#WAIT I CAN ADD TAGS TO ASKS ON DESKTOP NOW?

[eatsless]

A Guide to Tumblr Communities

Hi everyone!

Communities are the newest Beta feature that Tumblr staff has rolled out, and it looks very promising! Unfortunately it's also incredibly confusing. So here's an informative guide on how to make your own, or join another, community using my own experience alongside information from the Tumblr help article "Communities". This article seems to have been posted when it was still freshly in Beta, so the information may not be entirely up to date. As new updates roll out I will update this guide accordingly.

Not sure if communities work well on mobile, but can confirm it works okay on desktop! Message me with any questions or concerns and we can work it out together. As always, thanks for reading, and let me know what you think!

Making a Community

Making a Tumblr community is easy, but not guaranteed. Right now there is a waitlist and communities may or may not be approved. When making your new community, first you must choose a name and your tagline. Your tagline will basically be describing the page for your audience and prospective members.

Next, choose whether to be public or private. I recommend public, as it is a community and you want more people to see it and to join.

Your community appearance is up next, and you need to choose your banner and avatar for the community.

Finally, your tags! Add up to ten tags to describe your community.

MAKE SURE that you are completely satisfied with all of these, as of right now there is no way to change them. At all.

Now it's the waiting game to see whether or not Tumblr will approve your community! If it is approved, Tumblrbot will message you saying "Your community was approved! 🎉 Check it out here: ..." and send a link to your new community.

The Roles in a Community

According to the Tumblr guide "Communities", each community has a few different roles available. Admins, the one who makes the community, can invite users, see (and cancel) pending invites, and delete posts and comments. The moderator role is upcoming and not yet available, but they will only be able to delete posts and comments. Members, the person who joins a created community, can interact through reacting to posts, leaving comments, making new posts, and reblogging posts into the community. Non-members cannot do any of this, but they can lurk and see the public parts of the community without interacting.

Joining a Community

Joining a community is a murky land, but let's navigate it together!

To join an active community, first you must find it. You can only access a community through a direct link, as they are not searchable in their own section yet! You can either look through the tag "Tumblr Communities" and try to find one through posts there, or maybe someone you're following has shared a link to their own community. Mine can be found at https://www.tumblr.com/communities/weheartit if you want to test any of this out ;)

Go to the page for the community! See if they have any posted rules, their about page, etc and make sure it's a good fit for you. Once sure, you can message the admin (their username should be publicly available) and ask for them to invite you. At this point I'm not sure when you can request to join via the community directly, but it's definitely upcoming. It's important to note that you cannot join a community as a side blog! I repeat, to join a community it has to be through your main blog. (this is where I ran into trouble for writing this section!! so if you guys can crowdsource this with me I would appreciate it!)

The maximum amount of members in a community is 500, and has potential to be increased in the future depending on popularity of this feature. The roles of each community member are outlined above, which details their range of actions.

To join my community of WeHeartIt♥, please leave me a comment here or DM me and I'll send you an invite!!

To reblog posts there, it so far appears that must be done through the desktop site instead of the mobile app, and can't be done through quick reblog. You need to manually choose to reblog it to the community you're a member of, and share it to the community. Note that the community admin or mod (upcoming) may remove it at their discretion. If it's a public community you can lurk without joining, but remember that as a non-member you cannot interact with the posts and some features will be locked for you!

[headdaze]

for your lil ask post: (if that doesn’t work just imagine me flopping around like a fish outta water all sad and emo like bc i hate mobile)

I’M NOT INTO ANY SO JUST ANSWER WITH ONE OF YOUR FAVS (if you wanna <3)

FISH ILYSM YES IT DID WORK LOLLL yeah mobile is a pain (mostly bc I hate texting RIP) so I feel u, like I have to add tags onto posts so they don't get buried but it's so annoying to type out all of them and then add the little hashtag to actually make it a tag so these days I literally just do "reblog now" and then later on desktop i'll add tags 😂

ANYWAYS

now those of you who have been stalking my recent reblogs will probably expect me to yap abt svt and believe me I could & I would but im gonna take this chance to yap about my current fav gg my beloved 💖 KISS OF LIFE 💖 for the ask game - for those of yall who don't know they're under S2 entertainment (not one of the "famous" companies to my knowledge), have four members, and debuted pretty recently in 2023!!

✦ my first bias: belle her vocals literally make me feel like i could die happy. also she's so competent (i love competency) & just so unintentionally funny sometimes and always slays so yes i love her so much

✦ my current bias(es): ot4 😭 i feel like sayinh anything else is a CRIME, imo they're the best when they're together and vibing bc the way they all just hang out and have fun together reminds me a lot of my own friend group 🥹

✦ my album and/or era ranking (or favorite of each): they're newer so not too many eras to choose from & also all of them are SLAYS SO here's the best from each for me - kiss of life (debut album): I'm weak for belle's countdown (prechorus SLAYSSS) & shh is surprisingly addictive / born to be xx: all of it. amazing. says it is really beaitufl and calm, but bad news always gets me hyped!! / midas touch: it's a single album so only two songs BUT THEY GO SO HARD!!!

✦ how i got into them: this is a really weird story that I'm just gonna tell bc I can and I will -- I saw Jii (cover artist on Youtube) uploaded a short of her Chinese cover of Midas Touch & Jordan Orme (also a youtuber) analyzed the music video… but tbh I was annoyed to see it everywhere RIP LOL and then eventually watched Jii’s short and was like “wait this is actually so banger” so I watched the Midas Touch MV then watched Jordan Orme dissect it .. then idk how but eventually I just went on a KIOF listening spree, listened to all their discography and the rest is history >3< I will say I feel like the moment I was like "yeah i love them to death" is when I watched their midas touch part switch dance; i feel like it really showed off their fun energy and made them feel very real, in a way.

✦ which member would be my best friend: oh help i actually don't know since i don't know TOO TOO much abt each of their personalities - maybe natty?? maybe i'm biased bc i have a best friend whose name is pretty similar to hers 😂

✦ something i associate with them (or with a bias/any member): shimmery metallic pink, X's, hearts, anything NEAR midas touch/greek mythology as any concept :D

tysm fish again for letting me yappp ily/p 🫶💘

[kwanisms]

I'm back bitches

We have 12 days left of September, which means Spooky Month officially starts soon & you know what that means.

🌕 Kinktober 2023 Creature Feature 🌕

But it also means that the long overdue sequel to Did You Hear That? is coming! She's a hefty girl with just over 18k words so desktop may be the best option to read and reblog as mobile has issues with anything over 10k.

It also means, the three spin-off pieces for the Library of Illusion are coming as well as a little piece I've written for Joshua. All in time for Spooky Month!

Along with Kinktober I have a few announcements. See more under the cut!

First, I have made the decision to add NCT (all sub-units), Day6, Super Junior, & Wonho to my archive. I no longer feel inspiration to write for them and do not want anyone waiting for content for them. I hate to leave Day6's Creature Feature unfinished but, sometimes that's the way things happen. This decision is final but I reserve the right to change my mind at any time.

From now on, I will be writing exclusively for Seventeen, Stray Kids, Ateez, & TXT. My rules for Kai (TXT) remain the same: absolutely no smut. That is my son. My child. I will also only write for Yesung and Z.Tao when the inspiration comes. My brainrot for both of those men is insane.

In addition, as my masterlists for these groups continue to grow, I will be creating masterlists for individual members.

That being said, I obviously won't take down any of my posts for these new archived groups, but I will change the masterlists just a bit so navigation is a tad easier.

Second, I will start using my other blogs effective immediately. I have a lot of sideblogs.

I will be using my main to reblog everything but my writing. All pictures, gifsets, etc will be posted there from now on.

I will also be using my recs blog, which I plan to redo entirely with a new tag system.

Third, I want to remind you all that my inbox here is always open. I love receiving mail. I love talking & interacting with you.

The anon feature is on so feel free to use it however, if you use it for hate, I will turn it off again. Don't be a coward. If you're gonna be mean, don't hide behind the anon feature. Face me instead.

Fourth, I will be reviving ask games and I encourage you to participate! It can be a lot of fun.

On the topic of asks, all asks not related to ask games will be answered every Monday and tagged as ' mailbox monday 💌'

Lastly, a friendly (and not so friendly reminder respectively) that empty blogs, meaning blogs without headers, pfp, posts, etc will be soft-blocked.

Soft-blocking is blocking and unblocking a blog so it forces them to unfollow you. I will be keeping track of the blogs I soft-block in a Google Sheet and if you follow me again without at least changing your pic and reblogging a few posts, you will be hard blocked.

Hard blocking means you will not be able to interact with my content (liking or reblogging).

Now for the not so friendly reminder;

if your blog does not have an age indicator on it (i.e the year you were born, your age, etc) YOU WILL BE SOFT-BLOCKED AS WELL. IF YOU DO NOT ADD AN AGE AFTER THAT, YOU WILL BE HARD BLOCKED. I will also be keeping track of these blogs. Ageless blogs and minors are not welcome on my blog. If you have turned 18 this year, PLEASE CHANGE YOUR AGE INDICATORS ON YOUR BLOG TO AVOID BEING BLOCKED.

If I find out a follower has lied about their age, I will be adding you to a blacklist I share with Cult of Dionysus. Keep in mind, we do not seek out minors to add them to the list, we only add minors that have interacted with our nsfw content. MINORS: PLEASE DONT IGNORE OUR BOUNDARIES. If we say do not interact with our content, we mean it. We have these boundaries for a reason.

I hope you look forward to what I have planned this month and please enjoy the spooks, the thrills, and of course, the smut. Thank you for your continued support as always. See you soon~ ʕ ◦`꒳´◦ʔ — booki。

[powerpolyculeshowdown]

ive scheduled the first 8 polls! they'll be released on sunday april 2nd at noon est. i did my best to work w criticism/suggestions ive received oe seen beong made to other poll runners:

- the post also says what the showdown is about, because apparently on desktop some ppl cant see op's url?

- ive seen many poll runners getting asks like "what parameters should we vote based on" so i added a short sentence just sayibg pick your favorite and read the descriptions

- added round specific tags to make it easier to find the polls per round

- added the tournament poll tag for blacklisting reasons, like that one post that was going around suggested

also, i didnt make headers this time, but i added images for each ship - tumblr crops images weird so you're gonna have to click most of them for a better look, not much i can do there

i unfortunately did not add image descriptions, ive seen ppl say tumblr's built in image description thing doesnt work, and the posts are already pretty long w the ship descriptions, so im sorry about that. I dont think the images add that much to the poll, since the ship description does a better job of introducing them?

feel free to send in any other suggestions, now or once round 1 part 1 is out. i wont necessarily do whatever ppl ask but i will take it into consideration

Sorry for the long wait and thank you everyone for your patience! In the meantime, ill probably keep reblogging other polls or answering asks if i get any!

Round 1 Part 1: Sunday April, 2nd at noon EST!

[wolfjackle-creates]

#okay no i changed my mind one last bit sorry:#what if we make this angsty? (i know you love the angst too don't deny it)#what if#instead of a garbled explanation or an apology or just turning invisible and skedaddling#danny just stops. eyes wide mouth open. and says#'please don't tell my parents. uncle clark please you gotta promise me please don't tell mom and dad. they'll kill me'#and despite not being able to hear his heartbeat it's obvious in the way that danny trembles that he's terrified - this goes beyond a#teenager being frightened about being caught. he's genuinely terrified of being killed#'danny i'm sure maddie and jack wouldn't -'#'you don't understand uncle clark they hate ghosts - they hate me they hate phantom you can't tell them!'#oof - yikes i'm sorry for all that#i never know if it's cool to start riffing or if it's impolite#please ignore if it's rude i'm sorry 😔#but damn your writing is fantastic i just couldn't help myself#my FRIEND i'm so pleased i chose that one it was fantastic and i loved it and i can't wait to see where you take it#i can't wait for the next wip game so i can ask more about it haha#thank you again!!!!!#ugh so good

Tags courtesy of @hailsatanacab (huh, maybe I should use desktop tumblr more often. Nice being able to copy paste those).

I have a little over 1k typed for this, and this isn't where I took it. But I didn't share more because I wasn't sure if I wanted to take it in a different direction.

This, this is good. I love it!

If anyone wants to add on to this or take it in another direction, please go for it! I may come back to it, but that just means we get that many more fics with the same premise. ^.^

Also if anyone sends in another ask for this WIP, they can see Clark apologizing to Bruce for giving him a hard time over not controlling his Robins.

And yes, there's going to be heartbreak over how Danny can't trust his parents with his secret. Clark is going to feel so awful for not spending more time with them in person. But his life is just so busy! He doesn't even get to see Ma and Pa enough. But if he'd just made more time, maybe his nephew and niece would be better off...

Edit: I suppose this needs a Next link now.

Oooooh, I love the wip ask game!! You know I'm a fiend for your Answer My Call fic, but... Danny is Vlark's Nephew is calling to me, that sounds like so much fun!

Look out tomorrow night (after 9 pm EST) for Answer My Call! Can you tell how much fun I'm having since this chapter takes place in Boston?

As for Danny is Clark's Nephew. I actually kinda forgot all about this one until I was looking through my "Prompt fills" document. And I followed the link I saved and what I wrote doesn't match it at all? So idk if I saved the wrong link or if I just took the barest bones and went in a totally new direction.

Here's the first 350ish words.

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Danny was practically vibrating as he followed Constantine through a random junk yard in Chicago and into a shed. He was going to meet the Justice League! And possibly join them! Totally worth the months he’d spent gathering every piece of John Constantine’s soul.

“All right, your highness. This is the Zeta Tube. They’re expectin’ us. After I make this introduction, we’re even, right? You’re not gonna demand anything else from me?”

“Nope! Your soul back for the chance to meet the Justice League with the potential of joining them. You’ve given them the files I sent you, right?”

“Course. Wouldn’t dream of reneging on a deal with the Ghost Prince.”

Danny laughed. “Sure you would.” Before Constantine could protest, Danny continued, “Now, how does this thing work?”

“You just stand right there. I’ll take care of it.”

Unfortunately, Constantine stood in a way that prevented him from seeing what he did. But then it didn’t matter because the room was filled with a strange energy that bombarded him. It tickled. Danny laughed even as the world spun away from him and reality shifted.

When everything came into focus around him again, he was facing a group of people. But his eyes focused on just one. Someone was talking, but Danny could only stare into equally shocked blue eyes.

“—om. Prince Phantom!” Constantine’s hiss finally got through the ringing in his ears.

Danny looked over at the wizard, but then he heard that clearing of the throat. He looked back at the group that had come to greet him. And there was Uncle Clark, dressed as Superman, standing with his arms crossed, foot tapping, and one eyebrow raised.

“I’m waiting for an explanation,” he said as soon as Danny met his eyes.

Danny opened his mouth. Closed it again. Swallowed. “Um…”

And then Constantine was talking again, thank the Ancients. “Superman, this is Prince Phantom, Crown Prince of the Infinite Realms, defeater of Pariah Dark, defender of—”

“Not you, Constantine.” Uncle Clark continued to stare straight at Danny. “I got a Christmas card from your parents just three months ago. I spoke to you on the phone last month on your sister’s birthday. You were alive then. Why do you suddenly not have a heartbeat.”

[cat-26]

cat ,, it's because main Tumblr found one of my mcytblr discourse posts and im cursed with all their tags in my notes because none of them knew the original context bc i didn't feel the need to include it because it was supposed to be a 20 note post because it was about Minecraft YouTuber discourse I've been cursed😔

lilac is this way too funny! main tumblr saw a post comparing them to twitter on the peripheral vision and decided to make it blow up to show how abhorrent the thought was to them

i hope some people were like "oh i will go look at this person's blog it's probably full of weird diary-like entries and annoying posts" only to find you mainly post about block men and wanting to be a fish/frog/butterfly

i would say i will protect you from main tumblr but i haven't gone close to main tumblr in years they scare me. i like my niche tumblr corners. (that's a lie. i would defend you no matter what. but i am still scared of main tumblr)

[kalofi]

have you seen benrey plush's eyebrows yet? it adds a totally different vibe to him

NO I HAVVEEENNTTTTT :(

[chaninfused]

hello, your banners are amazing and i was wondering if you do them yourself/how do you do them... ps: pls rest properly during your hiatus and thank you for all the amazing stuff you've put out

hey, there! thank you so much 💖 and yes, I do make my own banners! I usually start by drawing on paper then I use picsart to digitalize and edit the entire thing

[yamagucji]

some tips for writing blogs, especially those who are just starting out. these are some things that works for me and may or may not work for others.

how to add a read more link on mobile

type :readmore: on a free space, then hit the enter or return button

personally i think they’re very helpful because it lessens the space you take up in your dash, and might encourage more people to rb

+ you can also add this on a spot where it gives a sort of cliffhanger, essentially making people want to ‘read more’

headers, banners, and dividers

though not necessary, it’s good to have a title for your work. make sure it’s bold and doesn’t blend in with your notes (aka pairing, warnings, etc.). this also helps when someone wants to look up one of your works in your search bar

i don’t really make banners or covers for my works. but some good apps that i know of would be picsart and canva. if you’re looking for ideas, i definitely recommend going into canva

wondering how to make those really small, thin dividers? you can make them using picsart! to make a divider hit tools > free crop > brush > size (adjust it to your preference > then draw a line along the edge of your photo > save

using the divider you just saved, go back to picsart and edit it again > draw option > hit rainbow square at the bottom left corner > hit suction/droplet symbol right below the check mark > color in the white spots bc for some reason picsart glitches and makes dividers look white-ish

new blog? just opened an account?

this is gonna sound really frustrating. but... tumblr needs to check if you’re a bot or not. what does this mean? it’s likely that your first few posts won’t show up on the search bar. you may not even get to edit your header/pfp yet ://

this happened to me and there was no visibility on my account at ALL. what helped me get ‘verified’ is that i followed a LOT of accounts, liked a bunch of posts, made some posts here and there. now that lets tumblr know you’re not a bot

visibility

the tumblr tagging system usually only allows the first 5 tags in your post to show up. so, what can do you about this? only use FIVE or less tags in your post. wait about 15 minutes or more until you can add some more tags in your post, and they usually all show up like that

another important thing about using tags is not to generalize! especially if you’re using a popular tag. but also don’t specify it too much where barely anyone looks it up. for example, if you’re writing a gn piece about oikawa, i recommend you use the tags such as: oikawa x reader, haikyuu x reader, oikawa x gn!reader, haikyuu headcanons, etc

a good rule of thumb is to use character x reader tags first, then leave the full name or fandom tag last

FOR NSFW: tumblr doesn’t let any tags with nsfw show up. so, give your nsfw works another tag. maybe #namegetspicy idk, you figure it out

FOR WARNINGS: especially if you’re a dark content creator, i highly encourage you to add tw:xyz tags. if you already have a warning note at the top then that’s great. but even better for readers who prefer to actually block these tags that way they never get to see it

another important thing to note is that people have different timezones. it helps if you rb your work at a different time of the day, in case people missed it! (icymi) i’ve noticed that reblogging helps to make your post show up in the tags

interaction + feedback

first and foremost, you are not obligated to write for your followers, and neither are your followers obligated to interact with you. remember that everyone has their own individual lives, and they have their own things to do— so do you, too.

make friends! become mutuals with other writers, visit their ask box. i know it can be daunting having to initiate these things, but you might just turn out to have fun! you can’t expect people to interact with you if you’re not interacting (back). it’s... kind of a two way thing yk? no need to be afraid to interact with other writers. oh, and rb other writers works!

pspsps join tag games or do ask games. it’s fun and very interactive

it never hurts to ask for feedback. i usually do this in a more subtle way because i don’t really expect a full on analysis on my works. maybe a little, is this okay? or feedback appreciated. sometimes it takes a little bit of coaxing for the silent readers

formatting your posts and blog

i generally put in the title at the top in big, bold letters

then comes the header/divider. helps to make the post more... visually appealing ig?

it’s important to add warnings (if any) and the pairing. the audience is not all female, and it might be a little frustrating for male readers having to find out its an x fem reader piece like halfway through your fic

if you have multiple works posted, it’s really really helpful to have a navigation page!

you can organize the posts you make with tags! for example, if you’re shitposting, you can use a specific tag for that. if you have a nsfw related post (ESPECIALLY when your blog is open to the general audience) please make a tag for it

themes + colors

if you have a color in mind but don’t know which direction to go from there, i recommend looking up color + aesthetic

looking to use the same color? download a name color app that’ll give you a hex code for any color you want to use. then, you can type in that hex code for when you’re choosing a color for your tumblr bio

wondering how to make your header image small like mine? just choose a photo for your header and turn off the stretch image option

want to use a different text color that tumblr doesn’t offer? it’s not as complicated as you think. you’ll have to go on a desktop to do this and do some html (but trust me, it’s not very difficult). look up “HTML noob but trying my best - how to use colored text on desktop”

^^ i don’t have the link for the color text tutorial so you can try looking it up

how to make an aesthetic navi and masterlist

step 1: decide a theme! if you’re stuck, think about a character + color/season/mood or look up “[insert] aesthetic” to find some inspiration. or you can try looking at other blogs too

step 2: find a color scheme! it’s easier if you choose fewer colors. if you want to use the same color for both divider and text, download a color name app in order to get the hex code of that color.

step 3: add categories to your navi! most navigation pages include a link to masterlist, about/byi, and rules. your navi should have a title that indicates that it’s... a navigation page. you can add thin colored dividers with the same color to make it easier for followers to navigate

step 4: you can choose to create a ‘cover’ or a picture for your navigation and masterlist! again, i recommend you use the canva app as a starting point

extra: search up emoticon symbols to spice up your titles!

reminder for you as a writer

you’re not obligated to do any of these things. i’ve noticed that we tend to build pressure on ourselves when it comes to content and interaction. remember, this !! is !! for !! fun !! when you realize that it’s no longer fun, then know that it’s time to take a break. and there’s nothing wrong with a bit of self care.

^^ c/p from this post lol

at the end of the day, follower count and interaction doesn’t define you. again for the love of beings, you’re here on your own accord.

will be adding more if needed/asked.

[florenceisfalling]

ok wait i gotta ask bc i got like,, a real tiny mushy pea brain but do u have some kind of masterpost for ur ocs and stuff? i wanna learn abt them but im unsure where to start kinda thing !!

hey anon sorry this took me forever! you do not have a tiny mushy pea brain, and even if you did peas are yummy. not that your brain is yummy, though i bet its scrumptious. we at florenceisfalling dot tumblr dot com advocate for cannibalism ^_^

anyway!

i am so honored u asked and again im sorry ive taken foreverrrrr. but the best place to start right now is the website im currently working on :D

the website includes trigger warnings for everything !!!

i am an insane person and have been doing it all via carrd pages even tho thats a horrible idea.

it's a work in progress still, but the most complicated one (love and war) is nearly done! i just need to add the raiders and farmers to the people tab, and draw icons. its best viewed on desktop! my favorite part is that on places, theres an actual map, and you can click on the labels to learn more about the place - i recommend following the trail from the cabin, it tells some of the story.

i also have kiddo! basically complete, except for the image refs (theyre just picrews for now).

however i still have yet to add the other stories so here's a tl;dr for those :"D

extra-normal: almost everyone has a third eye on their forehead which allows them to see into a physical manifestation of their mind called the "second sight." vonnie is a nurse who works in a hospital ward dedicated to third eye injuries, and is particularly attached to a patient named avalon who is blinded and trapped in her second sight. she also works with a few regular volunteers, a trio of young friends (or perhaps lovers???) - daisy, who has no third eye; august, who is blinded in one of his normal eyes and thus has hallucinations and seizures related to his second sight; and tripp, who believes she's able to see into other people's minds.

living dead: the plot on this one is still not really my focus right now. theres a cool tv head oc named jacob, though. and a currently unnamed mad scientist.

pressed flowers: currently remaking this whole concept so anything ive posted here before is pretty much outdated!! now the story is this: theodora and oliver were childhood sweethearts, until teddie washed up dead on the beach. oliver still saw her ghost for a few years, but now that he's grown up and finally healing and dating a new girl named jessica - teddie shows up again and reveals that she was actually murdered. and the killer is on the loose, hunting again.

the mermaid's blade: this one i'm not gonna go into because i'm literally gonna try and film a lot of it next semester so y'all will hopefully be seeing it in that format soon enough 👁👁

you can find all of my story and character tags, as well as my general oc tag on my navigation page! however ive been posting for a long time abt these guys and the stories have all changed a lot so like.. dont trust the posts the further you scroll back lol

ty again for asking sorry my shit is so longwinded and complicated >_< lemme know if u have any questions or want more info on a specific story!

[indomies]

#showyourprocess

From planning to posting, share your process for making creative content!

To continue supporting content makers, this tag game is meant to show the entire process of making creative content: this can be for any creation.

RULES — When your work is tagged, show the process of its creation from planning to posting, then tag up to 5 people with a specific link to one of their creative works you’d like to see the process of. Use the tag #showyourprocess so we can find yours!

sabrina @lanwangiji​, my love, tagged me to share my process of making this typography edit! check out her explanation of her the untamed edit and her edit tag. 

1. PLANNING

i once opened lyrics edit requests so i can learn and practice typography. this edit was a request as well. i asked them which lyrics they wanted to have and the colors they’d like. since i got several requests and it was hard to keep tabs on them, i made a trello board so i could organize everything. i’m still using the trello board for every edit idea i have, the board makes my life easier.

above is what i filled the card in the board with. basically just information of the requests.

1.1 INSPIRATION

once i got the request, my first thought was to find the vibe the song/lyrics exude. “it’s an old curse” screamed witchy vibes to me, so i went to pinterest to find some inspirations. at first i was looking for witchy poster designs and i came across this. i liked how it has smoke-ish graphic and i thought the smoke suited the “old curse” lyrics. and tbh pinterest is a rabbit hole, they gave me suggestions after suggestions, like this and this which became my inspiration for the color palette (i added the gold from those pics) and the sun moon design gave me the idea to incorporate space stuffs too. i somehow landed on this too, and because i wanted to include space theme, i made a simple phases of the moon. ultimately the hero of this edit was the lyrics, i didnt want the graphics took the center stage. i was inspired to make a crystal ball and do this kind of typography but after several trials i couldnt get the the typography right, so i scratched that idea and went with the space theme instead.

1.2 PICKING COLORS

after i was feeling inspired enough, i went looking for the right colors. i usually just type “color name” and “palette” on pinterest. example “dark grey color palette” and i chose the one i liked best. when the request only asked for 1 color, i always searched for either a complimentary or contrasting color to give it a jushz, to add sprinkles. that’s why i added gold on top of the dark grey. 

1.3 FINDING FONTS

this is the hardest part. the fonts play important role to the design. they need to convey the vibes of the lyrics, in this case witchy/magic vibe. i needed to find fonts or font just as magical and a bit whimsical. tho i hoard fonts... i like to use new font for every typography edit lmao sue me.

i highly recommend going to creativemarket free goods site, pixelsurplus font freebies and behance to search for fonts. i always use 100% free fonts, that means i can use it personally as well as commercially. creativemarket gives me desktop license for the fonts, which means i can use it for commercial as well. the reason i do this because i want to open an etsy shop someday, and i want to have the right license when i sell my stuffs. i almost never buy fonts bc they are expensive lmao. 

the fonts in used are “Vintage” for the main typograpy (i think i was a freebie from creativemarket) and “Morganite” for the title of the lyrics and the name of artist. 

2. CREATING

once i have my materials and ideas, i open my illustrator and hope it doesnt crash every 5 min.

for this kind of typography edits, i use 600x700 px. tbh i dont like using 540px, the suggested tumblr size, as the width bc to me it doesn’t look as good in quality, so i up the px. but more on this sizing later. i utilize the artboards function in illustrator, and i use 2 artboards.

i use illustrator (ai) bc i’m working with vectors. when i work with vectors, the graphics/texts or whatever im making in ai wont become blurry or lose its quality when i enlarge or shrink it. in compare to photoshop, i need to make for example the moon graphic very big, so i wont lose the quality when i reduce and enlarge it again. with vector, i can start small and when i expand it, it’s still as good as when it’s tiny. 

2.1 GRADIENTS

i started with the gradients first. i created a rectangle as big as 600x700px and with the “freeform gradient” tool in ai, i played with the colors. below is the color palettes i used

2.2 LYRICS AND GRAPHICS

once the gradients are done, i worked with the lyrics and graphics right away. when i first doing this edits, i made typos a lot lmaooooooo. so i copy and pasted the lyrics on top of my artboard, so i wouldnt have any typos. 

i had 3 layers in my ai. one for the inspo pics and the OG lyrics. the rest for the edits themselves. i broke up “It's an old curse/dreamers diving headfirst” into to parts, hence the 2 more layers

i almost always started with the lyrics first then the graphics. but for this edit, i made the smoke first so i can layout where my text would be.

tbh the process of making the lyrics is a trial and error. i tried bunch of different stuffs and i chose whatever the best. but i worked like methodically, i made sure i finished the first part of the lyrics first then i could move on.

i was lucky with this font “vintage”. the font offers me several glyphs like these

and i chose the one at the bottom. you’re very lucky if you find a font and they have glyphs.

excursion: glyphs vs fonts

glyph is an individual character. It might be a letter, an accented letter, a ligature, a punctuation mark, a dingbat, etc.

A font is a digital file which is used to display a typeface, which contains the entire upper- and lowercase alphabet as well as punctuation, numbers, and other special characters.

after i was finished with all the lyrics i added some graphics to make the edit pretty like small stars or dots. i added the song title and the artist too, sometimes at the bottom sometimes at the top. and i added my watermark put it as small as i could and made it a bit invisible but still can be seen.

2.3 EXPORTING

exporting! this is where i’m going to go deeper with the dimension of my work. in ai, i always choose to save with “export as screens” function. it automatically divides the artboards i have and save them separately. i always save as png, bc the size is smaller than jpg but can maintain the quality.

now the export tab looks like this

see the formats? i always scale up my edits, 2-3 times the original artboard size. reason is, to maintain the quality. i have tried to save it as original, 600x700 px, but it turned out a bit blurry. bc everything in ai is vector, when i scale up it doesnt lose the quality. BUT once i save it as png, it’s not a vector anymore, and when you zoom in until a certain degree it’ll be pixelated. that’s why i always scale up, to avoid it becoming pixelated when it’s just zoomed 1 or 2 times.

2.4 FINAL TOUCH

i opened my photoshop and also pray it won’t crash. import the png of my edits, add some grains/noise. the reason i use photoshop is, the noise filter is way better than in ai. it’s smoother somehow. and then i export my edits.

(i have a timelapse of how i made one of my edits, it’s not this one, but it’ll give you a better visualization. find it HERE

3. POSTING

now the hardest parts are done, we go to posting!

i uploaded the 2 posters on tumblr as photos then i wrote the captions. for this typography edit, i always chose another lyrics that i like from the same song for the caption. i bolded the lyrics, add link to all of my typography gradient edits.

i always use this link to color my caption. i usually choose 3-4 colors, and i took the colors from my edit. but this was not until recently lmao. before i just took a guess and looked for similar colors that match the edit, but then i thought “why didnt i just use the color in the posters lmao”

ok after i have my html code for the caption, i go to this site to replace the “;” with “ “ so tumblr can read the code.

i’m not one who puts their edits in draft, bc i just cant wait to post it. i have to option here, either i post it immediately when the time is right (i usually post between 4-8) or i schedule it, if im finished before 4. 

i put all the necessary tags and click post! i am done finally!

i’m tagging:

@thetriangletattoo​ for this amazing series

@deludedandlostcause​ for this impressive gif

@half-lightl​ for this spectacular edit

@gayndrew​ for this stunning drawing

@thechampagnelovers​ for this cool collage

@cloudslou​ for this incredible edit

@heyangels​ for this incredible edit

[thecagedsong]

Tldr; skip if you don’t care about my religious opinions, I respect you for that, but someone took my effort to share a part of my testimony, reblogged it, and tagged it in a way that feels both demeaning and attacks my beliefs. God and His Church have done too much for me to not defend Him, so I’m going to do that now.

Also updated a chapter of Forgotten Light. Read it here, if that’s what you follow me for.

I’ve posted Christian memes, religious quotes, and general uplifting commentary on my blog for a while now. I didn’t want to hide my belief in Jesus Christ and the beauty and complexity of his plan, but after a tumblr user I really admired posted a “here’s how to escape the evil cult that is the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints”, I decided to keep my specific religion private and only share things that were common ground between most Christians. I didn’t want something precious to me, my faith and testimony, to be mocked and discarded because people didn’t take the time to actually understand me and my beliefs. Been there, done that, hurts. Tumblr is my fandom space.

Then I saw a moment to share a beautiful memory of mine. A story about the resurrection that involved easter eggs, and the perfect post to add it to, so I hesitantly shared it.

Some responded by welcoming my story. Another user meant well, maybe, but her tags were only:

“#as an ex cult member: if you need to talk to me about leaving i can help#a lot of mormons feel they can't leave. i was in a cult that overlapped a LOT#(storyteller is mormon now)#religion cw”

(I use desktop, so copy and paste is easier than screenshot)

And I don’t know the user’s experience, but congrats, the only thing worse than my fear of my testimony being discarded or mocked is my testimony being used in a post that demonizes my religion by calling it a cult and offers help when I have given no indication of being unhappy with my faith. I feel as though I am being treated as someone brainwashed and too scared to leave a big scary organization and not an independent lawyer who shared her beliefs in Jesus Christ because, surprise, I actually believe in the teachings of my church that I am sharing publicly.

That might be a “me” problem that I need to work on. People who are trying to leave a bad place but feel like they can’t do need help and aren’t weak when they reach out for it. But that’s the point. The tone of the post was that my beliefs were precious to me, and, whatever hell this person has gone through, it is not appropriate to use my post to demonize my beliefs because you believe differently. Wait to be asked for help.

Now that the worst has happened, I could either do nothing, let them call my faith evil and not interact, or I could own up and testify to what I believe. Learning from Peter’s mistake when he denied Christ, I choose to share my testimony.

Let me assure anyone who is concerned about my religious affiliation actually being a cult that I am trapped in, my religion is not a cult and I am actively clinging to my faith as hard as I can in order to feel God’s love and support.

I believe in the teachings of Jesus Christ. I believe that in the Garden of Gethsemane he atoned for my sins specifically, as well as the sins of everyone who has ever lived or will ever live on this earth (including actual cult leaders). I believe that it is only through accepting the atonement of Jesus Christ and repenting of our sins that we can be saved and eventually return to live with Heavenly Father. That Heaven isn’t about being a beautiful place, it’s about being with good people.

I believe that all of God’s Children will have the opportunity to hear the gospel, understand it, and make the choice if they want to repent of their sins. It is easier to do while we are alive, and certain covenants, such as baptism and confirmation, can only be made on earth. But these opportunities are extended to the deceased. People can hear the truth after they have died, their descendants can make the covenants for them while they are living on this earth, and they can choose to rejoice in heaven with God and Jesus Christ. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the only church I have come across that holds that belief and that power to bind things on earth so that they are bound in heaven, and I love it.

I believe that God hears my prayers when I make them daily, and only through the power of Jesus Christ. No other intermediary is necessary, Jesus Christ’s atonement bridges the gap between God and God’s children infinitely and eternally. I have experienced miracles through prayer.

I believe in the bible. I have studied and found God in the Old Testament and learned how to follow Jesus Christ’s example from the New Testament. I believe the Book of Mormon, a record of the descendants of Joseph/Epharim of the twelve tribes, is the book prophesied of in Ezekiel 37: 16-17.

The Catholic Church claims priesthood authority as derived from Peter. I believe that Joseph Smith received the Priesthood authority in its fullness from Peter as an angel visiting him. I believe that when all the apostles died, the truth of the gospel was taken from the earth, and was only restored completely when Joseph Smith was chosen as a prophet of God to restore it. That with the assistance of the Book of Mormon: Another Testament of Jesus Christ, the doctrines found in the bible were clarified in preparation for the second coming of Jesus Christ.

I believe that Brigham Young was chosen as the next prophet to follow in Joseph Smith’s footsteps, leading the Church of Jesus Christ through a different period of history, and every prophet of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints has likewise been chosen by God., up until Russel M. Nelson today. I believe that God speaks through his prophets today to give instructions and warnings and prepare His Church and His people for the second coming of Christ. I believe he does not do anything on this earth that he does not first reveal it unto his prophets.

I testify that I have never been asked by my church to do something that I have not also found evidence of being practiced throughout the scriptures. Yes, I have gone through the temple. No, I will not answer any questions about what sacred covenants I performed there. (This privacy regarding sacred things is demonstrated, for example, by the High Priests who went into the holy of holies, and had things revealed to them that they couldn’t speak to others without God’s permission).

My religion is not a cult, unless you define a cult as a religion that people believe in to the point of making them behave differently than the rest of the world. Webster defines a cult as an unorthodox religion. I will accept that, because God has always moved in peculiar and mysterious ways according to His plan, not anyone else’s. If you mean cult to be a group of people brainwashed by a charismatic leader beyond reason, then I reject that completely.

My beliefs have stood the test of time and life. The more I lean on the Gospel of Jesus Christ, the better I am able to handle life. The teachings of the Church of Jesus Christ have withstood every logical test I push against it, and I have put plenty. I’m a lawyer, it’s literally my job to find weaknesses in arguments. And I have found no imperfection (though there are several) that overcomes the truths of this church. I believe that all conflicts and misunderstandings will become clear and be revealed as I, and the Church, draw closer to God and Jesus Christ and are prepared to understand them.

Unfollow me if you want. I hope this isn’t a breaking point for anyone, that you can respect me and my beliefs. I will answer questions about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints gladly, unless the topic is too sacred and I have been instructed by God’s prophets not to reveal them (your curiosity isn’t worth my soul for breaking a covenant I have made with God. See Exodus 34-35.).

And I hope the next time you see someone nervous about sharing their beliefs, your instinct is to look for context clues about whether or not they are actually suffering or unhappy before offering to save them from their faith.

[michaelgovehateblog]

WE CAN ADD TAGS TO ASKS BEFORE POSTING ON DESKTOP NOW I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR SO LONG

[darlingpetao3]

Sugar (EoWells x Reader)

Rating: T

Summary: You and Doctor Harrison Wells have an arrangement - you provide lovely company and conversation while he showers you with gifts and pays for you to advance your scientific knowledge. Does he want more than this? And more importantly, does he have an ulterior motive..?

Tag LIst: @fandomdancer @bluesclues-1234 @blogforhoes​ @pinkdiamond1016​ @crissymadlock​

“Good evening, Miss (Y/L/N),” the doorman of the luxurious Central City Plaza Hotel greets you. He opens the door wide. “Welcome back.”

You give the man a polite nod and a shy smile. Does he know why you’re here? One of the little voices in your head likes to pester you, insisting that everyone is aware of the special arrangement you have with a certain high-profile scientist.

But there’s no way they would know.

Doctor Harrison Wells would be sure to keep this arrangement discreet.

A text message you had received from the man himself earlier in the day tells you the floor and room number. The closer you get, the faster your heart slams against your chest. It’s like the organ is leading you to the man behind the door you now stand in front of.

Your knuckles rap on the door once, twice, three times.

You hold your breath the entire time between knocking and him answering the door, though luckily you don’t have to wait that long at all.

Science’s Greatest Mind, Harrison Wells, opens the door to reveal himself dressed as the always impeccably gorgeous dresser he is - a crisp white button-down tucked into his black slacks and shiny black shoes you could practically see your blushing face in. His shirt sleeves are rolled up his forearms, and on one you spot a watch worth more than your tuition.

Speaking of tuition…

“Miss (Y/L/N), always a pleasure.” Apparently you’ve skipped dinner with him because his silky voice is already dessert to your ears. “Please, come in. May I take your coat?”

“Yes, thank you.”

One would think after meeting up Doctor Wells every few weeks would diminish the pedestal effect you have created for the man. One would think you wouldn’t get stars in your eyes when he compliments you or builds on one of your scientific theories. And one would think that meeting your idol would change your opinion of him. But nope - the fire inside you seems to burn even hotter for Harrison Wells with every meeting and every second of attention he gives you.

The thing is, Harrison had received word from sources unknown about you - an exceptional mind that many of your peers believed rivalled his own. The tragedy was that you could not seek further education in your field of interest due to an extraordinary lack of financial means. There you were, walking around with that big beautiful brain, only to have it figuratively short circuit when your hero, the man of your dreams, tracked you down.

What it came down to was Harrison feeling unable to let your untapped potential go to waste and invested in you. He came to you with the idea and profound generosity of paying for you to further your education in particle physics, among other fields.

Naturally, you were surprised beyond all belief.

“There’s a little something for you on the desk just over there, if you’d like to open it,” Harrison informs you as he’s already pouring you both some drinks.

Oh yeah - he also showers you with extravagant gifts.

On the desktop lies a long white rectangular box. Your mouth opens a smidge when you look to him, giving the scientist an expression of what have you done?

“Harrison, you shouldn’t have,” you tell him, as you do every rendezvous when he begins to spoil you.

“If I had a nickel,” he smiles fondly at you, with a hint of something else. “Please, open it.” 

Sometimes you wonder if he feels the same way about you. Is he interested in dating you? He’s never made a move or outright asked you anything pertaining to the topic of dating. All he’s ever done is compliment you, give you presents, and most importantly, have deep and meaningful conversations about work and life. Although now that you think about it, you don’t discuss much about his life…

It must come with the territory of being a famous, innovative scientist.

Fine, Harrison Wells can keep his secrets.

You open the lid of the box to find a sleek and classy little black dress.

“It’s beautiful…” you breathe out.

“You’ll wear it for our dinner?”

“Have I ever turned down a piece of gorgeous clothing you’ve bought me?”

Harrison grins. “You have not, no. And I’m glad for it.”

“You have exceptional taste,” you tell him.

“I have exceptional inspiration.”

Aaaand cue your blushing cheeks. You scurry off to the insanely immaculate bathroom to change and freshen up. You’re always extra careful with the new clothes he buys you, and treat them like they’re delicate relics you have the utmost privilege to wear. And, of course, right before you leave the bathroom, you check your breath. Just in case.

Okay, all good.

You love how this dress fits you. It’s like it was created just for you. But what you love even more is the intoxicating transfixed gaze of Doctor Wells as you walk back into the room. As you inspect your dress, he moves to stand in front of you. His hands hold on to your forearms. With a little shrug, you can’t help but ask him, “What do you think?”

“I think I am blessed to be in your presence.”

“Oh, what a line!” you tease, and Harrison merely laughs. He always makes you feel like a queen.

“Turn around,” he tells you. For a number of reasons, your heartbeat immediately begins to gallop.

“W-why?”

Harrison just gives you a look, and soon your body is turning your back to him in obedience. After a moment, you feel and see his large hands in front of you at your collarbone area. Then there’s a cool sensation on your skin - metal. A necklace? He secures the clasp behind you, and you feel a quick spark of what must be static electricity when his fingers graze your skin, making you jump. You’re sure to look down to inspect the jewellery piece - a little gold lightning bolt.

“Harrison, you didn’t-”

“-Shall we have dinner?”

You can only nod in reply because you cannot form words. How is he so giving? It makes you wonder whether or not you’re the only one with whom he spoils and spends time.

You wonder if maybe he does other things with other women.

***

Dinner is magnificent as usual. Harrison always orders the most delectable and pricey things on the hotel menu. He also knows the chef personally, so sometimes he calls down to make special requests. This was one of those times. The pair of you talk shop over dinner, your life goals and plans, and so forth.

“I’d love for you to work for me someday on one of my future projects,” Harrison says eventually, effectively blowing your mind.

“Are you serious? You’re actually saying this to me?”

“Yes. I’d have thought you might have had an inkling I would ask you one of these days. I don’t think I’ve been that subtle.”

“Well, consider me oblivious!”

He chuckles. “Good to know.”

As you soon move into the hotel suite's living area, your mind is still reeling from his loose job offer, but then that other pesky thought appears in its place. Maybe it’s the wine, but the thought manifests into words off your tongue.

“How... many others are you doing this with?” you ask.

“Doing what, precisely?”

“You know! Spending special time with me. Buying me lavishly expensive gifts. You’re already paying for my tuition, something you never had to do in the first place. Even though I’m incredibly grateful for that, don’t get me wrong,” you add quickly.

“These gifts,” he says while lifting your chin with his finger to get you to look at him, “are because I think you deserve the world and this is the closest thing I can do to manifest that. As for your tuition, I think you know I believe you to be one of the most promising minds of this time. It would be a crime to let your insight and talent go unused due to a lack of funds.” His compliments play your harp-like heart like a seasoned professional. “What’s more, I... genuinely enjoy our times together.”

Never before has Harrison ever suggested taking whatever this thing is between you to the proverbial next level. You have always had the sense that he is interested in you, but would never be the first to make that sort of move on you. But tonight… right now… you feel so much for him and everything he’s been doing for you, so selflessly, that you want to try to take that next step. If he’s willing, of course.

Your hand ventures experimentally to rest on his leg. Harrison subtly perks up at your touch as if he’s just spotted the window of opportunity you’re sneaking through.

“I enjoy our times together, too,” you agree. “I like you, Harrison. A lot.”

“And I like you.”

You let your hand move slightly higher up his thigh, but his own stops you.

“Please don’t think you owe me anything,” he says, making sure you understand. “I wouldn’t want you to think I’d-”

“-No, no. I know,” you tell him, leaning in closer. “I just really want to. I want you.”

The Doctor Harrison Wells sits there across from you with his mouth parted the slightest bit - the mouth you become obsessed with when you meet him with yours. You’ve wanted to do this for so long and now it’s finally coming true. The heat you begin to feel between you both seems to lure you into his lap and press your hands to his chest. This kiss deepens in an exploratory desperation. Harrison’s hunger lets itself be known by the sound deep in his throat.

You pull back to see how he smiles that gleaming smile as if he’s won the lottery, staring you straight in the eye. “Before we... would you open one more gift from me?”

“Oh,” you say with a bit of a rasp to your voice. “Sure. Yes.”

The scientist reaches around the side of the couch to hand you another box. It’s not nearly as big as the dress box. You pull off the top and move the red tissue paper around to uncover the sexiest goddamn lingerie you’ve ever seen.

You hold it up to yourself. Harrison’s eyes have gone as black as the slinky satin garment itself.

“Would you wear that for me?” he asks.

“I’d do anything for you,” tumbles out of your mouth in pure lust and infatuation.

His brilliant smile almost blinds you.

“Good to know.”

~

Anonymous Request: I recently discovered that I'm kinda into the sugar daddy kink in fics which is new to me...if that appeals to you at all I was hoping maybe you'd write something where Eowells is a sugar daddy to the reader cause that would be hot. I was hoping they could hook up in a luxurious hotel room that he rented and the reader had to wear whatever he bought for them.

[winchester-fantasies]

I Think I Just Might Love You

Summary: You and the boys are hunting a vamp, but when Sam starts treating you differently after a routine interview with the the latest victim, you find out something you never thought you would.

Word Count: 2741

Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, possessive Sam, jealous Sam, some swearing

Pairing: Sam x Female!Reader

A/N: This was written for an anonymous request: What about Sam smut where they come back from a case where reader had to do x and made Sam jealous. Thank you for your request! Hope you like it!! ❤❤

Winchester Fantasies’ Masterlist

You and Sam walked into the hospital, pausing for a moment before heading for the reception desk. “Hi, may I help you?” the woman asked, a pleasant smile on her face.

“Yeah, uh, we’re here to see Rebecca Monroe,” Sam said.

“And may I ask what your relation is to her?” the woman asked, bringing up something on her computer screen.

“Family friends,” you answered.

The woman nodded, typing it into her computer before turning back to you with an apologetic look. “I’m afraid visiting hours are over,” she said. “Only family can visit.”

“But she doesn’t have any family!” you exclaimed. You and the boys were currently hunting what you thought was a vampire. Rebecca Monroe had been its latest and only victim to make it out nearly unscathed. You and Sam were following up on Rebecca and the attack while Dean did a bit of recon at a local dive bar you all suspected the vamp was targeting its victims. So far the vampire had only targeted single women with no known family. And Rebecca was no different.

“Well, I’m sorry,” the woman behind the desk said, more authoritatively this time. “But like I said, visiting hours are over. If you can come back tomorrow….”

“We can’t come back tomorrow!” you snapped, slapping your hand on the desktop. You and the Winchesters were on a time crunch to find this monster before he found its next victim.

Sam placed his hand soothingly on your shoulder, but you just shrugged it off. The woman opened her mouth to speak when footsteps approached from beside you.

“What’s going on, Karen?” a deep voice asked. You looked up to find a tall and broad shouldered man dressed in a white doctor’s coat, a name tag with Dr. Carter engraved on the front.

“These people are insisting on seeing a patient,” Karen said, her obvious annoyance coming through in her tone. “I’ve told them visiting hours are over….” She left her sentence unfinished as she looked up at the doctor, waiting for direction.

He sighed, shifting his body so he was fully facing you and Sam. “Listen, folks,” he said with a small smile. “Karen’s right. I’m afraid….”

“Dr. Carter,” you said, stepping forward slightly. “It is Doctor, right?” you asked, giving him a coy look. You hadn’t missed the way his gaze had swept over your body when he had come up to you and Sam and you were ready to take full advantage of his attraction to get what you needed.

He smirked and nodded, his eyes dropping to your lips as you bit your lower lip and smiled in what you hoped was an alluring one. “Me and my best friend,” you said, gesturing towards Sam, “have come an awful long way to see Rebecca. She’s a dear friend of ours and we’re only able to stay through today. So…if there’s any way….” You trailed off, looking up at him through your lashes.

Dr. Carter stared down at you for a moment before turning back to Karen and nodding once. “Let them through. I’ll escort them myself.”

Karen looked less than thrilled, but she nodded nonetheless, the doors leading to the hallway where the patients were unlocking. “If you’ll follow me,” Carter said, motioning for you and Sam to follow him.

The doctor stayed by your side the entire way, grin on his face and a litany of questions on his tongue. Sam followed close behind quietly, and for a brief second you wondered if he was alright. It wasn’t like him to be so quiet; he was usually the one talking to people. But you had no time to think about it further as Dr. Carter stopped at a door. “This is Ms. Monroe’s room. If you need anything further, I’m right down the hall,” he said, gesturing to an office at the end of the long corridor.

“Thank you, Doctor,” you said with a grin.

“Blake,” he said with a smile that told you he clearly hoped he’d be seeing you again.

“Blake,” you repeated, sending him a smile and ducking your head in mock shyness. Sam suddenly pushed between you both, shoulder bumping into Blake and causing him to stumble back a little. You frowned at Sam’s behavior before sending the doctor an apologetic smile and following after Sam as he knocked before entering.

**********

You had interviewed Rebecca Monroe extensively, and after hearing everything she could remember from her attack, you and Sam were almost positive you were, indeed, dealing with a vamp, although there were a few things that still didn’t add up. Now you and Sam were back at the motel, waiting for Dean to get back so you could tell him everything you both had found out and see what next steps needed to be taken.

It was unusually quiet as you relaxed on one of the beds, Sam sitting at the table and laptop open in front of him. You studied him carefully, trying to figure just what was going on with him. Ever since the hospital he had been silent and even moody, hardly speaking to you or even looking your way, and when he did acknowledge you, it was always with a frown. You didn’t understand where all of his hostility was coming from; you and Sam had been best friends for as long as you could remember and never once had he treated you in such a manner.

It hurt that he was acting this way, made all the worse by the fact that you liked him. Like a lot. You weren’t really sure when your attraction to the youngest Winchester had started, but you knew it’d been there for awhile.

You sighed heavily. The tension in the room was palpable, and you needed to get out. “I think maybe we should talk to the coroner again,” you said, Sam sending you a quick frown before turning back to his laptop. “I mean, I know me and Dean already did, but it couldn’t hurt to again. See if we missed something….”

Sam was quiet for a moment before he spoke up. “What? So you can introduce me as your BFF?” he snapped sarcastically.

“What?” you asked incredulously. “What are you even talking about?” You sat up in bed, your brow furrowed in confusion.

Sam huffed, turning to face you in his chair. “You know, (Y/N), we’ve known each other for a long time,” he said, agitation in his voice. “I would’ve thought I’d be more than just your “best friend.”

“Sam,” you said slowly. “You are more than just a friend…. Sam, you and Dean...you both have been more like brothers to me than my actual brothers ever were.”

“Oh, well, that’s just fucking great!” he said, throwing his hands up in the air before slapping them down on the tabletop.

“Wait,” you said bluntly, realization washing over you as you remembered you had introduced him as your best friend to Dr. Carter. “Sam…. Are...are you...jealous?”

“What?” he exclaimed, jerking his head in your direction. “No.”

“You are,” you said. You huffed out a harsh chuckle before climbing out of bed. “You know what, Sam? I don’t know what your problem is and why you’re all of a sudden so fucking jealous, but you can’t keep treating me like this! Like I’m some fucking nuisance or that you can’t even stand to look at me! Now, I’m going to question the coroner whether you come with me or not!”

You headed for the door, but just as your hand landed on the knob, you felt Sam’s hand land on your shoulder firmly. He swung you around, shoving you against the door and caging you in as he looked down at you with eyes of steel. “You’re not going anywhere,” he growled.

His dominant and authoritative voice sent shivers of desire down your spine, but you shook them off, willing the rational part of your brain to work. “You...you have no right to sit here and tell me what I can and cannot do,” you said, your voice coming out in a small whisper.

“Actually...I do,” Sam said, tilting his head as he looked at you with an expression that made you want to melt. “Especially when you’re mine.”

“I...I’m not yours,” you said as authoritatively as possible, but your voice came out so quietly this time, you were sure Sam wouldn’t hear you.

“Oh...yes, you are,” Sam growled matter-of-factly before his hand flew to the back of your head, fingers weaving into your hair roughly as his lips crashed to yours. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue pushed its way past your lips, mapping out every inch.

He shifted slightly, his knee coming to rest against yours. You instinctively spread your legs for him, his leg coming between yours fully, his thigh pressing up into the apex of your own. It was just the right amount of pressure against your core, sending sparks of desire through your body as your arousal grew.

You rolled your hips, a stuttering moan filling the air at the feeling of his hard thigh against your clit. “Yes, that’s it,” Sam grunted, you feeling his growing erection against your hip as you rocked yourself onto his thigh again. “Make yourself cum, baby.”

You gripped his shoulders to steady yourself as you continued to move, fire burning in your lower abdomen and skin breaking out with a sheen of sweat. You couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Just yesterday you and Sam were in the Impala with Dean, laughing, joking, and acting like you had since the moment you stepped foot inside the bunker. And now here you were, pressed against the door, dry humping your best friend’s thigh as he watched you avidly, pupils blown with lust and breathing becoming shallow as his own arousal built.

You suddenly jerked forward as you moved just right, your entire body lighting up with pleasure. It was almost too much, and you stilled for a moment, your legs starting to tremble with the effort. Sam grabbed your ass and dragged you across his thigh forcibly, drawing a cry from you. “Don’t stop,” Sam commanded.

You picked up your pace once more, Sam helping you to move as you chased your release. It wasn’t long before you felt your muscles tightening and the pressure in your lower abdomen building. Sam pressed his leg up into your core with more force than before as you slid across him, and you gasped, breath leaving your lungs as the coil snapped, sending you tumbling over the edge.

Sam’s mouth was back on yours as you came down from your high, possessive and needy. You hastily unbuttoned his flannel and pushed it off his shoulders. He stepped back when you reached his elbows, pulling it the rest of the way off before reaching behind him and pulling the t-shirt off his back.

It wasn’t the first time you’d seen Sam shirtless, but it was the first time you really allowed yourself to look, eyes roaming across his broad shoulders, down his hairy and muscular chest, anti-possession tattoo stark against his skin, and over his toned abdomen, finally landing on the top of his jeans, waistband hanging low and teasing you with a peak of his hip bones.

Your gaze moved upward again, locking eyes with his prismatic ones as your fingers fell to the buttons on your shirt, deftly undoing them one-by-one despite feeling flustered. You could see Sam’s Adam’s apple bob as you undid the last button. You slowly slipped the blouse off your shoulders, letting it slide down your arms and fall to the floor behind you.

Sam drank in the sight of your half-naked body, his eyes following each rise and dip and connecting every scar and blemish. You reached for the clasp of your bra, but Sam stopped you. “Can I?” he asked almost pleadingly. You bit your lip and nodded. Sam licked his lips as he stepped forward, hands sliding along your skin as they made their way behind your back. His fingers found the clasp, undoing it in one go.

He threw the bra behind him once you were free, his hands coming to cup your breasts. Your breath hitched, and your head fell back against the door as he began to knead the plump flesh, your nipples peaked and rubbing against his rough and calloused palms. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you,” Sam murmured. You wanted to ask him just how long but all coherent thought flew out the window when his mouth latched onto your nipple.

He licked and sucked until your nipples were sore and red before trailing open-mouthed kisses down your abdomen, to the top of your jeans. He looked up at you as he knelt in front of you, fingers going to the button on your jeans before moving on to the zipper. He gripped the waistband and tugged softly. You stepped out of them before he moved to your panties.

“So beautiful,” Sam breathed, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your mound. Your breath hitched, and you stroked the top of his head before he stood. You helped him finish undressing, his cock standing tall and pressed against his belly.

“C’mere,” Sam urged, taking your hand and pulling you along as he backed up towards the bed. He sat down, pulling you down onto his lap. He cupped your face in his large hands, pulling you in for another kiss.

Sam suddenly shifted, and in a whirl of movement, you found yourself on your back, Sam hovering over you. Your fingers trailed across his chest, to his belly, and up over his back, his skin velvety smooth.

“This must be a dream,” you thought, staring up into his face.

“If it is, then I never wanna wake up,” Sam said. Only then did you realize you had spoken those words aloud. Sam leaned down, kissing you passionately as his tip nudged your folds. You spread your legs wider, and he slid in, a groan emanating from deep within his chest.

A moan of your own escaped once he began moving. His thrusts were languid but steady, building you both up and giving you both the opportunity to really feel one another.

Sam abruptly halted, pulling back just enough so you could bring your legs up against his chest before he started moving again. You gasped as he hit your g-spot, and you clenched around him, his hips jerking forward and going even deeper.

“Sam,” you moaned, your eyes falling shut as the pleasure built to all new heights.

“Open your eyes,” Sam encouraged. “Look at me, baby.”

Your eyes flew open again, your breath catching in your throat as you stared up into his hazel eyes, gaze filled with desire and something you’d never seen before. “(Y/N),” he called quietly, the blissed-out tone of his voice being your undoing.

You came hard, everything around you seeming to fade until all that was left was Sam. Sam grunted as you clamped around him, and he came moments later, his warm seed painting your walls.

You laid in bed afterwards, silently staring up at the ceiling, neither of you knowing what to say. “How long?” you asked, finally breaking the quiet.

“What?” Sam asked, turning his head to look at you.

“How long have you wanted this? Wanted me?” you asked quietly.

Sam studied your face and smiled softly. “For as long as I can remember.”

“Why did you never say anything?” you asked.

Sam shook his head as if he wasn’t really sure. “Uncertainty...not wanting to put you in danger...fear of rejection.”

“Sam,” you breathed, trailing your fingers along his jaw. “We live in constant danger…. Nothing you could do would ever keep me completely safe. And as far as rejection goes…. I don’t think I could never not want you.” You smiled and traced his mouth with your thumb. “In fact, I think I just might love you.”

It was Sam’s turn to grin and he rolled to his side, arm hooking around your waist and drawing your body into his. He looked into your face as if you were the most precious thing to him, and his fingers slowly trailed patterns across your skin. “I think I just might love you, too.”

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Tantric Flames: Chapter: 9

Tantric Flames

Nalu lovefest 2019 Prompts: Magic, Worship, Reckless , Forbidden and Cravings (All Implied)

Genres: Romance, Humor, New Adult Fanfiction

Pairing:Nalu (Natsu x Lucy)

Rating: M for language, steamy and mature adult sexual content (all consensual) in these and future chapters. Reader Direction is advised.(You've been warned!)

Summary: One look, one smouldering hooded gaze, one word, one fiery kiss, one magnetizing touch was all he needed for her to completely unravel at his mercy alone, succumbing to the sinful temptation of her inhibitions, his love, his feral passion, his raw, insatiable desires, his "Tantric Flames". Originally an Submission for Nalulovefest 2017 (on previous accounts) in which Natsu gives his mate a tantric massage-after much persuasion- she won't soon forget when it turns into so much more. Also previously featured in Nalu lovefest 2018 (on current accounts) , as well as Nalu Week 2017, Nalu Fluff Week and Nalu lovefest 2017 (as stated) with first three chapters on my previous celestialgeekmage accounts . Chapter 7 was also an entry for nalu week 2019 and Chapter 8 for Nalu Lovefest 2019. ( Nalu-centric) (Slight Au).

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Chapter 9: Tempted by A Tantric Touch

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"You run your fingers over every part of my body and tease me with your touch".

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Oh God, those love bites. So many love bites that decorated the blonde's creamy skin like jewels; far too numerous to count that always sent a red-hot line fire rippling through her nerves with with every nip, every suck; each every and stroke of Natsu's velvet tongue. Plus, he's usually doing other things at the same time. Racy images of the couple's steamy moments together from the last soak flooded Lucy's mind.

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The celestial mage's back arching of its own accord into Natsu's touch from robust hands cupping her breast; Blazing digits kneading the twin peaks in time with lips sucking along Lucy's pulse with so much skill that she couldn't help the heady moan that escaped her throat.

"Ya feel that, Luce?" Nastu growled in his princess's ear, the dark undercurrent of his territorial voice pulling a tingly shiver from her. "My marks all over that perfect body of yours— and not just the permanent one when you swore your heart to me . All of those are symbols of my essence, my claim, my love. That you belong to me and me alone. My mate and queen, forever and always. And those sounds you're makin'? Hot as hell."

Pretty sure, dude leaves marks on me as his way of announcing to the world I'm off limits as his mate. Explains why he's always quick to leave a fresh one in its place even after I cover them— not that I'm complaining. Plus, it's not only for his benefit but mine. It's great that he knows how much I love receiving hickeys and gets off from it.

Seriously, what more could I ask for?

Not to mention how lovely it always was to unwind with Natsu after each bath. The wizard was often keen in his offer to dry the blonde's damp hair with a towel or fire-magic-powered steam; from her perch on his lap or between his legs. 

Much more relaxing than using a hair dryer if you ask me.

 The dragonslayer would sometimes even hum or sing a familiar tune from days past in that appealing, gravelly baritone of his; would usually lull the already-zen mage into the world of dreams when combined with the sooth dual sensation of fingers combing through her hair, .

"I tell you, I tell you, the dragonborn comes ..."

Anyother guild member who might be eavesdropping, however, would often be quick to lightheartedly goad the blonde mage ( much to her chargin). Natsu no doubt would find this hilarious of course; which would serve for Lucy's cheeks to flush an even deeper shade of crimson than she already was.

"Say Luce, is that a blush I see?" he once crooned, a teasing edge to his words; though the affectionate mirth sparkling in his eyes warmed her heart just a little. "Aw, is my girl a little embarrassed? That's okay though— makes ya all the more adorable and endearing than you already are. You want me to make it all better? Cuz I can! Got plenty of kisses! Come on, you know you want some which I'm more than happy to give. God I love ya' so much, you know that?"

It's amazing really... Lucy ruminated in fond awe. How Natsu can switch between the different roles and sides to him with relative ease. From Romantic and tender to dominant, playful and affectionate; then back again on top of everything else all seemingly at the drop of a hat. All an innate part of his overall nature I guess— essentially what makes up who he is. Some people may find this a bit confusing to keep up with— but I don't. Just makes him all the more complex.

Though those people would also be right when they say that the dude still has a devious streak, she couldn't help but add with wry smirk. Even with me, though never with malicious intent. German suplex, non-stop tickling, dumping me in a tub of freezing cold water during one of our baths— too many pranks to count really. At least he's always quick to follow up with plenty of affection ever since we became an item— can't complain about that."

"You ready to get started Lucy?" Natsu's keen voice broke through Lucy's reverie.

"You know it!" The celestial mage chirped, unable to mask the pure enthusiasm in her voice; earning an amused chuckle from the dragon wizard . "Can't wait. I take it you'll be hoarding me for the rest of the afternoon?"

"Mhmm" Came his content hum in response." That really a bad thing, though?"

"No, definitely not."

"I figured. Why don't we get you up on that massage bed?"

"Sure thing!"

A buzz of anticipation was practically thrumming in Lucy's blood from such tantalizing implications of his words; the stunt Natsu pulled next , though— that was what really shot a thrilling jolt up her spine.

"Let's finish what we started later, yeah?"

The dragonslayer's proposal was punctuated by a light tap on the summoner's ass for good measure,; which resulted in a delighted squeal.

"O-okay!" was said female's response in the form of a breathy giggle.

"Let me get you that towel while I'm at it."

"Sure— thanks."

"My pleasure."

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"Ugh...do me a huge favor and burn this towel. Will ya?"

Lucy couldn't help but let out an audible groan along with the heat rising in her cheeks. Good god was the particularly moist spot on the white towel a truly mortifying sight to behold. Basically tell-tale remnants of liquid arousal that had been wiped clean from her legs just moments before.

Mavis only knows what would happen if Levy or Cana noticed during laundry duty.

" Okay... why though?" Natsu questioned, brows drawing together in mild confusion. "As in why do you want me to?"

"Guild Laundry day" came Lucy's automatic reply."That's why."

"Not following ya.' Natsu blinked owlishly in uncomprehension.

"Levy…..and Cana….." Lucy supplied, a finger twirling an errant strand of blonde hair in :a self-conscious display." "I... uh.."

"Still don't know what you mean here, Luce."

"It's their turn to do laundry duty." She attempted to break down what was apparently such an abstract concept into simpler terms; not able to help the aggravation rising in the back of her mind.

"Yeah? So?"

"They'll probably see the moist stain on the towel." Lucy clarified, forcing her voice to remain level.

"I see— don't see the problem though."

"Think about who'll most likely be with them ."

"Gajeel and Laxus but…...ahh—"

Realization dawned on Natsu's face. "I get it now. What you're saying is that they'll probably catch a whiff of your arousal? "

"Well, the lingering remnants of the scent anyway. Seriously though?" he tacked on, lifting a questioning brow."That's what you're worried about?"

"Yeah... I am," Lucy admitted, nerves leaking into her voice. "Aren't you?"

"Not really, no." Natsu gave a shrug of his shoulders—seemingly unfazed.

"Why's that?" Lucy couldn't help but shoot him a puzzled glance. 

"Cuz it'll show everyone how much I rocked your world." Natsu replied, flashing his mate a cheeky grin. " And what's not to love about that?"

"Pervert — of course you'd say that!" Lucy screeched, skin flushing a deep shade of crimson.

"That's me!"

"Ugh, still don't know what to do about the moist spot— those four are never gonna let me live it down."

"You know if you're that worried, I could always use my tongue to clean ya up instead." Natsu drawled with a lazy smirk that set her heart all pit-patter .

"And of course, you'd suggest that," Lucy quipped with a slight roll of her eyes. "Did I mention how much of a horn dragon you are? "

"Yeah, but only for a certain gorgeous blonde of mine and she loves it."

"Oh, she does, huh?" Lucy raised a challenging brow.

"Yep. Don't bother trying to deny it, Luce".

"Ugh fine... you're right. I do. Seriously, you and your colossal ego though."

"Why, thank you! If you're impressed by that, you'd really should see my co—"

The rest of Natsu's words were cut off by Lucy's hand swatting him with a pillow which was met with a snicker.

"Pervert" Lucy deadpanned with another eye roll. "By way, you would've found yourself in the proverbial dog house if you actually meant the other kind of 'fighting earlier."

Only for Natsu's face to instantly fall in response to her statement.

"What?" Natsu objected, gaping at her with wide eyes. " And deprive me of the chance to wake up to your beautiful face each morning for that long?!"

"Yep." Lucy gave a nod by way of reply.

"But why? You know that's not the type of fightin' I met!"

"Well yeah, I know that now. But not earlier when you originally brought up. Just be glad that you didn't bail on our date earlier."

"I didn't though! And never would— honest Luce!" Natsu's voice lifted into a petulant whine.

"Hmm.. Okay, good to know. " Lucy responded, raising her hands to placate him. "Though you'll have to be without me for a few days anyway.

"Wait, seriously?" Natsu faltered , bewildered panic flashing in his eyes. . "Come on! What is it this time?"

"Camping retreat in the woods next week that Cana, Mira, Lisanna, and Erza are organizing— ladies only."

"W-ha?" Natsu continued to sputter, his poor brain no doubt short circuiting by now." But Elfman said that it was open to anyone who's free to go!"

"Really? Lucy mused in thoughtful interest. "That's not what I heard... huh."

"What am I supposed to do without you?"

"How about something fun with the guys? Should be nice, right?"

"Yeah, but so is spending time with you Lucy! It's always more fun when we're together like you said."

"And I don't disagree. Doesn't change anything though. The trip's still happening."

"Didn't say it wasn't but it'd still suck here without you! Natsu moaned, that desperate sense of longing bleeding into his voice. " I'd miss ya' too much! So would our little buddy! Can't we tag along? Maybe Even share an air mattress in a decent-sized tent? I'd gladly help set up and keep you cozy in my arms at night."

"What about Happy?" Lucy questioned, intrigued by his suggestion. His offer does sound really tempting.

"Obviously he'd share the tent with us but would have his own sleeping bag and could hang with Wendy and Carla whenever we wanted alone time. Plus there are all these cool spots I could take you to on nature hikes!."

"Sounds great."

"Course it is! So whaddya say? You onboard?" Natsu wheedled, flashing her what could only be described as the most flawless puppy eyes she'd ever seen.

"Aw that's really tempting and" Lucy gushed, heart contracting at the adorable pout he was throwing in too. Normally I'd say yes"— but it'll have to wait. Thank you though! I'd love to take you up on that offer another day."

"Oh come on— please I wanna go!" Natsu huffed,stamping his foot as if he were a child pitching a fit over being denied a coveted toy- quite an amusing display to say the least.

"Not this time I'm afraid. Sorry, them's the brakes."

"Lucyyyyyyyyy!" Natsu whined again, dragging the syllables of her name with such melodrama that she finally decided to let him off the hook

" Jeez.. enough with the dramatics already. " Lucy yielded with an exasperated groan, You can still come— the trip is for everyone. I was only kidding after all."

Said confession was met with a noise of stunned dimsay from from the pyro.

"Wait... so ya' mean to tell me that this was a joke?! he muttered, voice coming out with a small pinch of disbelief. "You were pulling my leg the entire time?"

"Yep— consider it payback for me making think you were gonna ditch earlier."

"That's why? That's not nice, Luce— not very nice at all." Natsu grumbled, though not with any real heat.

"Oh yeah, what are you gonna do about it?" Lucy baited, a daring lilt to her words.

" Oh —- wouldn't you like to know?" Natsu rumbled, eyes sparking in a such a calculating way that it sent a electrifying chill down Lucy's spine.

"I would— ngh! Nastuuuu!"

The rest of what Lucy was attempting to say Lucy's words were cut off by the lighting- fast sweep of Natsu's velvet tongue up her thighs . Not to mention that electric high-voltage jolt of ecstasy flooding her veins.

"There! that should show ya!" Natsu let out a cackle of glee. " Not to ever play dirty tricks on a dragon I mean. Guess you're not gonna need that towel after all, huh Lucy?"

"My God..."

"Yeah, I know . Just that amazing with my tongue, I guess. Natsu purred, voice laced with am indecorous promise "Plus, hearing ya' scream my name like that just gave me another hard-on that I'd love for you to see .. "

"Jeez … of course it'd would . and no real shocker that you would say something like that."

"Yep- you know me so well, Luce. and it's not like you're complain' anyway. Want me to prove it?"

" Maybe.. But God- you're such a pompous ass, you know that?"

"Yeah but all part of my charm, sweetheart."

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