#But if you read it all thank you

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[kilgarraara]

"I guess I never really faced my fears before"

[averagefungus]

My first experience in realizing *what* Splatoon was happened back when PeanutButterGamer released his review on the game, when Splatoon was “Nintendos Answer to Call of Duty” was how everyone described it because it’s 2016. My actual first experience, just seeing Splatoon, was a ****ing Profasia Gaming all bosses YouTube video, where I was enraptured by what I thought was some forgotten Xbox game I never heard about. Ironic, huh? Then I got the game for my birthday, and I was there for the very first Cats Vs. Dogs Splatfest. I don’t remember the team I chose, but I remember the splatposts, the inbox, the inside jokes, and when Splat Tim was a fresh new meme.

Splatoon was my exposure to the concept of OCs. I remember seeing fan agents, and the green giant squid girl, and other characters people had made not realizing I could make my own character in an already established universe. I thought for a short while that the official names for the “two main characters” the Orange and Blue inklings were ink and some other squid related noun. But then I learned that these were characters people made for themselves, and that I could make characters for myself too. Once I did, I created nigh a dozen characters with their clothings and weapons in my head. I wish I wrote those inklings (and Octolings that were undercover) down.

The fan content was at an all time high, where I could read entire comics just by looking at google images since I didn’t have any social medias yet. YouTube had GMOD animations by LizzieRattcicle, Pooole, Spider, Mister Prawn, and so on. Comic Dubs, Creepy Pastas, anything I could find that I��d watch well into the morning, and sleep all day on a bean bag chair. I’d dream of being at Inkopolis, the raised balcony and massive open area being home to the hundreds angsty fanfictions I read on my phone on long car rides, listening to a single Siivagunner track on repeat for 6 hours all the while. The Living Tombstones song held a tragic chord to me at that time, thinking about what it must’ve been like to live in Inkopolis while watching the stylized music video with the limited cast of characters we had.

While I’ll likely never be as into the series as I was back then, even when Octo Expansion redefined the fandom as we know it, it’s one of the few times I look back on with complete satisfaction for. The Wii U was such an amazing console to be young on, unaware of the constant disappointments people had about the thing while I played Nintendo Land, Tank!Tank!Tank!, Pikmin 3, Sm4sh, Yoshis Wooly World, Mario Maker, Scribblenauts, Windwaker, New Super Mario Brothers U, and of course;

Splatoon.

I’ll likely not get the chance to play it one last time, but I’ll remember it fondly and nostalgically, as the first fandom I found that taught me to make art. Thank you Splatoon

Soon we'll say goodbye to Splatoon 1 online! (officially at least) Thanks for all the fun! Stay Fresh!

What were some of your favorite memories of playing it back then? ᔦꙬᔨ

[stil-lindigo]

lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

[noodles-and-tea]

Last part whoo!!!

PART 1 / PART 2 / PART 3 / PART 4

[sonykatzen]

pretty boy

[howsublime]

Excited to share my first linocut, based on the three meme kittens that I love.

Update: Fancy a t-shirt?

[andstuffsketches]

girl who lives in a cave

[stageturn]

(slides u a jon) got time for a draw this in your style?

use #stageturnDTIYS to participate :D

HAVE FUN!!!!! (closeups under the cut :3)

and here's the actual doodle of s1 Jon

[kuni-kuun]

and another mundane day

[aethersea]

the question of fic comments is very straightforward actually. readers do not owe writers comments. writers do not owe readers fic. there is no bargain, no transaction, no debt.

fic is a gift. comments are a gift. gifts are exchanged between friends, out of love, not out of obligation.

I write for myself. I post it for others, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. I read for myself. I comment for the author, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. perhaps we were not friends before, but we are now, however fleetingly, because we have given each other gifts out of love.

[clarisse-doodles]

inspired by this post, in which Damian does not know what Vine is

[atissi]

cupids...ATTACK

[nicktoonsunite]

misc NU doodles part tres

last comic is based off off my nasb 2 clip

[stump-not-found]

Second or Third Contact

part 1 /part 2 / part 3 / part 4

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and they never ever had any problems ever . the end

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Who is this sassy lost child?

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