If you’re European, in a couple of weeks you will be denied any and all access to fandom contents on Tumblr and everywhere else on the internet. Here’s why.

On June, 20th the JURI of European Parliament approved of the articles 11 and 13 of the new Copyright Law. These articles are also known as the “Link Tax” and the “Censorship Machines” articles.

Articles 13 in particular forces every internet platform to filter all the contents we upload online, ending once and for all the fandom culture. Which means you won’t be able to upload any type of fandom works like fan arts, fan fictions, gif sets from your favourite films and series, edits, because it’s all copyrighted material. And you won’t also be able to share, enjoy or download other’s contents, because the use of links will be completely restricted.

But not everything’s lost yet. There’s another round of voting scheduled for the early days of July.

What you can do now to save our internet, is to share these informations with all of your family members and friends, and to ask to your MEP (the members of the European Parliament from your country) to vote NO at the next round, to vote against articles 11 and 13.

Here you can find more news and all the details to contact your MEP:

https://saveyourinternet.eu

Also, sign and share this petition:

https://www.change.org/p/european-parliament-stop-the-censorship-machinery-save-the-internet?recruiter=50668942&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=psf_combo_share_initial

We have just a couple of weeks to stop this complete madness, don’t let them dictating the way we enjoy our internet.

#SaveYourInternet now!

And once you’ve done that:

Download EVERYTHING. Every piece of fanfiction you love, every piece of fanfiction you have on your “to read” list, every gifset, piece of artwork, whatever fannish online stuff you love—download it all.

Artist and authors—download your own works (you should keep copies of your stuff in offline storage anyway).

If enough of us get enough of what we love, If everyone gets everything they love (long shot, I know), we can circumvent the EU’s law by starting request mailing lists, or IRC rooms, or Slack channels, and directly email fan works to one another. We will become A Living Library, outfitted to outlast this ridiculous law.

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Dear everyone who is currently working on a Thing, whatever that Thing may be,

Good luck with the Thing. You can do the Thing. You will do the Thing. You just have to do the Thing.

Best wishes,

Someone who is also doing a Thing

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Pride (Superbia)

FANDOM: Arrow

PAIRING:Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak

RATING: Explicit

PART THREE OF ‘GOT SINNING ON MY MIND’

SUMMARY: Sex…

                     Seven sins style…

                     Pride…

                     A half drunken bet. The terms were set.

                    Now they’re both sober, and neither one of them is backing down.

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Tagging @n4r4nch4 @positivepiper

Thanks to @lynslogic and @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline for reading it through.

Pride (Superbia)

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“It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels.” ~ Saint Augustine

—

“You backing out?”

Oh, God, this was a terrible  idea. A terrible fucking idea.

The smirk lifting up the corners of his mouth was a damn perfect example of just how not good this was. Deep down, she’d known. Of course she had, the moment the words had formed on his lips. But her stupid, pride , and maybe a little stubbornness thrown in for good measure, had her agreeing to his terms before her usually intelligent  brain could veto the hell out of it.

The snap of latex against his wrist echoed in her ears, had her heart thudding  like a snare drum, in her chest, her throat.

Nerves. More nerves…mixed with something she didn’t want to admit to herself, let alone him, flooded her veins as he moved closer.

She could feel the apprehensive sweat matting the hair at the back of her neck, trickling down, but damn if she was going to show him just how anxious she was.

Thank God it was just the two of them in here, after closing.

“Felicity,” His voice rumbled, half amusement, half disappointment, “You backing out?” He asked again.

She took a deep, steadying breath,  and tilted her head back, meeting his unwavering gaze.

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Have you read this?!?! If not, go read now! This is amazing!

Thank you, Lyn 😘😘😘

Pride (Superbia)

FANDOM: Arrow

PAIRING:Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak

RATING: Explicit

PART THREE OF ‘GOT SINNING ON MY MIND’

SUMMARY: Sex…

                     Seven sins style…

                     Pride…

                     A half drunken bet. The terms were set.

                    Now they’re both sober, and neither one of them is backing down.

—>

Tagging @n4r4nch4 @positivepiper

Thanks to @lynslogic and @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline for reading it through.

Pride (Superbia)

—>

“It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels.” ~ Saint Augustine

—

“You backing out?”

Oh, God, this was a terrible  idea. A terrible fucking idea.

The smirk lifting up the corners of his mouth was a damn perfect example of just how not good this was. Deep down, she’d known. Of course she had, the moment the words had formed on his lips. But her stupid, pride , and maybe a little stubbornness thrown in for good measure, had her agreeing to his terms before her usually intelligent  brain could veto the hell out of it.

The snap of latex against his wrist echoed in her ears, had her heart thudding  like a snare drum, in her chest, her throat.

Nerves. More nerves…mixed with something she didn’t want to admit to herself, let alone him, flooded her veins as he moved closer.

She could feel the apprehensive sweat matting the hair at the back of her neck, trickling down, but damn if she was going to show him just how anxious she was.

Thank God it was just the two of them in here, after closing.

“Felicity,” His voice rumbled, half amusement, half disappointment, “You backing out?” He asked again.

She took a deep, steadying breath,  and tilted her head back, meeting his unwavering gaze.

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I’m so behind! I haven’t even been able to read the last one!

That's okay @positivepiper hopefully if you do get round to reading them, you'll like them 😊

Pride (Superbia)

FANDOM: Arrow

PAIRING:Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak

RATING: Explicit

PART THREE OF ‘GOT SINNING ON MY MIND’

SUMMARY: Sex…

                     Seven sins style…

                     Pride…

                     A half drunken bet. The terms were set.

                    Now they’re both sober, and neither one of them is backing down.

—>

Tagging @n4r4nch4 @positivepiper

Thanks to @lynslogic and @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline for reading it through.

Pride (Superbia)

—>

“It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels.” ~ Saint Augustine

—

“You backing out?”

Oh, God, this was a terrible  idea. A terrible fucking idea.

The smirk lifting up the corners of his mouth was a damn perfect example of just how not good this was. Deep down, she’d known. Of course she had, the moment the words had formed on his lips. But her stupid, pride , and maybe a little stubbornness thrown in for good measure, had her agreeing to his terms before her usually intelligent  brain could veto the hell out of it.

The snap of latex against his wrist echoed in her ears, had her heart thudding  like a snare drum, in her chest, her throat.

Nerves. More nerves…mixed with something she didn’t want to admit to herself, let alone him, flooded her veins as he moved closer.

She could feel the apprehensive sweat matting the hair at the back of her neck, trickling down, but damn if she was going to show him just how anxious she was.

Thank God it was just the two of them in here, after closing.

“Felicity,” His voice rumbled, half amusement, half disappointment, “You backing out?” He asked again.

She took a deep, steadying breath,  and tilted her head back, meeting his unwavering gaze.

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This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

I love how gay people do it too. Just… really? You’re literally saying the same shit to bisexuals that straight people say to you, and you don’t see the hypocrisy? 

If youre biphobic or hate bisexuals, fucking unfollow me, for serious.

^^^

If youre biphobic or hate bisexuals, fucking unfollow me, for serious.

Why is this a thing like really? Homosextual people of ALL beings should understand that you like what you like and if the answer multiple choice then that’s just more love to go around non?

BY REBLOGGING THIS YOU ARE SAYING THAT YOUR BLOG IS COMPLETELY ACCEPTING OF BI FOLKS!!! BISEXUAL PEOPLE ARE PART OF THE LGBT+ COMMUNITY AND IF YOU DISAGREE, PLEASE UNFOLLOW ME

wow i love biphobia! gotta love being attacked by the gays and the straights amirite fellow “fake” gays :-)

What. The. Actual. FUCK is this shit???? Seriously? If you're BI, you are bi...you deserve RESPECT. The fucking end.

Give Me Your Power, I’ll Give You My Pain

FANDOM: ARROW

PAIRING:  OLIVER QUEEN AND TOMMY MERLYN

RATING: EXPLICIT

SUMMARY:  “Baby, you know we don’t have to  keep doing this, you don’t have anything to prove.”

Cool, minty breath ghosted across the too tight, flushed skin on the side of his neck, raising goosebumps; and Oliver Queen couldn’t hold back the shiver rolling down his spine, even as his stomach flared with a fresh wave of nerves.

“But you do.” He insisted gruffly, trying to ignore the residual parts of him that told him to get up and pull the brakes before shit went any further, because he wasn’t scared-scared in a way that kicked up fight or flight.

No, he couldn’t be truly afraid. Not with the man behind him. Not with that tendril of  something spindling through the back of his mind, hinting, teasing.

“Stubborn bastard,” Tommy Merlyn grinned devilishly. “Oh, I think I’m gonna fucking enjoy breaking you…in…showing you exactly who you are, what I’ve always seen in you, no matter how hard you try to deny it. Even while you’re on your goddamn knees, looking at me like that.”

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline MEGAN, I HEART YOU LOADS AND I HOPE THIS DOESN’T SUCK TOO MUCH. ( I KNOW IT COULD BE BETTER). I TRIED FLUFF… THAT WAS A FAIL LOL…SHOCKER.

Thank you to @lynslogic for reading through bits and pieces for me. Muah!

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Wrath (Ira)

Wrath (Ira)

FANDOM: Arrow

PAIRING:  Toliver

CHARACTERS: Oliver Queen, Tommy Merlyn

RATING: Explicit

PART TWO OF ‘GOT SINNING ON MY MIND’

SUMMARY: Sex.

Seven Sins Style.

Wrath…

That sonofabitch. 

He was gonna fucking kill Oliver. ~~~ Tagging @n4r4nch4 @positivepiper Special Thanks to @lynslogic and @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline

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Wrath (Ira)

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“Men often make up in wrath what they want in reason.” ~ William. R Alger

The bastard was late.

That was it.

It.

He kept telling himself that as he shot off another text, simultaneously rolling his eyes, and trying to curb the growing niggle when there was still no response five minutes later.

He drained the last of his water, and tossed the empty bottle over the bar, into the recycling bin; ignoring Roy’s raised eyebrow.

He repeated the mantra as he contemplated calling Diggle, or Felicity, both of them, to find out if they knew what the deal was that night, but Felicity still had one more night in Vegas, and Diggle was…somewhere else. The other man hadn’t exactly been in a share deets with the other pain in the ass white boy kinda mood, the last time he’d seen him.

Repeated it again as he keyed in the code to Verdant’s basement, and as the door shut and locked behind him. And again with each step down, willing it to be real, and himself to not freak out.

Until he got to the second last one.

The metal rail rattled beneath his palm as he jerked to a stop. Blood rushed in his ears, loud enough to make Tommy feel as though he was submerged under water. Nothing else in room registered through the haze of sinking…drowning.  Nothing except that fucking navy Henley, jeans, and shoes left in a haphazard pile, and the phone with the flash of unread messages…most of them probably from Tommy. Nothing except the emptiness where Oliver was supposed to be, if not in the actual club.

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Reblogging before I get some shut-eye

Iconic!!!!!!!!!!!