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[parvumnadex]

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[sordidmusings]

Tender Love and Care - Hair Care (Buggy x amab!Reader

Art by ijessbest on Twitter (refusing new name still) I believe they also have a tumblr by the same name!

A/N: Sorry I took so long to post this and thank you for your patience! I had thought I put it up earlier but noticed that wasn't true while doing some organizing. The differences are pretty subtle but I hope they are meaningful for your immersion and help you feel seen! If there's something I can do better (I am cis fem so I'm sure there's much my experience has me missing about yours) please let me know! I'd like to help y'all get your escapism too 🤍

From the original a/n - "Ah yes, another 'taking care of Buggy's head' fic to take up space on the internet. Just gotta indulge in giving this man some tlc. Did I write four thousand words of simping for the cringefail pirate clown's hair? Yes. And I'd do it again >:p"

Word Count: ~4k

Warnings: masculine leaning amab!reader (no pronouns or gendered titles), Lots of Feelings, yearning, possibly angst?, probably hurt/comfort?, waxing very poetic, Buggy being a prickly bitch who doesn't know how to receive affection, Buggy also being a delusional bitch who immediately latches on to that affection

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“Touch the makeup and I’ll bite your fingers off!”

“I’m quaking.”

“...I’ll spit in your face.” His eyes narrowed while you blanched. “I’ve got damn good aim too so you better watch those big ol’ eyes.” Almost a compliment? Progress.

“To save us both from catastrophe, I’ll let you keep your grease-face,” you promised. After a few more seconds of giving you the stink eye (really, you should be taking notes because his form is exemplary), Buggy finally settled back into your hold. His stubble scratched lightly at your palms and you allowed your thumbs a scant few passes from his cheek bones to the back of his jaw. That was easy enough to play off as mindless movements while you examined him for the coming wash. Hopefully.  You were at least putting in the effort to keep the affection in your chest from blooming into a wide smile on your face, lest he begin spitting like a wet cat again.

After placing him down on your clothes chest, you began gathering together the things you’d need to clean him up. You had already prepared a large basin of steaming water before you had grabbed Buggy from Zoro for your night shift with him. If he had truly protested against you then you’d just have extra water to spoil yourself with for your nightly routine. What a loss. While you flitted around grabbing a cup, a pile of towels, and care products, Buggy took to commenting about whatever his eyes fell on around your room. Your half-assed replies did nothing to discourage his gentle roast of your safe space. He only shut up when you picked him back up and brought him over to the basin.

You were taken by surprise when you took off his bandana.  You had guessed that his hair was thick from the pieces that framed his face, but you hadn’t expected long locks to be wrapped up in there. They slipped and fell down like silk despite being in clear need of a wash, and you started to become a bit excited to see how they would come to shine under your care.

“What’s wrong with you? Never seen hair before?” There was a bit more bite to him all of a sudden and it hit you that he may be self-conscious from your staring.

“Never seen yours before, duh,” you teased. “You should wear your hair out as a power move against all the scrangly ass men in these waters.”

Buggy took a blank-faced moment to process your words. Probably weighing your sincerity against the backlog of insults he’s heard in his life. Unfortunately, one joking compliment never stood a chance.

“Whatever, just do your job.” His bitter tone made you keep your mouth shut and drop the topic. For now.

Seeing how he had a lot more hair than anticipated, you got up again to grab yet another towel so that you could use it as a cushion. Finally settled, you grabbed Buggy in one hand, the cup in the other, and got to work. You had laid a small board across the basin so you could rest Buggy on it instead of having to hold him up the whole time. You may have gotten strong in this life, but you were not masochistic enough to try holding him up throughout this process. You made sure to be extra gentle when you put him to rest on the back of his head, mindful that the hard plank wasn’t the most comfortable.

Wetting his hairline was taking longer than you thought. The soft noises from the pouring water hitting his scalp and trickling through his hair into the basin below felt loud in the stillness of the room. Everything had a languid air like you could breathe freely without thought or time to measure the passing of each exhale. Wanting to check in, you looked down from your task and into Buggy’s face. Despite all his past showboating, Buggy was having difficulty keeping his gaze anywhere near your face.  You decided to take pity on him in his discomfort but not too much. “So how’d you get your damn good aim?”

Silence.

You’re beginning to think that him looking at you like you’re stupid is his comfort zone.

“You know, that ‘damn good aim’ that makes my ‘big ol’ eyes’ easy targets?” you supplied.  At first, you thought he would roll his eyes and make more digs at you, but he finally caught you off guard.

“It’s a trade secret,” he said with a growing smile and a glint in his eyes. His face grew even more pleased when you smiled mischievously back at him.

“Clown trade?”

He hummed out an affirmative. You saturated the last of his hair at the front and sides and now needed to dunk the rest in the basin. The sheer amount of long blue locks that this pretty, pretty man had may cause it to overflow, but you supposed that’s just a workplace hazard when becoming a glamor clown’s hairdresser. You paused in lowering him to look around quite dramatically (squinty eyes, pursed lips, and all) before leaning slightly closer to stage whisper, “You can tell me; I ain’t no snitch.”

You barely caught the laugh that he choked short in order to keep up his serious facade. He let his eyes wander the room to double check your surveying and pretended to be in thought. He let out a heaving sigh and said, “Okay, okay, but you have to lean in close. Can’t have this getting out.”

Ever obliging, you turned your head and leaned until you felt his warm breath on your skin and the roundness of his nose tickling to top of your ear. You were thankful he couldn’t see the little shiver down your spine or the goosebumps spreading down your neck. He was thankful you couldn’t see him close his eyes to savor the scent of your aftershave. All was still for a few breaths too long.

“The secret?” you prompted, thinking he was waiting for your urging or that he was just trying to make you squirm. You didn’t see his eyes flutter open while he forced thoughts other than your closeness back into that head of his. Okay, he really needed to do something to reel himself back in and get some control of the situation.  Easier said than done when he’s only a head.

You felt as much as you heard him take a deliberate inhale… only for a loud raspberry to be blown right next to your ear.

Nearly dropping him in shock, you quickly pulled your head back and held him at arm’s length like a misbehaved puppy. Through his canting cackles, Buggy met your wide eyes with a proud grin. It didn’t even need the help of his makeup to split his face. Damn, you could stare at that forever. He had just the prettiest eyes you think you’d ever seen. The way they shifted color under the low lights and sparkled with his smile had you feeling entranced. It had the same commanding presence and addicting warmth as flames with their own swirling colors and sparking embers. You thought your poetic idioms for him would always center around the sea, especially for his blue-green eyes, but here we are.

The corner of his smile started to twitch downward under your stare until wild and cheerful laughter burst from your lips. They were the kind to shake your shoulders and scrunch your cheeks up into your eyes and he’s now certain that he has fucked right up. Buggy felt alarms blaring in his mind as he took in your joy and was certain he would make an absolute fool of himself in any and all ways possible to keep getting hits of it. Between your settling chuckles, you managed to say, “Don’t worry, I’ll bring that wisdom with me to my grave.”

Readjusting your grip, you moved forward and dunked the back of Buggy’s head fully into the water. He sighed out at the sensation, but he fully melted when one of your hands went to support the back of his skull and the other flowed through his tresses to make sure all of them were wet. You let yourself take your time, both to make sure you were thorough and to indulge yourself in the comfort of the moment. A tenderness spread through you when you saw that this was also indulging Buggy. His breath was slow and steady, and his eyes were resting closed to better focus on the sensations coming to him. You truly were a people pleaser at heart and seeing someone so bedraggled and affection-starved accept your care made your heart and head feel fuzzy.

You slowly leaned him more upright and used your other hand to wipe out some of the excess water. Buggy felt you shuffling around, and his eyes opened to see what you were up to. After you moved him to rest on the flat bottom of his neck on top of the softest towel that he’s felt in ages, he realized that you went through the trouble to try to make even that wooden board comfortable for his sake. He was starting to feel even more uncertain and out of his element.

Careful fingers carded through and spread out his hair behind him while an equally careful gaze watched over their work. After lathering your hands with a shampoo bar scented by vanilla and spices, you set to work giving him the scalp massage of a lifetime.

While focusing on doing the best job possible and maybe also the beautiful color of his hair was keeping you from thinking about anything else, Buggy had no such luxury. He had nothing to direct his nervous energy at - didn’t even have fingers to fidget with! - so he closed his eyes and tried to keep his face neutral. Everyone enjoys a good scalp massage or at least some kind of pampering so it wouldn’t have been weird for him to visibly enjoy it, but something watery and vulnerable was pressing at his throat under your tender care. His mind and body (well… head) were at odds. While his train of thought spun every which way only to be tethered back to the word ‘why’, his muscles melted until they were soft and pleasantly limp. Has his brow ever been so smooth? His jaw so loose? His lips so softly set? Oh God, you must have noticed the stubborn stiffness in his neck because your fingers abandoned his hair to firmly rub from the base of his skull to where he met the towel and that was truly his undoing.

With a rumbly hum, Buggy finally gave in to temptation and tied his mind to your movements. He let himself imagine affection there - imagine that this was special and just for him. You’ve never tended to anyone else like this. You offered because you simply had to know what his hair felt like. You just wanted to touch him. You wanted it much more than you ever wanted to touch anyone else. If he opened his eyes and looked up at yours, he would see them pouring with love, just like your hands were, and you would look sweetly down at him with your gorgeous eyes and handsome smile and say lovely things and you’d love him-

You’d love him.

Fuck.

You noticed Buggy suddenly flinch under your hands and you tensed up.

“Are you okay? Did I snag your hair?” You hadn’t felt anything tug but you supposed you could’ve missed it.

Buggy cleared his throat before stiffly responding, “No. Keep going.”

Something thick in his tone caught your attention and you looked to see his expression was tense instead of the blissed out one you had admired not too long ago. That won’t do. You went back to the tried and true pressure points on the scalp that you knew from experience eased anyone up. Checking his face again, you noticed it was more relaxed but still too guarded for your tastes. Deciding he must be getting antsy, you switched to working the shampoo down his hair after getting a touch more product on your hands. The time it took to get it properly sudsed and rinsed was calm, despite the fact that there was some undercurrent to the air that felt charged. Maybe it was just from seeing the talkative and bratty clown be so subdued. As you began spreading conditioner through his hair, you decided that it was time to engage him again.

“This bar is my favorite; nothing makes my hair softer,” you said. Already, his hair was relaxing to glide even more smoothly between your fingers. You weren’t ready to give the feeling up, so you spent the entire time that the conditioner was setting to run your fingers through his hair.

Buggy couldn’t do anything at the moment to judge your claim, but the smell alone made him understand why it was your favorite. It matched that of the shampoo bar, but the richer ingredients in the conditioner highlighted the comforting tones of the vanilla and the sensuality of warm spices and wood. He relished in it on every inhale, hoping to unravel and memorize its every undertone. Was that a touch of amber in there? A little pink peppercorn? Maybe some incense and oud at the base? Buggy suddenly felt ridiculous. He was never one to give much thought to fancy perfumes, yet here he was trying to dissect your scent like a sommelier tasting a new wine. 

You made quick work of rinsing his hair this final time and gently pushing and squeezing any excess water out. You set Buggy back on a towel, this time one that was spread on the floor. It was the one that you had just been sitting on. Buggy was embarrassed that he noticed and enjoyed the fact that he could still feel your body heat on it.

“How many of those things do you have?” Buggy scoffed as you pulled yet another towel over to dry his hair. You flicked his forehead in warning against further sass.

“You can never have too many. It’s something that you use daily and they come in handy during emergencies,” you explained.

“Oh yeah like what?”

“Well, I was thinking of situations like having to soak up a spill or blood, but the state of your hair definitely qualifies.”

The outburst was immediate.

“I KNEW YOU WERE MAKING FUN OF ME YOU DAMN LIAR! HOW DA-”

Good thing you were prepared for this and stuffed some of yet another towel into his screaming mouth. He bit down on it harshly and glared at you with all his might. Snarls and grumbles still made their way through the cloth, letting you know just how displeased he was. You were a little shocked to find that despite being gagged and despite just being a head that his glare still actually intimidated you. The time spent with the crew treating him like a harmless little pest had helped you forget that, when push came to shove, he could back up his talk with violence.

The brief glimpse of fear in your eyes gave him a twinge of satisfaction but mostly felt a lot more hollow than he’d expected. Wasn’t this what he wanted? 

When you reached back out to continue drying his hair, you were more tentative than he had ever seen you and his mood dropped even further. Even with your caution, the way that you moved the towel over his hair and gently squeezed more water out of it was filled with care. The whole thing felt very foreign to him. Buggy usually rubbed his towel through his hair chaotically like the more forceful he was the sooner he could get done with the bothersome task. You were working over him like any undue force would be an insult. Like he was something precious. That watery feeling started pressing on him again.

“I didn’t mean it like that,” you started quietly. “I just meant to poke fun, not make you actually feel insulted.” After a few more soft pats with the towel, you slowly removed his makeshift gag. He took a moment to wiggle around his jaw and get the dry feeling out of his mouth.

“Yeah, well good job, dumbass,” he bit. You winced at the hurt in his tone. “Just finish up.”

You took a moment to recenter yourself while you grabbed your comb and brush. This was not how you wanted this to go. One wrong comment had sent this whole interaction spiraling and it made you sad. Sensitivity like that was usually built up from years of feeling the same hurts over and over again, and you didn’t ever want to be someone to aggravate an already festering wound, especially not on someone who you genuinely enjoyed. Not on someone who you were increasingly craving affection from. This needed to be fixed. Steeling yourself for the resistance you were about to meet, you began combing the ends of his hair and spoke, “The blue color is pretty.”

He ignored you. As expected.

“It was one of the first things I noticed about you.” He still wouldn’t even glance up at you. “Also how it brings out the color of your eyes.”

He snorted dismissively in a way that very clearly told you he wasn’t believing a word you said. Also expected. You’re just going to have to soldier on until this eventually worked… maybe worked… hopefully worked?

Just as in the rest of the process, you were slow and thorough when combing his hair. You murmured compliments to him about how soft it is; how thick and how beautiful. By the time that you had switched to using your brush, he was showing signs of being worn down by your flattery. His face was more relaxed and he let himself look around instead of trying to burn a hole through the floor. All you could focus on, though, was how downcast and tired his eyes looked.

“Alright, I’m all finished up,” you told him. “I’m going to put you in the hammock for a minute while I get ready for bed.”

After placing him in the middle of your bedding, you disappeared behind a dressing screen. The routine of bathing  yourself with a washcloth and bowl of soapy water eased you. Since you had taken so much time tending to Buggy, the last bowl of fresh water had become lukewarm. Despite this, the final wipe down had you feeling refreshed and ready to jump into bed. It was no soak in the tub, but still left you feeling much better after a long day of helping work around the ship.

You had set about your routine briskly so that you didn’t leave Buggy waiting too long. Little did you know, he didn’t mind the time of having nothing to do besides enjoy the soft blankets you curled up in every night. He was trying to soak it in before you inevitably put him back down on the floor. If the night had taught him anything, you’d at least put him on one of those fluffy towels instead of throwing him back in the bag like the others did.

You came over to him on the hammock and he admired how you looked, now clean and fresh. His eyes poured over your shirtless chest and the thin sleep pants moving around the shape of your legs. When you picked him back up, your face and body language were as placid as he had ever seen them and he was surprised at how content that made him feel. He readied himself to be moved away, left cold and forgotten, but he was astonished when you plopped yourself in your bedding instead with him still in your hands. The shock must have shown on his face because you chuckled at him and gave him a bright smile. Even with the bumpy road that the night had been, your smile made him soft and content. He was realizing with more and more resignation that your smile and laugh would let you get away with anything when it came to him.

“So no floor? Trying to bribe me with favors?” His voice was mostly back to that sarcastic lilt you’ve come to adore.

Content that he was feeling better, you answered, “Nah, just using you so I can have a teddy bear. Haven’t had a good one in ages.”

Making good on that promise, you made sure that he was securely nestled into your neck and shoulder. You used both of your arms to cradle him there and both hands to continue your worship of his hair. It was just barely damp and the coolness felt nice on your hands, especially in contrast to the cozy heat emanating from his head. His long eyelashes tickled at your neck every time he blinked, just like the light scruff on his jaw teased at the skin on your chest. His big nose felt cozy rested on your clavicle, and you had to resist the urge to reach down and trail your fingers on it. A giddy and victorious feeling flushed through you when you felt him close his eyes a final time and sink into your embrace.

Buggy should have known that he was doomed from the start. He was having a hell of a time trying not to moan at your fingers scratching and massaging his scalp, both during the hair care and now, when he was held in your arms. The feeling of being rested on your bare chest sent his heart racing. He couldn’t stop his little movements to nestle into you and get just that much more of your warmth and touch. If he thought that he loved the smell of you before, he was absolutely intoxicated now that he knew what it was like when it floated over the two of you while wrapped in body-warmed sheets.

He wanted to ask you why you were doing all of this, but he didn’t want to know the answer. Not right now. Right now he was going to let himself go back into that place in his head where you lo- cared about him. A place where each night he would crawl into bed with you and, no matter how the day went, you would be there to empty his mind of anything but the two of you. You’d greet him with a kiss or a laugh or an embrace and you would shine with so much joy because he’s next to you again. He’d know what your love felt like, how it felt to be under your hands, how your skin felt under his lips. All these daydreams swirling in his head started to make him sick with want, and he needed to know at least one of them. He couldn’t handle all of them staying forever in his mind.

The tiniest increase of pressure from his lips brought your attention to where they rested below your collarbone. The almost kiss was so heartbreakingly shaky and hesitant that you felt your eyes burn with the threat of tears. To reassure him, you dragged your cheek across his temple before turning to leave a deliberate kiss there. Buggy relished the contact, the satisfied sigh you let out afterward, and the gentle weight of your cheek as you snuggled back into him. Your reward came in the form of a grinning cheek pushing into you.

All his humor and posturing certainly caught your attention in the best way and even his explosive temper was something you couldn’t say turned you away. This gentleness, though, this uncertain and wounded place, had you bursting with affection and you were hoping to keep experiencing it. You’d meet it each time with steady affection until it turned into something he embodied with the same surety that he had in his beloved spotlight.

Both of you slipped more sweetly into dreams, curled up together as you were, and with more peace and ease than the years before had allowed. Neither of you would let the years to come be absent of this sweet treasure, either.

[didalexiabreakupwitholgaisback]

Glad that I found your new account 😔 You had me so worried that I created a post with a bunch of tags to find out what happened to your account 😭😭

i'm so happy you (and others!) found me too! 😭 i actually tried making some posts and tagging them too, but then i realised that tumblr doesn't let your posts show up in the tags for a few days in order to prove that you are not a bot. 🤦‍♀️ but all's well that ends well! 🫶

anon - i am just a random person on the internet. but what i am is generally nice to people online, such that tech-savvy (probably) gen z smarties are willing to go out of their way and help my old luddite millennial ass.

maybe you should try being kind to people and see where that gets you in life 🙏

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[archangeldyke-all]

hi!! this is my first time requesting anything on tumblr ever so bear with me. i know you write for sevika (which i love btw because your writing is magical) but could you possibly write something for ran? i haven’t been able to locate a single good fic about them in so long and it makes my heart hurt. they deserve so much more love than they get ☹️

it doesn’t have to be anything steamy (but i would love for it to be). you can have full creative liberty with this because i know for a fact that you’ll come up with something amazing.

if you’re not comfortable writing for ran or just don’t want to then just ignore this! :)

yessss ran needs more love!

a few things before i start: check out @abitohoney 's submit series! ran is a pretty prominent character (and in the latest part, ran and sev and reader are having a threesome EEEK!! so fucking hot.)

also, because ran has no speaking lines, and isn't even named in the show, these hc's are completely pulled out of my ass. it's just what i think they'd be like, with no contextual justification lmaooo. hopefully in season 2 we'll get to know them better!

ok here we go!

men and minors dni

first of all, i've never met someone who looks that emo/goth who isn't a total goofball. i'm convinced the most sunshiney, silly people also have the darkest, moodiest fashion taste.

so i think ran's a goofball.

always making jokes, teasing, laughing. total class clown vibes.

when they're crushing, though, they go completely silent. like, not a word.

you have no idea they're such a goofball for the longest time. you think they're all stoic and cool, but the truth is, they're just shitting themselves anytime you're around.

ran cuts their own hair. that choppy ass haircut? that's their own doing. no stylist ever gets it right.

ran's always playing pool in the show. so when you start crushing back on them, you ask them to teach you.

inside, ran is freaking out, but outside, they're cool, calm and collected.

they definitely do that thing where they stand behind you and move your arms with theirs. both of you are freaking the fuck out the entire time.

ran starts warming up to you then, though, because they realize that you're just as flustered by your closeness as they are.

it starts with little jokes and quips.

and when they get a good reaction out of you, a pretty smile and little giggle, they turn it up to a hundred.

they make a fool of themselves trying to get you to smile.

tripping over their feet in an effort to get your attention, always mumbling jokes under their breath for only you to hear, anxiously awaiting the muffled giggle that it pulls from you.

you start to suspect that they have a crush on you then. they're always trying to make you smile or laugh, and each time they do, their eyes are locked on your curved lips.

so you start flirting.

they blush profusely each and every time.

doesn't matter if you're gently touching their arm, or giving them a compliment, or looking at them for a few seconds too long, they've got the most obvious blush you've ever seen. they're obsessed with you.

you comment on it once.

"you look really fuckin' hot in that crop top y'know." you say one night, tipsy off a few drinks at the bar.

ran blushes bright red and takes a big gulp of their drink.

"and you're so cute when you blush." you add on.

ran sputters on their sip or alcohol.

from then on, they take their flirting up another notch.

always crowding against you at the pool table, helping you even though you know how to play by now.

constantly touching you, especially when they make you laugh. they'll pretend they're just leaning against you to laugh, but they don't take their hand off your shoulders afterwards.

the more time passes, and the more obvious your shared attraction gets, the bolder ran gets.

like when they make you smile, they'll reach up and gently trace their finger over the lines your smile causes to crease up in your face.

they'll press impossibly closer against you while your leaning over to play pool, practically grinding against your ass, no indication that they're flustered beside the bright red blush on their face.

and when you guys finally kiss, it goes something like this.

ran's teasing you relentlessly for a slip up you'd made, fumbling over your words at an important meeting. they're such a shit, and they're so cute as they poke at you and joke and tease, that you just have to shut them up.

so you dart forward and press your lips against theirs.

for the first time since ran's opened up to you, they're completely silent. their one visible eye is wide, and they're red as a tomato.

you giggle.

"where'd all those jokes go, tough guy?" you ask. ran blinks and gulps.

"holy shit." they whisper. you laugh and reach up to tuck their bangs behind their ear, admiring their exposed face, waiting patiently for them to get their words back. they blink at you with stars in their eyes.

and then suddenly, they're giddy and giggling, pulling you against their chest and wrapping their arms around you.

"you get that you're mine now, right?" they ask. you grin, and press another kiss to their lips.

"that's kinda what i was going for." you admit.

"nice." they say with a smirk as they swoop in to press their lips against yours again.

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[rulerzreachf4n7]

Fight me all you want but huntlow/lumity antis are the weakest links in the toh community,

HEAR ME OUT...

...unless you don't have ears idk block the haters

SKIP IF YOU'RE NOT INTERESTED IN SHIPS WARS IT'S HONESTLY EMBARRASSING I HAVE TO SAY THIS!!

All this slander is coming from the goldric/huntmira/lunter/guster/amiter shippers, yes that's a mouthful, and yes I'll be blocking you if you're a toxic shipper, if your not, good! except if you ship amiter, fuck off you lesbianphobic bitch, anyways back to my rant, also sorry if this comes out as insensitive, rude, or if I sound over dramatic I just really hate these types of people

If I had a dime for every toxic shipper I've encountered since I first came into the toh community...BITCH ID BE RICH CAUSE SOME OF Y'ALL ARE WILD ASF 😭🙏, this is based off of a rant I got below this post so yeah credits to anon it was very helpful pookie

Y'all toxic ass shippers will go FUCKING PARAGRAPH LENGTHS TO DEFEND YOUR SHITTY SHIPS, and this is targated twords lunter and goldric, again, if you're not toxic this ain't for you I don't mean to offend anyone, cause tell me why there is this account on Pinterest, I ain't afraid to say their name it's something like TheGoldenCoven, or some shit like that, BROS A LUNTER FAN ACCOUNT 💀, and a toxic one too, dw I got some proof

How the fuck do you normalize the TWO MAIN COUPLE OF A SERIES??? Hunter was never intentioned to date Luz and vice versa, this is a perfect example of toxic a lunter shipper, and not only are they toxic they're...LESBIANPHOBIC!! I know it was probably from 2021 and they've moved on buuuut they did post amiter art, and they're not even a nice person although having in their bio "I'm nice you if you're nice to me" or some bullshit idk

As for toxic goldric shipper accounts I haven't seen any Pinterest or Tumblr accounts so that's good! But majority of the shippers are the most insufferable human beings on earth, their only excuse for shipping them is "they want a mlm couple and they're the same age" noting against wanting a mlm couple it'd be super nice...buy may I remind you this is post early season two...HUNTERS NAME WASN'T EVEN CONFIRMED YET 😭🙏, And let alone having only two or three minutes of screen time makes the ship have an even worse reputation, and the shippers are just bitchy and biphobic, always complaining that Hunter should be canonically gay instead of literally anything else so he can be shipped with only Edric, and I know huntmira shippers exist but I've actually never had an interaction with one, hopefully they aren't too bad

Y'all will come out withe the stupidest excuses not to ship huntlow/lumity, also sorry I got off track 😭😭, for lumity, don't know how it exists, but it's either "it's abusive" or "it's toxic" brother ew 💀, name one way Luz or Amity have hurt each other and DO NOT say it's by how Luz always makes stuff mess even though it's literally apart of her personality or by how she didn't wanna tell her about the portal door in S2 or how she accidentally helped Philip/Belos, I'll wait 😊, and I see the point of how Amity's personality downgraded to only being Luz's gf but she still did have her family problems but I guess they just didn't wanna make it an episode, I mean we got Clouds on the horizon that counts ig?

And for huntlow I keep hearing the same shit "I-Its a crack ship, I-Its forced, t-they have no chemistry 🥺🥺🥺" yeah I can see your toxic ass shipping a 12 and 16 year old together don't think you're slick bitch, and just because huntlow was rushed doesn't mean it's necessarily bad, you don't know if Dana had intentions on it but because of the cancellation it was forced to be rush, and I'm sorry to y'all hearing the shortened s3 excuse but it's true since there's literally no other explanation, also don't come into the comments saying "B-But you don't know that!!🥺🥺" it's just speculation my brother in Christ 😭🙏, merely a theory put together with brain cells which almost everyone in this community doesn't have, another weird double standard is how everyone ships gustholomule and veesha even though there's very little evidence it'll be canon was supposed to be canon but since it's a more noticeable and popular ship no one bats an eye for some reasons even though huntlow is too a popular ship, but these are the more bigger ones so I'll more obscure like cameda or aladarius which where probably never meant to happen and totally fandom operated

Anyways that's all, I'll block haters/toxic shippers in the comments so don't think you'll get a reaction outta me with some half baked and barely thought through argument you found in a Reddit post

[olderthannetfic]

Hope it's okay to ask here, I love your blog and how you give clear, concise answers to questions without assuming bad faith so hopefully it's ok to throw my own "warning tag" question in here, TIA for the answer! So, childhood friends-to-lovers is like one of my favourite romance tropes to write in fanfic. I've done a LOT of ships with that, but I've never actually written anything more uh...spicy, shall we say. Until after the ship were both adults. I was raised Extremely Fundie and wasn't very sex positive for a LONG time as a result but now that I'm older & out of that environment I've grown a lot. So because of religious upbringing I just avoided writing smut before both characters were 18 "to be safe". In a recent new fandom I'm in I have a character who I feel like very much WOULD have explored her sexuality before she turned 18. The partner in this context is her childhood friend so they grew up together and are probably at most like 3 years apart, if that. So my question is, would I tag that as Underage because, even tho they're close together in age (ie. both "minors" in that sense) they ARE Underage or is the Underage tag on AO3 solely for Adult/Minor ships? (not judging writers of Adult/Minor pairings either, I'll add. It's just not my scene and I don't want to give people the wrong impression in the tags, either way around, whenever I inevitably write & post their First Time fic, yk?) -🌸 (hope its okay to tag this so I can maybe find it later? I don't wanna ask this off anon in case I get blasted by That(tm) side of fandom at large who might see my username and then come into my DMs/inbox to scream "P*do!!" at me, but I DO wanna be able to see the answer when it comes up, esp if I am not on tumblr the day that it does haha)

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Ah. You're still thinking about that tag in a more cultural sense, but that's not what it's for. If you dig through the FAQs and such, the explanation is in there somewhere, but to summarize, it refers to:

On page depictions of sexual activity including at least one character under 18.

(So if they just kiss or you just say she had sex but you don't show intercourse, oral, etc. on the actual page, it doesn't count.)

AO3's underage tag is actually to protect users who live in jurisdictions where <18 sexytimes are banned from art or banned unless there's ~artistic merit~ or whatever. Around the time AO3 was starting up was when Australia was having a big upheaval over such things, so it was on people's minds in the Anglosphere.

Whether the sex is problematique or age gap or whatever doesn't matter. The actual age of consent or laws around sex in the real world location these characters are in, if any, does not matter. Your 17-year-old UK characters fucking still need the warning or CNTW even though that's laughable in context. 18 tends to be the age most used in international law for... like... porn star ages and such, so 18 is what AO3 went with. Never mind that it's not necessarily the age of majority or that age of consent laws can depend on partner age, etc. etc.

Unlike noncon/graphic violence/character death, this warning isn't there primarily because readers find the topic squicky.

It's a legal ass-covering thing.

[bills-pokedex]

To whom it may concern (Bebe and Cassius):

I'm sure we'll all well aware of the current event surrounding a certain Unovan(?) entrepreneur who stylizes himself as a genius. It is therefore unnecessary to show me news about his latest "innovative endeavors" for the express purpose of "watching [me], an inventor, age about ten years every time."

So to get it out of the way for the thirteenth and hopefully final time:

Yes, I'm aware.

No, I don't know how he got a stainless steel tank, a rocket cobbled together from spare parts, a self-driving car that occasionally ignites into a ball of flames while trapping its driver in thanks to multiple design flaws, or the brain chip past an ethics committee.

Yes, I am "salty" that I made one mistake with one of my inventions, and now I'm constantly scrutinized by the Pokémon Cutting-Edge Technology Research Institute's ethics committee.

No, I do not want the brain chip.

Yes, I want to study the brain chip.

The fifth point is out of morbid curiosity as to how it got past an ethics committee, not respect.

Hopefully, this clears things up.

Best, Bill

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{From the Mun:

I found this in the drafts, and I thought it would be hilarious to bring this out and tack on an update post while I'm at it.

But the biggest thing is, I'm . . . actually leaving Tumblr. Now, the main reason for that is my main got super borked up. I've been told by my followers over there it's not shadowbanning, but I'm pretty sure it's random-ass shadowbanning. I cannot receive asks, I can't tag people, I don't have DMs, and I don't show up in notes. As for why, I can't fathom. For the most part, I've kept my nose pretty clean on that account, other than that one time somebody in the writeblr community kinda lost it and tried to use a bunch of random people as a scapegoat for drama reasons. Yeah, idk.

Anyway, the point is, I've submitted a ticket a few months ago and then . . . never heard back. And honestly, for personal reasons, I'm not really inclined on remaking.

Personal reasons being I'm gunning for writing an actual book, as you might know from my last-ish post? Like, non-Pokémon book. Though I'll admit some bits might be familiar to those of you who've hung around the blog for a while. Here's a hint: take powerverse, gender swap it, role swap it, and then stick it into FFXIV and add more steampunk. It's been cooking for the past year you haven't seen me, and I'm aiming to start pitching it to agents by the end of the year. If you'd like to follow along, if you're also a writer who would like to make more writing friends, or if you just like my writing for some reason and want to keep up with me, you can find me at jaxwolffwrites on both Bluesky and Twitter. Bsky moreso, but you'll get progress on this project on either of those other platforms.

Now, I will say this: just to be fair, I'm doing three things:

Closing the askbox. Admittedly, if you've been sending me asks for the past three months, I haven't seen them anyway. Sooooo I probably should've done that ages ago. Sorry about that.

Answering any ask I've saved to the drafts. Any ask. Please note that I don't know if the borking I've described above extends to this blog as well, so Bill won't be replying to replies or reblogs/tags. Apologies for that in advance. There are 49 posts in the drafts, and these will come out fairly slowly as I continue to keep up with my writing schedule on the other project.

Leaving this blog up as an archive. Assuming Tumblr doesn't nuke the main and the backup account that was created in an effort to avoid total nuking, and assuming Tumblr doesn't nuke this blog itself, I really want to leave this up so you can enjoy this pretty much forever onward. You all are the reason why this blog has gone on for so long, and I want to preserve this blog as a thank you for following me for so long.

So yes, after I clear the drafts, you'll likely see one last farewell from Bill and Lanette, and then that will be that. To everyone who's followed, thank you so much for following and supporting this blog over the years. As many ups and downs as running this had, I still look back on every moment as one fun adventure.

So thank you, and take care.}

[thefringespod]

Doing something different for #AudioDramaSunday this week because I was very busy and the only thing I listened to was the new @woebegonepod episode (COWBOYIFITAYTION!) So we're taking a page out of @audistorium 's book and shouting out some of the lovely people in this space

Starting with the man, the myth, the Lemon himself, Landon Lemon Whisnant who is just a beacon of light and supportiveness and talent. Everything he does is fantastic (check out @thefinderskeeperpod ! He and @madd-vo kick ass!) I feel incredibly lucky to know and ve friends with him

Of course we're gonna talk about @totcoc0a in this thread. Tot is kind and funny and would go to battle for her friends in a heartbeat. They are endlessly talented and getting to work with them is a gift. There isn't much I *haven't* said about Tot already because I adore her

And can't talk Tot without talking @taytayheyhey who is another incredibly kind and talented person I'm so lucky to be friends with. I got to meet him in person this week and it was a highlight of my year. Tay is incredible to work with and be friends with. I love him dearly

Tay is also the one who introduced me to @doomedbythenarrativ who is wonderful and amazing and so fucking talented. Everything they do just bursts with this incredible energy, from their voice acting to singing to art. Getting to be her friend is also a gift, I adore her so much

@louis-dc is my brother in every way that matters. I love him dearly, he's talented and kind and amazing and commits to the bit so hard. If you've never gotten to work with Louis, you need to snap him up for a show he's incredible as a VA and as a director (and as a friend)

@kit-n-kboodl sent me a discord dm asking to be friends and I have been pack bonded to him ever since. Not only will Kit hype you up, he'll help you destroy your enemies. He's an amazing artist, a superb writer, a fantastic VA, and a wonderful friend. Everyone needs a Kit <3

@delaylays is one of the coolest people that I've ever met in my life. They make an incredible show that does so much emotional damage to me, they're funny and fun to talk to, they would also do battle for their friends. I know I keep saying I'm lucky to know folks, but its TRUE

@athansmusic doesn't check tumblr much which means I can say nice things about him without him knowing hehehe. Talented doesn't begin to describe Athan. Idk how he does what he does because it's literal magic happening right before our eyes. He's chaotic and amazing

This thread is very long but I would be remiss if I didn't mention CL Hendry ( @ethicstownpod ) and Cai Gwilym Pritchard ( @chainofbeing ), two of the first people I got to know in this space. They have been endlessly supportive and are also so fucking talented. Knowing them is a gift and I thank the universe for it

I should hopefully be getting caught up on podcasts this week because gods I miss listening to my lil stories. Until then, thank YOU for supporting our show! Season 3 will be coming in the early fall and I'm so excited for yall to experience it

[mysteriaqueen]

i am writtiiiiing

agaiiiiiin

this time it's for my detroit fic. hopefully this doesn't take long bc my dumb ass hasn't updated since last year >w<

anyways new chapter coming soon.

ALSO ALSO ALSO i'm gonna stop posting my shit directly to tumblr cuz lowky posting to three different places is exhausting. so it's just gonna be wattpad and ao3 now. those links are in my pinned post :3

[n4talia-chaparro]

How’d you get so good at drawing poses and backgrounds? Do you have any tips because I really like how you draw them!

Shii fr? I am the most hated person on every platform and this fandom djsnns but AHH I appreciate it !

I do have some tips (I'm bad at giving tips but hopefully this helps q.q). For me, when I started to make CU content (on Yt, WAY BEFORE I HAD TUMBLR) I had to rewatch every episode and find references for poses and backgrounds because sometimes mimicking DreamWork is not easy (yea since I'm both an artist and animator this is tough) I started practicing with the art style every day, months and years until I can make it look like the show--

It may take time but yeah it will come out well the more you practice and experiment with the art style.

My tips are erm well- take time all you need to practice and experiment, and for your mental health (in case lmao 😭)- feel free to use references or anything to experiment with art. Poses, backgrounds, designs- the more you practice with the anatomy and shii it will come out decent, doesn't have to be perfect but it's for fun if it makes you proud-

I'll give you some examples. These are my old drawings from 2023 and you can tell the background ALMOST looks like the show

And it was because I used too many references to make it canon- although the windows looks like ass it does take time to improve

Same with characters. It may take years to practice because the only way I draw is with reference cuz yea I am honest i am a dumbass LOL 😭😭

Like YOU COULD TELL THE OLD ART ALMOST MATCHED WITH THE SHOW AND SOMEHOW IT WENT FROM THAT TO THIS WHEN THE YEAR HAD PASSED. ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[nian-7]

hey, i just wanted to say that i'm sorry for the lack of posting. i've been on this account for what, almost 3 years now? but anyways, i've decided to go on a hiatus till the end of the year. why? there's a number of reasons. if you're interested you can read below but otherwise that's the basic amount that you need to know.

i don't get much interaction. this is a source of motivation for many writers and seeing many writers with active anons talking to them all the time makes me feel kind of worried that i'm just a bad writer. yeah, i understand i'm bad at communication and i don't really post stuff other than writing but it just kind of depletes my motivation knowing that nobody really takes the time to just talk to me or even just drop a nice message. i do get them once in a while but it's usually not as frequent as writers who have as big of a following as me (currently 1.1k as i write this).

motivation. i have zero to write anything on this blog. that doesn't mean i'm leaving forever or anything like that. i want to try this 2 month-ish hiatus to see if i just need a break from this blog in hopes that i'll have some sort of motivation come back to me

being simply busy. life is busy and i have a life (unfortunately). i wish i could sit here and write all day sometimes but i just can't. i have so many other things going on and so many other things i need to finish that i just can't spare any time for this blog. it is at the least of my priority list right now.

mental health. i am a very mentally unstable person. my mental state can change with just a little push and it sucks ass. it's hard to write when i'm in a depressive episode and it doesn't feel good to push out writing that i don't think is good enough just to have something put out.

again, i am not leaving this blog forever. i am simply taking a hiatus to get past this busy point in my life and hopefully gain motivation back to write again. i will still be active on tumblr, possibly talking to moots or responding to asks but that will be the extent of it. i'm not going to post any writing till next year. i know i might lose followers and that's honestly fine with me. anyways, thank you for your time and taking the time out of your day to read about my shitty rant LMAO

[hyperkitten224]

I have thoughts about the silly AI man (don't look under the cut unless you want a whole-ass ramble in the form of a few small walls of text)

so. I've been having many thoughts about Caine, one of them being his role in the Digital Circus. not just what his role is in the story, but what he's supposed to be in-universe. because yeah, he's the "main bad guy" and all, but he's not JUST that. he's fascinating and well-written, which is impressive due to how his only canon appearances are in two episodes. this show is two episodes long, and the main antagonist is one of the best robots I've seen in modern times. buckle up, y'all

let's start with his role in the show. he's the Main Antagonist, not a villain wanting to cause harm to everything and everyone, just a problem opposing the goals of the protagonist(s). the goal being "hopefully getting out of the circus and not going crazy until you die." does this mean he actively sabotages the mental sanity of the humans to try and get them to stay? ...eh, not really? of course, he still throws the performers into traumatizing scenarios and even causes physical harm to Pomni in the teaser trailer, but there's always this undercurrent of him genuinely not wanting to cause harm, in a way. like he doesn't know that he's hurting them. though, there's a very interesting degree of ignorance that comes with this, as one line in particular sparks some interest in my head. the one in the teaser trailer where he goes "Don't worry my dear, you won't even die horribly!" (not clipped because I didn't want to have that one voice line amongst Pomni yelling in protest) and while yes, it sounds like a joke, and it is, but it also hints to something about Caine's character. he's less worried about the physical pain his performers receive, and more about them just dying. which makes sense for him as an artificial intelligence, as he probably processes it as "there's nothing to worry about, they'll still be here! :)" (though, with Caine fixing Ragatha being jumbled in the pilot, I think he does understand how it affects the performers, or maybe he just doesn't want the rest of the circus to get all glitchy, I'm not sure. maybe I'll figure it out with future episodes. we're only on episode 2, after all!)

and now with how this ties into his in-universe purpose. basically, he's a mascot. a mascot for a 90s edutainment game. and if the context was the game he's made for, throwing out the whole "adult humans trapped in the digital world" thing, he'd be perfect! he's silly, entertaining, funny, and appealing to the kids! though, he's also an artificial intelligence with a very limited understanding of how humans work, let alone adult humans. since he was seemingly programmed for children and not adults, this also reflects in how he treats the performers physically. he gives them silly nicknames and encouraging pats, scolds Pomni for "foul language" when she swears, and usually has this silly showman-y demeanour to him like he's performing for a younger audience. but unfortunately, there is no younger audience. all the humans in the digital circus are over the legal drinking age, and poor Caine's probably been programmed to deal with kids who are 12 at most. with all that in mind, some of his behaviour makes sense. though, there's the problem with the whole "torturing the circus members without even knowing" thing, and how Gooseworx said in a Tumblr post that everyone (except for Jax and Gangle) swears at one point, which includes Caine himself, but I digress. that's something for the top paragraph.

tldr: Caine is good. this is irrefutable objectivity and media criticism is in shambles /j /ref

[rosaletarosie]

SOOOOOO- IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME...HELLO EVERYONE !!! :DDD

Sorry for the sudden disappearance...I really had no motivation at all but I am working on the requests and such! And also I've been pretty busy with irl stuff soooo... let's do this lil request that someone asked me on my Tumblr dms shall we...?

This person has been having a tough time so in return and since I am feeling rather motivated and having the urge to help this person as much as I can, I'll be doing the requests again so get ready if you see any random posts of people's requests sksksksk :))))

ANYWAYS LET'S GET STARTED >:DDDDD

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Category: Oneshot and Headcanon

Fandom: LMK

S/O Gender: Female

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The Sun and Moon duo having a fem chubby tomboy S/O !! ( Separate )

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First up...Sun wukong !!

First off....MY GUY WOULD PROBABLY COME WITH YOU TO THE MALL AND BUY THEM COMFY ASS CLOTHES FOR YOU 🤩✨

People call you fat and think it's bad? Ho, ho, ho...They better run cause your bf boutta kill them and take their head to bring it to you, hopefully you'll accept this gift of his <3333

If you know how to fight then do please train with him...please-

If you're up with physical affection then wukong would probably start cuddling you and fricking snuggle you like his personal teddy bear and if people think that's disgusting then he'll just have to kill them 🤩✨💅

If he sees someone flirt with you or give any romantic affection towards you in any other way he would be death glaring as in he would be glaring at them so much that it fricking rips their confidence into pieces and they just casually run away 🫢✨✨

*Peacefully squeezes your cheeks and hug you out of you being an adorable eusiiwkejsjsj* don't worry he isn't gonna squeeze you to death....maybe...

He doesn't care if you're a tomboy since he has seen different types of people and has probably adapted to them so if you like wearing pants more than dresses then he'll happily help you in your outfit choices and such!!

Everytime you guys are in the public, Wukong would probably wrap his tail around your arm and basically squeeze your arm as a response since he doesn't like crowded places, so he basically just squeezes your arm if he wants to get out of this crowded place ✨🤩✨🤩✨🤩

If you're feeling sad and such, the best way to vent is for him to be right beside you in the couch and you guys just cuddling and stuff and then talk about your day and vent, he'll probably rub your hands so he can soothen them while you vent and talk 😋✨😋✨😋✨😋

Now have this lil oneshot I have of him proposing to you, it's very short soooo yeah 🤩✨🤩✨🤩✨

*ahem*

He wraps his scarf around your eyes so you would be surprised by his little gift for you, he takes your hand as he drags you to some place beautiful, he takes off the scarf and puts it on his neck again. You look around and noticed the rather breath taking view you were in, you were on a cliff side where you could see the entire city from here, while you were in awe about the view wukong kneels before you as he takes out an peach from his pocket but it wasn't just any ordinary peach, it was a peach of immortality... "S/O I know that we've gone to some tough times but we mostly amazing memories together...I don't really know how to do this so I'll be straight forward...would you like to stay with me for eternity?" He gives the peach to you as you ate it, It was a sign that you accept his proposal, he was overjoyed as he lifts you up and spins you around in happens, the light of dawn sparkling in your skin as he looks at you in awe...it was as if he found someone special.... someone that he would do anything for...someone he would die for....and that special something....was you.

Next up...The six eared macaque!!

One of my HEADCANONS for macaque is that he doesn't care if his S/O is chubby or fat or skinny and such, all he cares about is that they've gotta be someone that he trusts and he trusts you for some reason....he doesn't know why either but he feels safe around you...

Bro would probably sacrifice anything for you....probably even himself too...which is a little concerning- 😰✨😰✨😰✨😰

Everytime he comes over to your apartment and he sees you watching something, he would most definitely just pop out of nowhere and sit beside you and as for you, you got so used to it that you would practically just not panick and pull him closer to you 🤩✨🤩✨🤩✨

Sometimes when he sleeps beside you he watches you sleep and he just looks at you in awe <33333

He may not be one for physical affection much but if you guys did cuddle up together then he would most definitely just fricking hug you like a stuffed animal, it's just one of his habits 🤩✨🤩✨🤩✨

Basically you're cooking breakfast for the both of you and then suddenly macaque just hugs you from behind and telling you good morning as he hugs you tightly and as he burries his face on your neck 😋✨😋✨😋✨😋✨✨😋

If someone were to flirt with you or show their romantic side to you, just so you know...he'll most definitely have his tail around your arm and slowly growl and grumble at the person who is trying to flirt with you and if anyone calls you ugly then...ready for the best roast challenge of your life!!! 🫢✨🫢✨🫢✨

Bro absolutely hates wukong so if he sees you talking about wukong in the slightest or wukong just talking at you in person then he'll either way cover your mouth with his tail and drag your attention to him or he'll have another fight with wukong again <333333

My guy doesn't care if your a tomboy but as long as you're not being fake or denying who you want to be then he'll be fine with it ^^

And now have another lil short oneshot of macaque proposing to you 🫢✨🫢✨🫢✨🫢✨

*ahem*

You and macaque are currently on a date together, most importantly it was your anniversary for being in a relationship for 3 years now, you looked up in the sky as you and macaque talk about stuff and such, it was night time and you 2 are currently talk in the park while sitting in a bench, as soon as the moon shined the brightest macaque's quickly got out of the bench and kneeled, he takes something from his pocket and brings out a small box, he opens it and there you find a ring with mini details on it, it may not have any gems and such but the detail on the ring look so good. "S/O, my love, my dear, my everything...I know this may be so sudden but...once you came to my life it was like faith had finally given me a chance...a chance to change and it did...so...S/O...would you stay with me forever..?" As soon as he said that you nodded and he swiftly puts the ring on your ring finger, it fits your ring finger exactly, he looks at you and smiles at you but not just any smile....a genuine one...it was like the strings of faith brought you both together....

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I HOPED YOU LIKE ITTTT DOSKKEEK <333333

This actually took me 2 hours to complete but that's fine! I really hope you like it !! <3333

P.S I am currently sick rn so wish me luck-

( Person who requested it: @chibithewitch )

[lord-rodentia]

THANK GOD TUMBLR BLINDS ME WITH WALL OF ADVERTISEMENT, THANK YOU.

Anyways Hi, I drop off some stuff.

Particularly Become the Hunted stuff, this is the only project I will ever have games crossed together until otherwise noted. Also the time where my biggest HCs come out 👍

Release? Hopefully after Prime 4 just to avoid messing up on all the Metroid stuff.

We don't question the two random ass characters, they'll be explained way later in a whole separate project they appear in.

MAJOR IMPORTANT, I'VE ONLY PLAYED A DEMO OF STARFOX64 SO I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA ON HOW FOX ACTUALLY IS SO BEAR WITH ME IF THERE'S SO MANY MISTAKES. I PROMISE ON MY LIFE I WILL PLAY MORE STARFOX FOR THIS! SAME GOES TO PIKMIN BUT I'M A BROKE ASS SO I'LL JUST RESEARCH IT.

There was an Easter egg but I guess tumblr compression ate it.

And a shitpost in relation to project I guess???

My usual rendering doesn't like the image so you get Gaussian blur instead of smudge tool.

It's almost 5am.

[thirdreverie]

valentine's weird shading not-a-tutorial tutorial

let me preface this by saying that i am not very good at tutorials, hence the "not-a-tutorial" in the title. let me continue prefacing this by saying that tumblr's search function is still shit and ass, making me incapable of trying to find the post i wanted to and forcing my hand into making my own instead. if anyone has the link to the post i'm talking about feel free to send it to me or something. anyway let's get into it

so the one thing that helped improve my art's lighting and shading drastically is, instead of thinking shadows being additive, is to think of light being subtractive instead. again emphasis on the words "my art" so this might not work for you personally + this probably also only really works in a digital medium, but like. what do i mean by that?

enlisting the help of that one sketch of ghost/ray i drew once, i've slapped together a few pics that may or may not help make the point i'm trying to make clearer. i dunno, but either way you're gonna want to decide where your light source is coming from first before you start. ok let's go

anyway, this is what i like to call "shadows being additive" or in layman's terms basically just drawing in your shadows by hand instead. this is probably how you've been taught to shade, and it works fine if you know what you're doing! however, since this pic of ghost just Standing There is pretty simple it makes shading this way relatively easy, but if your composition is more complex, you have a bunch of things blocking the light source, and/or you have weird perspective going on; then it might start getting pretty difficult. it sure as hell did for me in the past anyway

but. what if i told you. that there's a different way to approach shading

now introducing: "light being subtractive" aka drawing in your lights instead. in the real world, objects are naturally shrouded in darkness until a light source is present. this fact is then reflected in this shading style by having you begin with a layer filled with your shadow color before erasing the areas where your light hits (then refining it later). this style probably works better the more your knowledge of how objects reside within a 3d space is, but either way i personally prefer this shading style bc of how the shadows feel more organic to me + it works fantastic for dramatic lighting as well

honestly your layer mode doesn't even need to be set to multiply either. in a visual novel i released a while ago under a time constraint i chose to shade my sprite using pure black set to normal mode because it was faster to me than actually having to worry about the colors that come with using a multiply layer

but uhhh yeah either way that's how i got good at shading i guess by changing the way i approached doing it in the first place. hopefully this helps someone out there. idk man i'm not a professional artist or anything i just do this stuff for fun

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Gender identity and Pronouns ofc: Male, he/him, fae/faeself

Mbti type: INFP-T

A detailed description of your personality: Kind to everyone I meet but fiercely protective of those I care about, quick to give grace but strong sense of justice, can be vulgar/silly but know when to be quiet/pay attention, help my loved ones even to my own detriment

Likes: Writing, singing, theatre, reading, ASMR roleplays (obvi)

Dislikes: phone calls, spiders

Things you look for in a friend and/or partner: Honesty, open communication, sense of humor, kindness, showing interest in my interests

Thinks that are a deal breaker: Making fun of someone for something they can't change in 5 minutes, unnecessary lying, guilt tripping, manipulation, rude to servers, yah know murder *side eyes Tumblr Mother*

Pet peeves (When it comes to things and people): Dog earing books

A list of characters you relate to and why: Huxley's kindness and willingness to help, Damien's dislike of stereotypes and passion for making the world better than he found it, Sam's caring heart, Vincent, William, and Porter's flair for the dramatic, Guy's humor, David sense of justice, Gavin, just Gavin, Geordi's thought process,

Here's some stuff that isn't compulsory but definitely helps!

A physical description of yourself: Chin length brown hair, hazel eyes, 5', round face

Listener(s) you feel most connected to: Darlin', Freelancer Prime only please

Yippee! Okay, you're gonna get a giggle out of this one. This match was meant to be and it's just so perfect jsjshshsjh

Your match is:

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Our strong, loving, down to earth himbo...

HUXLEY!

Oho I guess this man definitely has a thing for Damiens, and you, my friend, are no exception.

You really hit the jackpot here, this man can literally do no wrong and will MAKE SURE no does any wrong around you. He admires your equal inclination to protect those you care about and your helpful nature. But don't get things twisted here, he will not stand by and let you neglect your needs. He will haul your ass in a fireman's carry and plop you on your couch to rest. And God help you if you try to protest, this man can and WILL sit on you.

He'd make a playlist about you. THERE I SAID IT! And knowing you, you already have one for him. I can see it being a cute lil thing where y'all go on a roadtrip to visit his moms and he puts it on and afterwards you play his and HEHGSHSHSHSHS IM GETTING CUTENESS AGGRESSION.

Speaking of his moms, they absolutely adore you! In a lot of ways, they see their son in you and it warms their hearts to see how you parallel each other so well. I hope you have a large appetite because these ladies can cook up a storm! Be prepared to be included in the process, and hopefully, you brought a change of clothes 'cause once the first handful of flour is thrown, you're in for a massive food fight ;>

PLEASE let this man put lil flowers in your hair. He'll get so goddamn happy at the prospect of decorating you with the finest blooms. Bro will giggle. He can't help it. You just look so handsome he can't contain himself.

Man is just whipped. He doesn't have to tone down around you or explain himself when he does something that makes him happy. You just get how he operates. He's so thankful that you understand his humor, his quips, his protective nature, everything. He's grateful that he can share so much with you and that you feel comfortable enough to do the same with him. And, he loves the fact that you two are so similar. It's what started your friendship in the first place.

At the end of the day, the only thing that matters is that you're both safe, happy, and protected. Deep down, he's so immensely grateful he's not the only one keeping things together.