#not really. this art isnt shippy at all.

[freebooter4ever]

Btw this is why whenever dudes hit me with the disbelieving 'have you worked on any game i would recognize?' question as if i, a soft pastel girl(tm), couldnt possibly work on anything Big im just. -_- tired. I actually really enjoyed the research that went into this one and the WWII one since they were based in history and we all know im a huge historical accuracy nerd...its when i found out that this franchise also meant zombies and godz*illa that they kinda lost me. Anyway, i did work with this game (and the modern one steve ao*ki used to play regularly and THAT i got excited over lmao. The only time i have ever been proud of that work 🤣 cause steve is addicted to it), and i have the weird uesless swag to prove it. I also have two mugs that i tried to pawn off to my friend who was one of the og programmers of C*O*D but he flatly refused. This also isnt even the coolest title i've worked on, it's just the only one that gave out swag and is the one that like. Everyone. Knows. Even non gamers. When 50-70 year olds ask me what kind of games i work on i always lead with 'well you've probably heard of C*O*D'.

Also shoutout to @cuckoo-on-a-string who has kept my C*O*D secret till now and humors me whenever i get excited seeing her reblog shippy art of ghost, one of the few characters that i really got to work closely with. His skull was cool. loved his aesthetic. just a real mood.

[nyandela-catalogue]

yo nyandela when’s the next shippy tiktok coming out, i’ve been waiting for the Jonah x Mark one for ages now

hey! we were just working on a tiktok going over this, so this is good timing.

here you go!

hopefully this answers your question! we sincerely apologize for the delay. weve been pretty busy and really tired and have been trying to figure our life out, essentially.

im only 22 and still unpacking trauma + having a job, irl stuff, etc,,, so a lot of stuff we do art/photo/creation-wise will likely take longer than somebody who isnt doing all that stuff.

thank you for your patience. we will try to take more photos soon.

-Jonah(host)

[galaxyofender]

HI I AM HERE NOW! I AM ABSOLUTELY DOWN TO JUMP ON THE BANDWAGON HERE LETS GO

galaxyofender Good. good art. good friend. really fucking funny. 11/10 people overall you should all follow them immediately!! also read their writing for the love of god they write some of the most epic shit and english isnt even their first language like spare some Talent for the rest of us jeez. love ya

-divorce anon 2

you're fenix most probably? second thought is the keys? i am a bit more doubtful that this anon is the keys, because most of my fics are shippy ones and the keys don't do shipping/makes them uncomfortable

that or. twelve? but twelve has not read my fics, as far as i know?

hmmm

[yardsards]

i think these two should get to be stupid teens and perform the Classic game of “going into the woods and smacking each other with sticks like they’re swords”

[squigglegigs]

never truly over Sam and Freddie 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

[ierotits]

im gonna preface this post by saying i am absolutely not saying you cant read the book. its a classic, its historically important, and from what i can tell it really is a great book aside from this (and probably others). absolutely read and enjoy it, please just think critically about how youre interacting with this bit specifically

long story short i saw fan art of Queequeg from Moby Dick. having never read the book and never heard of the character i immediately recognised that this person was doing a poor attempt at portraying a māori man with facial moko, and did the research (aka read the wiki page so lmk if ive got anything way off)

Queequeg is described as a polynesian man from a fictional polynesian island, who is the son of a chief, a cannibal, and a whale harpooner. physically hes descriped as having purple/yellow skin (wtf), with a face and body covered in tattoos.

the author specifically drew inspiration for this character from descriptions of Te Pēhi Kupe, a Ngāti Toa rangatira who visited England in 1824. this character is undeniably māori, or at least a crude caricature of a historical māori man

lets break this down

we are so regularly looked down on for our history with kai tangata or cannibalism. māori of the time, and for decades to come, were stereotyped as violent cannibals. this character is clearly taking this disgusting caricature and running with it. not having read the book, i dont know what the tone of the descriptions of him are, but if i had to guess i imagine the reader is either meant to laugh at them, or think of him as some fascinating creature from a far off land with barbaric traditions. exactly the way white europeans looked at us

there is a frankly horrifying history of whaling being forced on māori, and our people being manipulated by whalers looking for profit. im sure some people remember the wellerman song, based on 2 brothers who would kidnap māori for their whaling. i had an ancestor who was stolen away from his family, kept as a slave to work a whaling ship harpooning because of the view of māori as great and violent hunters

if tumblr isnt exaggerating, there are also overtones of this character potentially being gay. this is not a good thing. it was almost certainly done to put yet another negative stereotype on the character. when pākehā first began arriving, they were disgusted by the nature of same sex relationships between māori, its again something we were regularly stereotyped as "look as these savages having gay sex". this character being queer is not a compliment

this author specifically targeted māori in creating this caricature, taking every stereotype they laughed at us for and shoved it on a character. absolutely read the book and criticise this portrayal, but having scrolled the character tag today, it is 99% people making shippy fan art doing disgusting caricatures of facial moko, putting yet more stereotypes on this character. its fucking typical of this site and to be honest, its fucked up my entire day

for the weequay thing, darling george lucas specifically based the weequay as a species on this character. their physical appearance, their violent attitudes, the use of a harpoon as a weapon, its all based on a caricature of a māori man. fucking george lucas cant even let me enjoy one of my favourite characters without making it a racist attack on my people

[ask-sorb-adoption]

welcome!

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this askblog is centered around an au/roleplay we like to call the fishy au :] (because roguefort was acting fishy and sorbet is a fishy..yea. we call it sorb adoption cus its funny)

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of course this blog centers mainly around:

Roguefort/Roquefort Cookie

Sorbet Shark Cookie

but there are some others you can ask ! including:

Walnut Cookie

Almond Cookie

Cheesecake Cookie

Sparkling Cookie

Ice Captain Cookie

A.F. Cookie (OC)

Colored Pencil Cookie (OC)

listed in order of relativity to the story :)

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rules!

if you dont follow these, your ask will be deleted/ignored

- proshippers get the fuck out, youre disgusting

- NO nsfw asks. this includes asking suggestive stuff. (milf/dilf/pilf jokes are fine ofc) ((blog owners are both minors))

- roguefort and sorbet use EXCLUSIVELY they/them pronouns and gender neutral terms in this blog, please respect that!!

- please dont be too overpowered with your asks, youre allowed to give the characters things but for example dont give sorbet the power of the sun (even if they deserve it)

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things to note!!!

- almondfort is canon in this au so if it makes you uncomfortable maybe this blog isnt for you,, /lh - (side note, please dont focus on just these two because i know that tends to happen sometimes HZVDJDV the blog is mainly about sorbet and roguefort)

- cheesecake and roquefort are cousins in this au ! please dont leave any shippy asks or be weird abt it, if you like the ship (and you DONT headcanon them as cousins) then i completely understand that but id rather keep this blog free of that stuff

- due to events that happened in the story roguefort is no longer called roguefort but rather "roquefort," which is (in this au) their true identity. they will act differently!

- this blog does contain some pretty heavy topics such as quite a bit of death and trauma. we'll do our best to tag posts when it's really in your face, but other than that, this kid is pretty messed up. there's no getting around it. trigger warnings will be tagged with "tw [trigger]". the (current) list is here : tw horror , tw panic attack

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mod introductions!

hello im almond/lefty!! i will Not be as active on this blog as i dont have much free time thanks to school and extracurricular activites,, but i will occasionally answer an ask or two :] (probably mainly almonds cause. as you can tell by my name i kind of like him just a little teensy tiny bit) i use he/him pronouns and my other blogs are @no-california-all-adventure (main blog) and @almonq (cr art), my posts will be signed with - 🌀!!

Howdy, my name is leo !! I use they/it/(any neos/xenos) (๑•﹏•) I mainly play as Sorbet Shark in the story. And expect a LOT of video game or show references !! I make a lot of them !!! Also, please use tone tags if u can(⊙_◎) im not the best with tone. That's pretty much it 4 me (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) I sign off with -🌙

[magioffire]

ngl lately ive been kinda feeling like...super on the sideljnes and stuff? and i hate talking about it because it makes me feel selfish/gross, but you know what fuck it its my blog. but lately ive been wondering ‘is there something about my writing that makes it hard to reply to?’, ‘are people really that intimidated by me and my muse because i dont want people to be intimidated by me’, ‘maybe if i did art or pretty graphics i would get more people interested in my character the same way the other people who do art and make graphics are’ (lets not deny that theres still a big difference in interation between people who make art/make graphics and people who don’t/cant in the rpc since like...forever lol), ‘are people really that uninterested in shippy stuff compared to other muses cuz my muse isnt a ~conventionally attractive character with a super model body~’, and i’m constantly having to deal with people undermining vali’s body type, personality and other aspects about him that a lot of people seem to be wanting to him to be...idk, different from what he is? because he isnt what people expect? because people think he would be more ‘cool’ or ‘sexy’ if he was like this, this, or this. but i dont want to undermine by character  because hes not the ‘easily shippable’ character in the rpc. 

you might be thinking to yourself ‘oh but blair, you got so many followers, you got so many threads, you arent starved for attention so whats the deal” yeah thats kinda the problem isnt it -- its not that people *arent* interacting with me its just...it feels like people dont typically interact with me with the same gusto they do other characters sometimes. like most people are interested in my muse on the surface cuz im a popular rper/writer, but that interest doesnt go much deeper for most people. and its sad. when vali was a skinny cis guy it was WAY different atmosphere lets just say that--

 and this isn’t to undermine the stuff people DO do for me, are invested in our ships and interact with me and my characters, or to act like a some kind of jealous whiny worry wart but.  its just, you know. in general kinda stuff, and its been bothering me for a long time and i dont know how really to express it without seeming idk ‘ungrateful’. got a severe case of outside looking in thats all lol

[meduise]

my own hibari headcanons

[reposting because of adult terminology crimes, lol]

been meaning to write down my list of hcs for a while anyway, and now i have the occasion to get to it! among the others im gonna add what i decided to avoid putting under this post and give more details about what i already wrote there

content/trigger warnings: death, assassination, mental illness, eating disorders

the list will be under the cut! it excludes my strictly shippy hcs and i may update it over time

first things first. like my own blog title suggests, i hc hibari as a trans guy.  i’m trans myself, so this is arguably the hc of mine im the most attached to for personal comfort reasons LOL. it all started when i read a fic about trans hibari a few years ago and later on i got more and more fond of this transcanon, becoming 100% personal. i also hc that he doesnt feel dysphoric. as for his sexuality i hc him as gay

we know that hibari and fon are relatives. my idea is that they’re step-brothers (different mother), and long lost to that. NOW. i realize that with the assumption of fon’s age, them being siblings is unlikely, but it shouldn’t be impossible. their father could be old enough. he got married to a chinese woman who gave birth to fon, then divorced, then got married again to a japanese woman, kyouya’s mom. (i kinda based this on my irls situation, where because of the parents’ second marriage there is at least a good 20 years of gap between the oldest and youngest sibling)

the hibari family was part of the yakuza. to answer a question that was made to me: i agree that hibari “just liking fighting” isnt funny at all. i heavily believe that there’s a psychological reason to his behavior but im going to talk about this in another point below. i also think that hibari was probably the heir to the clan, but here in my head hibari is still too young for it, like 5-6 years old.

when hibari was a child his parents got killed in the hibari household. how could they get killed in their own house, didn’t they have enough protection? they did. but the guard was low considering who turned out to be their murderers were old, trusted allies. kyouya only survived because he managed to hide properly and long enough. he didnt witness the assassination but he did see his parents in a pool of blood after everything ended. before dying, his mom left a last message to him: be stronger than anyone else. because of the trauma, even in the present hibari avoids going back to that house as much as he can and especially he never reopens the door of the crime scene. hibari also still grows into a delinquent, but he dislikes the mafia world and wishes he didnt have to be involved with it

for a while, hibari is in fon’s mother’s custody. here is when he meets fon for the first time, over time they get very attached to one another, but because of the arcobaleno matters, fon goes disappearing, and hibari ends up assuming fon has died and left him behind just like this parents did. fon reappears and goes to meet hibari in occasion of the arcobaleno representative battles and of course wit trauma resurface and about 10 years of beliefs and assumptions hibari really, really struggles with this reunion, but eventually they bond again. (for this one i dont take into account the events in the anime only arcobaleno trial events, as well as the fact that we see all the arcobalenos revived at the end of the future arc)

hibari has an antisocial personality disorder (which implies he already had conduct disorders before the age of 15). it explains his violent and criminal behavior, as well as the fact that he doesn’t feel guilty for anything he does. he also suffers from ptsd and has eating disorders (i thought about the avoidant food intake, where, among the other symptoms, a person avoids to extreme levels some types of food because of characteristics such as their pattern or their color and generally lacks appetite/interest in food)

(wears my enneagram nerd hat) HIBARI IS A TYPE EIGHT. 8w7 precisely, aka the maverick. all about type eight is basically a call out to hibari lmfao but here’s the most relevant characteristics: eights are the real stand-alones of the enneagram. eights’ basic fear is to be harmed and controlled by others, and they steel up to prevent their basic fear from happening (or happening again). below the tough facade there is a vulnerability that cant be shown to anyone. their virtue is innocence, an innocence that they once and forever lost, and hibari basically lost it when his family was assassinated. eights are also associated to the deadly sin of lu st. for hibari its not necessarily the ns fw kinda lu st, rather bloodlu st. and its one big paradox because eights want to be in control of their surroundings, but being consumed by lu st means being under something/someone else’s control (and so we’re back to the basic fear). unhealthy eights are violent, despotic, reckless. all things we see in hibari. very unhealthy eights are also those who typically may develop the antisocial disorder, reason why i listed it above

since he wants to dominate his environment, hibari controls over the namimori and especially the school to feel “security”. he managed it through illegal means and pretty much lives in the school, namichuu is also one of the few places where usually he can sleep without having nightmares

yes, hibari loves sleeping but also he gets nightmares about his past more often than not

but i also love imagining hibari gradually healing and recovering from his trauma, so i do hc that in adulthood he’s mentally doing better. he can be a leader without being tyrannical. he can be strong while also acknowledging his own vulnerability. he is able to love again, too

the reason why he has a soft spot for little animals and children, like we see for ipin, is that he (unconsciously?) sees in them the innocence he himself lost. plus tiny and cute things help him cope when he is having episodes

he also treats ipin well because she is fon’s pupil. and i love to think of them as a little family

if hibari has a ring he really likes or is emotionally attached to he makes sure to never wear it on his fingers so he doesnt risk breaking it with his flames

hibari is pretty much a nerd, in his own twisted way. i mean. he’s seen reading in a bunch of official arts and we know that he’s very fond of the wonders of the world, he started up the foundation for his box researches and he knows well how illusions work - which means he studied them. since he was moved by his hatred towards mukuro, his illusion studies must have reached an unhealthy level, becoming an obsession

fon trained hibari on how to fight against illusions as well

for hibari, finding out he has mist flames too was very much of a shock, but he eventually accepts it. he only uses those flames if really needed (like the foundation entry camouflage)

i will get back to this post when i’ll have established:

why hibari picks tonfas as his weapons (i already have an idea but i havent gone into details myself enough to write about it here)

hibari’s parents and fon’s mother’s name

anything relevant that i forgot or come up with

[dyxnamicart]

my stupid highschool oneshot thing

look im not a writer, (I used to be when I was fourteen, haven’t done it since then so ya know, you dont use it you lose it lmao)

Anyways this has been highly requested that I post it, im a bit mad because its not exactly how I wish their dynamic was, I’m not great at writing banter (or anything i’m an artist now plewse) but ya know Also DISCLAIMER: This is a piece of fiction, it in no way reflects real life Dan and Phil (In fact my au switches up their personalities a fair bit) and do not tag them okAY P E O P L E They dont wanna see it and I dont want them to see it (Even if this isnt a particularly shippy piece lmao people are getting very angsty as of late) I also don’t have an editor so sorry for any mistakes  Anyway here ya go heathens 

Dan didn’t notice the opposing teams jock barrelling towards him, not until his leg had swept under his own, causing him to fly through the air, ball no longer in his possession. 

In fact it all flew by in a matter of seconds. Dan didn’t really have time to process exactly what was happening until he felt the shock of pain that travelled up his wrist and down his arm as he landed heavily onto it, crying out as he rolled once or twice before coming to a stop… He couldn’t really tell. There was a whistle blow, but the bustling around him seemed dull in comparison to the loudness of the pain in his wrist. 

He hissed as he was righted, pulled up and put steadily on his feet, being ushered to the benches, it only felt like five minutes before the game was back on course, bar Dan to be left on the sides, a few claps on the back from his teammates as he let his head come down from the spinning it was doing. 

The nurse on staff did a pretty shoddy job of bandaging, but to her credit she did ask if he wanted an ambulance. If his dad knew an ambulance was called because he hurt his wrist... he didn’t even want to imagine the searing look of disappointment he would receive. 

So he just declined. 

The game was one of the final ones of the season, they were playing against the local private school, which had a surprisingly amount of suspiciously beefed up kids, though with private school money Dan wasn’t surprised they probably had some ins with the law and extra ‘help’. 

He really wanted to play in the final, in fact his coach had even been considering him for the team, not that Dan was amazing at football, but he wasn’t the worst. He was passable at best, probably why his parents weren’t here right now to witness the semi, something he supposes he should be counting his lucky stars for now he had an injury as mediocre as a sprained wrist, but now there was a nagging pull in his gut of his own disappointment. 

He waited out the game on the bench, figuring he should at least be there for his team for the results, even with a sprained wrist he didn’t want to run away without at least talking to a few of his mates afterwards. 

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Phil didn’t see the tumble. 

He was perched up in the bleachers, trying to ignore the way the mild and darkening sky had began to stew whipping winds that tore right through the threads in his sweater, by sketching insurmountable things he could see. 

He didn’t usually go to games, not only was it not his scene, but he would either end up insanely bored or find his eyes following Dan Howell’s god damn limber body. But this was the semis, and he totally wasn’t here to occasionally glance at a certain panting number 91, he at least wanted to show his support for the school. It wasn’t his fault this game was boring and his sketchbook looked far more inviting. 

He only looked up when there was a big murmur and gasps coming from the crowd around him, and he couldn’t see who it was at first, but there was a boy sprawled on the ground. 

It didn’t take long to figure out it was Dan, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply, closing his sketchbook and shoving it into his bag. He ended up walking down a few rows in the bleachers, just trying to see if the daft idiot was okay, and he sat down again much closer. The nurse did an awful job at bandaging his hand, he could see that from here, and he would have to fix it after the game. Well.. he didn’t have to, of course, but he figured Howell was too much of an airhead to fix it properly and as much as the other grated on him he at least wanted him to be comfortable. 

When it came to the end of the game, Phil’s school lost, and there was a brief celebration for the other school as they paraded off the field, while Dan’s team just huddled around to talk to the coach and then walk to the locker rooms, obviously trying to act casual even if they had essentially just been eliminated from the finals. 

Looking around, a lot of the families and students were milling out, many of them disappointed by the outcome of the game.  

This was their star team, and there had been a surprisingly large turnout for the event, to have it all end this anticlimactically felt a bit wrong, if he was being honest, even if sports definitely weren’t his thing. 

Phil headed down towards the locker rooms, some of the boys were already heading out, chatting and bumping into each other as they walked. Boys were talking, over half of them shirtless. He tried to avoid looking at them, while Phil had come to terms with his sexuality internally, he wasn’t out to his school, despite the obvious digs lots of the jocks and ‘cool kids’ would make. He wasn’t exactly subtle. 

Dan hadn’t noticed him, he was sitting on a bench and chatting to a teammate, but some of the boys closer to the entrance had. 

“Ay! It’s Danny’s little bitch, what’s new Lester?” A boy Phil knew as Jason laughed, throwing an arm around his shoulders, leaning heavily on him. 

Phil grunted, and shoved him off. “I’m not anyone’s bitch. Especially not Howell’s.” 

There was an ‘oo’ that rippled through the boys, and it was safe to say that Dan had noticed him. He furrowed his eyebrows, and stood up. 

“A teacher told me to help Dan.. carry his stuff with his hand like that.” He faltered off, because that half baked excuse really did make him sound like someone’s bitch. But by this point people were beginning to lose interest and ended up either packing up to leave or going back to chatting amongst themselves about a hot girl or something Phil honestly couldn’t care less about. 

Phil walked towards Dan, throwing on a mastered look of indifference and annoyance.

“What are you doing back here?” The brunette sighed deeply, running his good hand through his hair. “As if I don’t already get clowned on enough from seeing you during actual school hours.” He said dryly. 

Phil rolled his eyes. “I saw that sad excuse for a nurse ‘wrap’ your hand. I’ve seen children under the age of 4 wrap toilet paper around themselves better.” 

Dan groaned as he fell back to his sitting position on the bench. “Good deed Lester huh? You aren’t a guardian angel you know.” 

“Are you going to turn down actual help with that wrist, Howell. Seriously.” He dropped his bag on the ground, and knelt down, ignoring the few whistles he got from the people still in the room. 

Dan rolled his eyes as he looked down at Phil, arched eyebrow and holding his injured wrist with his hand, like he didn’t trust him. “Fine.” He sighed, setting his hand down on his leg, looking down at Phil with a suspicious and unless he was imagining it, flushed face. 

Phil carefully lifted the brunettes injured hand, frowning at the small pang of guilt he felt when Dan hissed in a sharp breath, quiet, as if being a little louder would shatter his reputation in one fell swoop. 

By now the locker room had basically emptied out, Dan’s mates sauntered away, hefting their heavy gym bags over their shoulders as their voices echoed down the hallway and slowly faded into the cool night air. 

Dan and Phil sat in silence for a few moments as Phil examined the bandage. Dan seemed to relax a little, and he allowed the feeling of calm to wash over them now there was no eyes examining their every move. The indifference and hostility seemed to drain from the air.

He didn’t know if it was the late night game or the lack of people, but he felt as though he was back before highschool, back before their fall out. Before their life became a series of quips and tension seeping into the fond memories he once had for the boy in front of him. 

“Why do you play, when you end up hurting yourself like this?” His question was genuine, none of the concealed fire that was usually behind his voice when he talked to Dan. 

Phil used his other hand to unroll the bandage. He had seen the first aid kit it came from, the contents being the single bandage, two band aids and a single cotton swab. Not the most ideal for a sport like this, hands on and physical, but their school wasn’t really known for their state of the art resources. 

Dan looked unsure of whether or not he should give a witty response or answer seriously. In the end he seemed too exhausted to spit out a clever one liner. So he opted for the truth. 

“I don’t know..” Dan huffed a breath out of his nose, like he was out of practice with talking about his emotions. “The guys are cool.. people like a jock you know?” He pauses for a moment, like he was struggling with whether or not he wanted to continue. “And I kind of want my dad to be proud of me? You know my dad. I want him to think.. I’m one of the lads. One of the boys.. not a royal screw up son.” He snorted, good hand rubbing the back of his neck like he was trying to play off his words as ridiculous. 

But Phil didn’t laugh. 

“Proud of you?” He repeated, slightly quieter as he slowly started to wind the bandage around Dan’s stiff wrist. 

Dan shrugged, looking away and seemingly focusing on a spot far across the room, like he was trying to be anywhere but here, talking to a friend who had been distanced by time and change. 

But Phil remembers, he remembers his curly brown hair bouncing around when he was excited, when he was jumping around playing cops and robbers, he remembers his loud and boisterous laugh and the way his cheeks dimpled and filled with colour. He remembers a time when he knew the boy in front of him more then he knew anyone in the world. When he thought Dan was his forever friend and that nothing would ever change that. 

Guess something changed. 

“You know I’m proud of you,” He continued, not looking up from bandaging. He could feel Dan’s eyes on him now, he could feel the incredulous and doubtful eyes bore into his skin, see into his soul. He didn’t seem to have expected an actual answer in response. “I’m proud of you when I see you play piano. When I see your eyes light up and when you lose yourself in the keys. When you recite dumb Shakespearen poetry and when you are on stage commanding the spotlight, when the only person who matters is you. That’s what I’m proud of. That’s what makes me think, THIS is Dan Howell. THIS is who he is meant to be. Not a shallow jock with a sharp tongue and attitude. I’m proud of the real you.”

He clipped the bandage pin on the end of the roll, now safely locked on Dan’s wrist, and he went to pull his hand away but was stopped by a hand placed over his. 

Dan’s eyes were how he remembered, not in way they were for the past two years, glazed over as he tried to cram his way into a puzzle he didn’t fit into, but filled with an unfathomable tenderness and something he couldn’t quite put his finger on 

They didn’t need to exchange words, the soft smile Dan gave him spoke a thousand words, making up for time that felt lost before now. 

He stood up, finally dropping Phil’s hand and grabbing his jacket off the bench. “Come on, I’ll walk you home.” 

-

Their silence was welcoming as they walked down the hall towards the exit. The last few years had been full of quips and jabs, fast insults and banter that sometimes toed the line as not quite friendly. This silence, it was new, but it felt right. Dan couldn’t quite understand, but there was a shift that felt comfortable. 

Dan had known Phil a long time, longer then anyone in this god forsaken school. He was quiet and reserved and he enjoyed painting and drawing. He was creative, and he didn’t care what people thought of him. He was unapologetically himself, and that was something that he only wished he could be. 

For the longest time it was him and Phil. Dan and Phil against the world, playing Mario cart and watching shitty movies, always at each other’s houses like they belonged together. 

Then high school happened.

The desire to fit in hit Dan like a ton of bricks. While Phil was content to remain a Mario kart loving geek, Dan couldn’t stand being the butt of the joke. He couldn’t stand his dad being disappointed whenever he brought Phil home to do something nerdy. As the years went by it became a sort of crutch for him and Phil to make snide remarks at each other as they passed in the halls, glaring across the halls and that’s how it stayed. 

Don’t get him wrong, he loved to see Phil riled up. He loved to see his eyebrows furrow together and his eyes roll. His arms crossed and his posture unimpressed. If anything that was his favourite part, the way his voice flooded with heat and passion, as he stared at him with the intensity of a bonfire. He loved to tease him and play his surprisingly short temper like a fiddle.

But he wasn’t attracted to him. No way. Phil wasn’t a pretty girl. He did NOT find his eyes pretty and the way his hair sometimes fell into his eyes and his hands didn’t itch to run his hands through it. 

He was straight. He had to be. 

His heart dropped a little, and he couldn’t explain why, but he looked over at Phil, who was walking beside him. 

They were outside now, and it was raining, not too heavily but enough to get you fairly wet. Despite the fact Phil was wearing a sweater and long overalls, he could see him shiver, the fabric of the sweater probably allowed the biting wind to nip tight through it.

He shrugged off his jacket, and gently wrapped it around Phil’s shoulders, forcing them to stop momentarily. The street light cast a soft light over them, and his eyes met the other boys, and for a moment they stared at each other, Dan watching as raindrop followed the contours of Phil’s face, a drop following his cheekbone and the slope of his jaw. 

He coughed, rubbing the back of his neck again as he started walking. “Okay okay, lets get you home, Lester.” 

“Are you sure you aren’t cold?” Phil enquires inquisitively as he sped walked a bit to catch up with him. 

He shrugged. “Still running on adrenaline I guess.” It was a lie, he was slightly cold. But it felt right, and he continued to walk with him in silence. 

Phil was holding the jacket around himself as they approached his house, and they stopped just under the porch, the light flickering on to illuminate his face. 

Dan stuffed his good hand in his pocket, and he clicked his tongue as Phil went to shrug off the jacket to give back. “Nah, wash it first, don’t want your nerd germs on my clothes.” Despite the insult, he found himself smiling warmly, and Phil too just chuckled. 

“Alright, I’ll give it to you on Monday or something, Howell.” 

Dan saluted as he turned to walk away, and he could feel Phil staring through his back as he walked back into the rain. They were only a street apart, but he knew that was going to be one long walk. 

[avenger-hawk]

i just read one of your asks about your future fics. have you considered writing about sasukes interactions with karin?? not sasukarin (but sasukarin is still a good ship!!) but i really like your karin meta and would love to see her in your fics, even if she isnt part of a ship!!

wow Anon I just realized in the last nice ask I received about my writing I forgot to mention a suisasu oneshot I started writing as a drabble here…I haven’t thought about writing something centered on Sasuke and Karin, usually I wrote about Team Taka as a team, as in my Team Taka headcanons here, here and in bits of In Power (ff.net/ ao3) and What He Wanted (ff.net/ ao3).

I know what you mean when you love a character like Karin and you want to see her more, even in a not shippy context. And I totally agree that SasuKarin really IS a good ship, the only worthy Sasuke ship with a girl, tbh. (I think Sasuino would be ok too but I’m not interested in it all all as I find it boring, and I prefer Saiino anyway).

(needless to say: SS shippers, don’t read, this is not for you. And since it’s properly tagged as anti, don’t bitch)

It’s only a matter of personal taste, I’m usually more interested in rarer pairings, and because when I think of Team Taka ships I’m more intrigued by suisasu and juusasu that in my opinion have room for both ‘healthy’ dynamics and darker ones. But if I weren’t so slow and full of future writing projects as you read, I’d totally like to write them. In fact, I’m gonna leave some random headcanons here cause I’m sorry I’m not able to write all the things I have in mind and you guys mention, AND because I’m so late replying to this ask that I feel guilty xD

My favourite things to read and write isn’t romance but dark stuff and hurt/comfort, so I would love some hurt/comfort between them, and there is a lot of possibility for this, just thinking about canon. I actually see SK hurt/comfort as canon behind the screen so you may have an idea already, both for shippy and non-shippy stuff.

For example, there’s nothing about Sasuke’s years at Otogakure but we know he was always with Orochimaru, not only training or taking poisons/drugs to get stronger, but also visiting other hideouts and assisting to his horrible experiments as well as seeing/meeting Suigetsu and Karin, mostly, as she was not a prisoner but a subordinate, kinda like Kabuto. She saw more about Sasuke than the others in Team Taka, and this may mean a lot of things. For example like in this fanart, inspired by that Karin-centric filler episode (I think 331) where she witnesses Orochimaru taking Sasuke in a dark room which seems quite creepy and may be interpreted as…eh, you get it. And there’s also Kabuto telling her that Sasuke sought Orochimaru, that he came her by his own choice…that, in this dark context, that he is ok with things being done to him (it’s the price for power). 

So it’s interesting to imagine Karin being more and more intrigued by this person, who saved her in the past, when they were genin, and who now came to her creepy leader that she knows very well, and ‘lets’ him do all sorts of things to him. Some random headcanons coming, more or less connected

-(tw: pain) Otogakure: she’s doing some work and she overhears someone moaning in pain, and she sees Sasuke shirtless, strapped to a table/bed and kind of squirming, as he’s been injected poison for his training and he’s clearly suffering.

(She takes his hand and tries to comfort him. She thinks he was in too much pain to remember but some time later he tells her ‘thank you. For being beside me that day’)

-(tw: r*pe) Orochimaru leaves the creepy room and tells her to heal Sasuke. When she enters she sees him battered bruised and bloodied everywhere, looking in pain and lost, defeated, and it’s easy to understand what happened, and that it’s neither a first nor a last time, but when he sees her he puts up a tough face, cause he doesn’t know her and he doesn’t know if he can trust her as maybe she’s like Kabuto. He can’t imagine that she (like in my Team Taka headcanons part 2) was r*ped too by Orochimaru, that most of his ‘most interesting subjects’ have been at least once. He’s the most special which means Oro always comes to him ‘to toughen him up’ and ‘train’ him or ‘just’ to be repayed for making him stronger, and he’s constantly manipulated by him (that he’s not as strong as Itachi, that he needs him to be stronger and defeat his brother, and so on) and she knows this. She, too, is wary of him cause he might be so manipulated that he supports him and if she says something wrong he might tell Oro who might punish her and she is ok with him now, he leaves her be without molesting her, so she wants to keep the peace. So she’s discreet and heals him, not in the impersonal way Kabuto does though. Sasuke appreciates silently.

-(tw: random violence and blood) Inspired by this amazing fanart by @lisimba-art. Sasuke is trained to use his curse mark, but it’s hard to completely control his powers in that form, with those weird wings and everything. So it’s exhausting for his body but also for his mind, he can’t even think straight at some point, and he can’t control his emotions either, even though he tries hard cause he can’t be weak. Orochimaru makes him fight against other ‘test subjects’ with the curse mark or with other powers he developed on them, and Sasuke kills them…he hates killing, as there is only one person he wants to kill. He feels his body move and he can’t avoid it, he feels his nails slashing another human and can’t avoid it, it’s horrible, it’s like being trapped in a nightmare. 

Karin stumbles on the fighting ground and sees him. They know each other by then, she is worried about him, many in Oto bet on how long he will last, if he will last, when Orochimaru will ‘devour’ him, if the curse mark will ‘devour’ him first. When she sees him Orochimaru, who was observing him with Kabuto, left already. Sasuke is standing alone, a few corpses around him. She approaches him, talking slowly and calmly, to check his wounds. Nothing too serious, the most worrying thing is his mental/emotional state, cause he looks around without actually seeing things, he seems lost, troubled. 

It takes a few minutes for him to see the one who’s speaking to him, and when he does he’s not in his usual state anyway, Karin can tell not just from his chakra but from his body language. He’s standing so, so close to her, his shoulders are hunched and his eyes are empty, or somewhere else still. Or maybe they want to be somewhere else, she can’t tell. She should feel the heat radiating from his toned body -she dreamt of a moment like this- but the tanned version of what is normally pale is so cold..maybe he got so close because she’s warm instead.   

“Sasuke…bite me, you’ll get some chakra back and you won’t feel cold anymore,“ she tells him, but he just hovers over her, silent as a hawk watching its prey, but unlike it, just staring at her. 

“I killed all of them” Sasuke’s voice is low and raspy, but he’s back, she’s glad but also sad because he’s clearly upset by what happened and she knows why. Everyone does. 

- (tw: mentions of blood/violence/r*pe) This works both for Otogakure and for Hebi/Taka travelling. Night time, Karin hears some low pained sounds and she realizes it’s Sasuke having a nightmare, about either the above mentioned moment where he was forced to kill random people, or about some abuse Orochimaru inflicted on him, either directly or through someone else like Kabuto. He suddenly wakes up and realizes Karin was there. She tries comforting him by saying that she knows what he felt back then cause she was done similar things, and also Suigetsu and Kabuto and others, even though she doesn’t minimize his experience (as Oro’s favourite he took more than others of whom he soon got tired). It’s a hurt/comfort moment where they share intimate traumatic experiences and bond.

Bonus dark points if the experience Sasuke had a nightmare of, involved the aforementioned indirect abuse inflicted by Orochimaru but indirectly, through his current comrades Suigetsu and Juugo, ofc hypnotized/drugged/in some trance. Karin connects with the way he sometimes looks at them when he’s more tired and vulnerable, almost imperceptibly but she can see chakra shifts. They talk, he doesn’t say anything but the things he said in his sleep were obvious so she tries to make him admit and he does, as he’s honest. He doesn’t blame them, he knows they were under Orochimaru’s power just like he was during his curse mark mode when he wasn’t able to control it.

He thinks that Suigetsu and Juugo don’t even remember that experience but they do, exactly like he does with his killing random people in curse mode form. 

More bonus dark points if Karin assisted to the traumatic thing cause she was Oro’s assistant too, sort of.

Related to my Akatsuki AU that is mostly in my mind for now (how unexpected lol) and it’s Itachi/Sasuke centric but there’s also a lot of Sasuke interactions (like, with Deidara a lot, I just like the idea) and lots of Team Taka that exists in this context first as Orochimaru’s subordinates along with Kabuto, then as Sasuke’s comrades, cause while Itachi is a full fledged Akatsuki, like Orochimaru (he never left Akatsuki in my AU), Sasuke is not, and like Orochimaru has subordinates affiliates to the Akatsuki, Itachi has Sasuke. Unlike Akatsuki wearing cloaks with red clouds, Akatsuki ‘lesser’ members wear black cloaks like Sasuke and Team Taka wore in canon. They are given missions too, they’re younger and less experienced that the others and their interactions and dynamics are similar to canon ones.

Uh Anon why did you make me think of more interesting scenarios tho, I had too many already lol

[ckret2]

hi, im a follower from in short supply who isnt familiar with godzilla, but i love your general worldbuilding and meta, including the godzilla stuff ive read. how friendly would you say your rodorah fic and other godzilla fic is to a relative outsider?

Considering that I was a complete outsider to Godzilla fandom until about four months ago, I'd say pretty friendly!

Nearly everyone who's currently writing Godzilla fics—ESPECIALLY those of us writing shippy stuff—rode in on the wave of hype following "Godzilla: King of the Monsters," which just came out at the end of May. So if you can get your hands on a copy of that and watch it, you'll have seen the one piece of Godzilla media that all of us have in common. That's it! A single two-hour movie and you've got all the canon you need to keep up with pretty much everything we're writing.

And if you can't get your hands on it, there's not just one, but two Godzilla wikis to give you summaries of the movie, and YouTube's currently drowning in HD clips of the big fights in KOTM.

Since diving headfirst into Godzilla fandom, we've all been gradually binging our way through the older movies—independently and wildly out of order, so none of us are working off the same internal repertoire of movies lmao. Most of us have also seen Godzilla 2014 (the direct prequel to KOTM), but I'd bet even that isn't universal.

(I could get you more movie recs if you want, but I'm thinking your priority right now is "as somebody who knows next to NOTHING about Godzilla, what's the minimum knowledge base I'd need to keep up with the fics?" so I'm gonna keep it bare bones.)

And while the lore can get complex—you can dig into deep themes about nuclear weaponry and war and pollution or the complex relationships of dozens of human characters—for the purposes of knowing enough to understand most fanfic? The Necessary KOTM Lore is pretty simple. Godzilla's a giant radioactive lizard, he's terrifying to humans, he swims, and he's either in charge of the other big dudes or he's just determined to keep them from stirring up shit, depending on how you choose to interpret canon. Mothra's a moth, she's the friendly one that actually likes humans, she hatches as a larva and cocoons and turns into a moth and dies and is reincarnated in another egg as another larva over and over, and she's actually considered a goddess whereas the other titans don't get that label. Rodan is a pteranodon that lives in a volcano and we're pretty sure his only goal in life is to get into fights (and, considering his track record in the movie, probably lose them). Ghidorah is a three-headed lightning-spitting golden space dragon and Godzilla's Official Nemesis, his only goal is to destroy life on Earth, he's somehow capable of controlling/commanding other titans, and his heads have different personalities. Godzilla and Mothra are a symbiotic team (what "symbiotic" means is up to fan interpretation) and Ghidorah recruits previously-neutral Rodan to fight by his side by kicking his ass. Sometimes humans are mentioned. People like Madison because she's a kid, she's got survival skills, and when Ghidorah roars at her she roars back. That's really everything you need to know to make sense of most KOTM fic.

Those of us who have seen older movies have been working some of that lore into KOTM-verse fics. Example: I regularly bring up Gigan; he's a character introduced in Godzilla vs. Gigan (1972), and I included him because he had a great Asshole Villains Working Together And Having Fun dynamic with King Ghidorah in that movie. For people who haven't seen a movie with Gigan? I figure they're googling his name, looking at his character art, reading a couple paragraphs off his wiki page, and going "okay I know just enough about him to make sense of his role in this fanfic" and continuing to read. That's what I've been doing when I run into a character I haven't seen yet in someone else's work. None of us have seen all the movies yet so we're all googling each other's references at all times. And most creators I've seen have been perfectly happy to answer "who's that character, where are they from?" questions that folks have about their fics/art. I know I am!

So, the tl;dr is that you really need to know very little in order to understand the fics. The more you know, the more allusions/references you can pick up to other pieces of Godzilla canon; but if you don't pick them up, then they might as well be OCs and headcanons and you can still make sense of them that way.

[bitegore]

🔥 any current discourse in the tf fandom you can think up

i dont like the majority of the tf fandom on tumblr so ive not really been in it. Mostly because of the discourse. I can’t even think of what it is but so much of it is so grossly overexaggerated. 

maybe people talking about milne being ~eeeeeeevil~ for drawing problematic ships? like.. i heard someone pulling reciepts on twitter about him having drawn rodimus/getaway. and like. one sided rodiway is SUCH a good ship, shut up, and also the dude’s just making fucking money. leave him alone. if you must criticize someone for that, criticize the commissioner. 

and even then like. okay im gonna talk about this ship then i guess

rodiway isnt a bad ship! its an abusive ship, sure, but the potential really is there. Getaway’s obsession with Rodimus isn’t healthy, and I’d say its blurring the lines between purely hatred and almost putting him up on a pedestal- the same kind of dynamic Megatron and Optimus Prime often have, and i don’t think anyone’s crucifying megop stans for that. Furthermore, Rodimus also shapes a lot of his life after the Necroworld thing around Getaway, and the way he didn’t let him kill himself with the fire could also be seen as a shippy thing. So they do have this dual hatred-based attraction to one another, and you know what? that’s actually a really fun fucking dynamic! I like it one-sided, where getaway is like “ugh i fucking hate you WHY are you attractive UGH” and Rodimus cannot be bothered to feel anything but burning distaste for him, but either way i happen to think it’s a ship that makes sense from a more detached point of view and isn’t even that bad once you get into it. Neither of them are really like… they hate each other, but they don’t belittle one another, and i find that sort of respect between enemies to be an important part of any (im gonna say this without a trace of shame, and i actually recommend taking it into any other villain/hero ships to describe the sort of hate-with-respect relationship i personally like and know many others do to) kismesis-like relationship that i’m going to ship. 

now i don’t personally care much about rodiway because i don’t like rodimus very much and I don’t like getaway at all. but to crucify an artist for drawing rodimus/getaway art is going pretty fucking far. and i don’t enjoy when people police ships whatsoever, because newsflash: they’re not fucking hurting anyone. 

Feel free to debate this with me! But please know that you’re not going to change my mind with little soundbytes like ‘the jaws effect’ because this is not the same thing whatsoever and i will judge you if you pull that.  

(bolding added for ease of reading because thats a long paragraph but i dont want to break it up so thats all you really need to read if you only skim)

[poisonouspastels]

Jen Appreciation Week!

You like cultists and murderers? You like Jen? Because boy howdy do I! Jen doesnt get enough love. And while she is a cannonical characer, she gets close to no attention. And the attention she does get is usually from all the same people. However, I think our female cultist friend deserves more love than that!

So, hence is the reason I'm going to be hosting the first (I think) Jen appreciation week! The week will start from May 1st to May 7th, in which we get to appreciate our second cultist/councilor pal in all her glory!

While there will be a written theme for each day, you dont have to stick to it! Hell, you're welcome to just draw Jen every day of the week if you like. Or only one day of the week too! We don't push for art here, so feel free to go at your own pace! You can draw, write, sculpt, headcannon, whatever may come to mind that you can do! The possibilites are endless!

There are a few rules regarding this week:  -NO PEDOPHILIC SHIPPERS This includes but is not limited to: Maxvid shippers (Yes, I mean you.) I do not care if this rule has nothing to do with the event, these kinds of people do not belong in the Camp Camp fandom space and they are not welcome here. -Don't harass others! This may be silly and go without saying, but please dont harass others over their headcannons or ships or etc. Its okay to give people a nudge and say "hey maybe this isnt right", but harassing and threatening others is never okay. -NSFW art is okay! While we ask you to of course tag your NSFW art as such, drawing your "lewds" of Jen is perfectly acceptable for the week.

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Themes List

Day 1 (May 1st, Tuesday): Your headcannon Jen! Lots of people see their Jens in different ways, wether it just be a little different hairstyle or a full blown new outfit! So, show of your Jen in all her glory! (If you dont have a headcannon Jen design, just create her as she is!)

Day 2 (May 2nd, Wednesday): Slash, slash, burn! Draw Jen doing some murder things! Is it torture, killing, luring her victims into the depths? You tell us! This can also be a gore/candy gore slot! (Dont like gore? Then you get a freebie day!) Day 3 (May 3rd, Thursday): Ships! Who does Jen like anyway? Daniel? The waitress? Her own personalized weapon? You decide! Any ships are welcome and are acceptable so long as they arent pedophilic or incest. (The latter may apply differently between people's headcannons.) Dont like shippy stuff, or simply dont ship Jen with anything? Another freebie for you! Day 4 (May 4th, Friday): Musical Mayhem! Create a piece based on your favorite song, or one that you think fits Jen! Maybe even both! Day 5 (May 5th, Saturday): Redemption! Draw your interpretation of a "redeemed" Jen. Maybe she really was a councilor all along, or maybe she truly regrets her actions? Then again, "redemption" is subjective...

Day 6 ( May 6th, Sunday): & Daniel What's better than one cultist? Two, of course! Have our two favorite cultists together! Are they rivals? Partners? Maybe they dont even know eachother? It's up to you!

Day 7 (May 7th, Monday): Freebie! Create Jen doing whatever you like! This is a free day, so you can let your imagination run wild with anything at all!

~~~ I'll try to be participating in the Jen week myself, so I hope I can see a lot of you and your contributions and wonderful works there!

[an-idiot-that-cannot-human]

There are some people on Pinterest and on Twitter who just have tons of great Kid Icarus content saved on their Pinterest and art of their own, but I am very scared of them because a lot of them is Pit and Dark content, they seem to be the most popular characters in the fandom, so initially didn’t thought much of it, but now I am very scared because even though some of the art aren’t about shipping I get this weird vibe by them that they may ship Pit and Pitoo, and I don’t nor can’t ship them cause to me it’s a bit weird due the ages and by the fact I consider them the same person or at least something like brothers.

Every time I save something of their kid Icarus boards I ask myself, wait do they ship the characters? if people see my kid Icarus content would they think I ship them? It’s such a dreading feeling because I also don’t personally ship anyone in the game

yeah, i completely agree :( i hate when i see good art of something and its just,, pit//cest...like seriously they pretty much ARE brothers/the same person and its so weird in my mind to ship them. but i experience the same feeling of “oh no does this art i just saved of them have a shippy connotation???” also im happy to see that im not alone with my inability to ship anything in kid icarus :D

on that last note, i hope you dont mind anon, but im gonna rant a sec: characters in kid icarus (at least to me) don’t really have any romantic undertones going on...like, at all. plus when you take into account that the protagonist is supposed to appear like he’s 13 (even if he isnt, he has the appearance of a minor), shipping him with anybody else in the game just feels wrong and borderline gross. and although theoretically, he is in his possible 30′s or whatever, since pit has that childlike appearance - an appearance that looks like me, a minor - its hard for me to see him in a relationship with any of the other characters, since their ages are roughly adult, even phosphora! (and the fact that pittoo is literally almost a twin/younger brother to pit) so thats my stance on ships in kid icarus, dont mind if other people ship them but i just cannot see it at all.

so sorry about my huge partially-off-topic rant there, but thank you!

[luftballons99]

heyy you don't have to respond but I wanna say that I love your blog! you seem to not approve of the ship-that-shall-not-be-named but you still make really awesome art with the two that's loving and happy (or sad-happy? sappy?) and it brings warmth to my tired soul, so thank you for being you and putting out great content! ^^

this is so nice, you just made my morning! youre absolutely right, i would never ship [REDACTED] but their relationship is still really important to me because of how important they are to each other. i really love their dynamic and it can be a struggle trying to find nice, loving fan content of them that isnt shippy so! im gonna keep drawing them myself. i just want them to be happy and safe togethergod im really happy all my followers seem to be with me on this btw i think id die if anyone asked me to draw shippy stuff with them. just let them be father and son god dammit