three children holed up with a couple of adults had began to whine about it after a few days. And so, today, on the sixth day, the Archangel Gabriel was out in the streets near dusk, running an actual errand for these irritating humans that he absolutely had not any concern for whatsoever. Armed with what they had called a “baseball bat” - which he may or may not have blessed just in case he had to face down literally Satan - he went around to these shops that offered food - which he still had an extreme distaste for, but at least the children would stop whining about it. 

[avengier]

          COTES WARD. LATELY SHE HAS found herself around it more often, whether it be for the few hobbies which she partakes or the way she can hide about without bother. pinks and crimsons line the streets, complementing the cherry blossoms which float down from the trees... as well as the particular fox which now trails behind her, one hand in her own as she tugs her along. ❝ Stop asking about where we’re going. How many times do I have to say it’s a surprise?! Christ... I should’ve just stayed home, ❞ she snaps, keeping her face away from the (possibly) prying eyes of the caster herself the best she’s able. after all, it wasn’t as if she was wanting to reveal the pink that crosses over pale features as it was as they walk down the streets towards what seems a less traveled path.

          why she had felt the urge to go out, especially during such a sickening celebration, is beyond her, let alone with tamamo in tow. well, it wasn’t as if she could get out of it easily now, giving slight glowers towards any passing eyes that lingered far too long.

          ❝ J-Just keep following me, alright?! And don’t. Say. Anything. About. This! ❞ not like she would be able to help herself, the avenger presumes, but at least she gave a general warning amidst all her flusters. regardless, she keeps going despite everything, contrasting far beyond her attitude. ❝ Oi! Got it? ❞

                                                        「 @casterextra 」

[shamim9252]

New gameplay 10 levels on the one day - Garena Free Fire - #freefiregame...

[lucy--corazonweasley]

The Story of Tonight: [ Albus | Lucy ]

Lucy was the first to find out about the fork. She didn’t remember the war stories having a fork, nor did that painting of Ariana Dumbledore actually help them in figuring out which way to go. All she knew was the passageway lead to the Room of Requirement – but the actual location of the room was on the seventh floor, though the room had been known to lead someplace else.

“Okay…” She didn’t want to have to split everyone up, but it seemed like the only way; if there was a dead end, they could just meet back here, right? And so she split the groups into three, leaving herself with just herself and Albus. He’s the one who’s the least likely to hold them back, since he too, had a sibling in the castle – and he was a cursebreaker.

With Lucy’s wand held in front of her, they kept going; the passage was dark, but Lucy wasn’t sure how to deal with it. Why wasn’t it as straightforward as before? Did the Room of Requirement really think they were intruders? Lucy just needed to see her sister, that’s all! That’s it! Lucy sighed; she couldn’t see the end of the passage yet. Her free hand stayed to the side of the hall.

“Uncle Harry didn’t tell you anything about why the school was locked? And he didn’t tell you about the passage into Hogwarts going wonky like this?”

[marius--lestrange]

Cell Block Tango | Roxanne & Marius

@roxannexxolivia 

Roxanne’s shoulder all but skidded across the dingy floor as she was tossed rather unceremoniously into the dungeon cell. The shouting that had bounced across hallway after hallway on the long haul down only seemed to grow more fervent as she pushed herself back to her feet, hands gripping fiercely to the cell bars.

“What kind of idiots are left running this show, anyway? Sure, sure – throw the bloody one who found him in here while the crazed lunatic is still at fuckin’ large! Real fuckin’ swell job you’ve all done! Merlin forbid we suspect the Minister’s son – no fucking wonder nothing ever gets bloody done around here!”

Marius laughed. Did she really think that she could get them out? Once upon a time (just a week ago, actually), Marius was in the same position, trying the same tactic. Admittedly, it took him longer than most to finally accept that there wasn’t a way out.

Most of his new roommates were content with sitting around and just waiting, and so Marius had to be the one to do the same – lest look foolish in front of the rest, despite the fact that most of them were aware that he, on more than one occasion, had tried to escape in some form.

That was all before they brought in the first suspect. The information he got was valuable, though useless in getting himself out. Now he just watched this girl – she was on the shorter side, with arms banging down the door with more energy than he had seen.

“Found who?” Marius tried to sound droll, as if this conversation was casual, between friends. He was trying to do that at least, especially with the realization that perhaps he needed to have more people working towards his cause to get revenge than against it. “And what about the Minister’s son?”

How many people knew that Finley was his brother-in-law? And what about Finley was suspect? There was more and more gossip coming every week; everyone had someone to blame but Marius, and this girl was the first one to mention the Minister’s son as a part of this mess.