thebyrchentwigges:

polecat-flyer:

thebyrchentwigges:

teaberryblue:

brofisting:

suedescripture:

secondalto:

entertainmentweekly:

Anyone have a fic rec?

If you have some fan-tastic fic, we wanna read it!

Um, yeah, NO. Mostly because of this sentence in the terms and conditions:

 Entries become sole property of Sponsor and none will be acknowledged or returned.

I encourage everyone to boost this, please don’t let anyone you know who writes fic to enter this contest.

Um holy crap no. Friends, the above is the least of the problems with these Terms and Conditions. Read the entirety of them (particularly #5) carefully before you avoid this shit by a mile.

DO NOT DO THIS

ONLY DO THIS IF YOU’RE GONNA WRITE SOME BRUTALLY VIOLENT NONCON TERMS/CONDITIONS PWP.  

Terms backed Conditions up against the wall. Conditions went hot as Terms’ firm, legal grasp seized him by the throat.

Conditions shuddered in erotic apoplexy. He knew this was how it had to
be. They’d both known, the minute their eyes had met across the law firm
table. He couldn’t resist Term’s broad shoulders in that tailored
sharkskin jacket. By the time they’d finished their first case, they
were united: the most harsh, unbeatable legal team in the city. Conditions brought the legalese, and Terms always knew what pressure to apply. Like he did right now.

“Tell me what you are,” Terms growled.

“I’m – I’m…” Conditions gasped, all eloquence lost in surrender. “A subordinate clause.”

OMG, submit this!

Alas, I can’t because I live outside the United States. Terms and Conditions!!! They get you every time!