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FROM THE DARKNESS WE RISE TRAILER
(JACK FROST X PITCH BLACK)

Okay, let’s get the niceties out of the way, nyes? I own sweet fuck all from this video. None of the gifs are mine, none of the clips are mine, the music is not mine, the story is not mine, the authoress is not mine (pity that…). Okay you get it. I don’t claim ownership over any of this. I simply whacked it together because I was feeling shit today (still feel like I’ve been run over by several trains…)and I felt I should contribute to the awesomeness that is ‘The Shadows and Light series’ and earn my spot in Not_Poignant’s well-deserved fanbase.

I tried to gather as many relevant clips as I could. Obviously with so many created characters, one can’t do much in the way of describing the plot through motion alone and I do so hate to write subtitles, because I’m weird.

If you have not read the fictions, I lovingly place the link below for my promoting pleasure, and your viewing…

Read it here(Go read it darlings, it you have not already.)

"Twenty two years have passed since the defeat of Pitch, and Jack lives alone, touch-starved, with only the company of a solitary Nightmare. One evening the Man in the Moon sets him on a path that will lead him to unexpected relationships, draw the attention of the Guardians to a new coalition of villains, and challenge Jack’s every notion of what it is to be good, evil, and what it is to live in the shadows."
-Pia (Not_Poignant)

I’m gonna go die now…quietly…

A year ago today...

I started a certain Tumblr account called Not-Poignant.

I did it at the encouragement of a small number of fans of FtDWR over at AO3, and I refused for ages. It was zinfandelli who helped me make the final leap. And even then, I think I waited a week or so after a conversation about it before I made the leap.

I was worried that creating a Tumblr for my fanfiction and my writing would go wrong in a lot of ways. Worried I’d let myself get distracted from the writing.

I never could have predicted that I’d end up making friends. Becoming involved in the occasional hilarious reblog war. Answering asks that dealt not only with the material itself, but also with the bravery of other people’s struggles through mental illness and other difficulties.

I certainly didn’t predict that it might help a small collaborative community grow, or that it would generate its own fandom (Poigdom!), or that I could support artists and other writers and cosplayers and roleplayers and musicians and film-students, or that I would end up having so much fun.

Sure, there’s been bad days. Everyone has bad days.

But I feel - at this moment - really glad that I made this Tumblr. And I’d like to wish it a happy birthday of sorts. Here’s to another great year, folks, and even more writing. And here’s to another year of this blog not being a place to foster hate or ill-feeling, and a place that generates support and community. You folks have helped me realise, in various ways, that maybe I can make it as a writer. And maybe I can’t, but the fact is, now I have more belief than ever that maybe I can.

PS: In a year, we’ve seen almost all of FtDWR / ISWF / Game Theory as well as numerous oneshots come out; here’s to another year of a significant amount of writing content as well! Turns out I can still write and have a Tumblr! Yaaaaaaaay.

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I like how his expression completely changed during the course of painting. Ah, well, what can I say? I had a shitty day, and a sort of innocuous little Jack Frost portrait turned into a fanart because I suddenly needed to draw gnarly neck scars and ice-magic crawling up someone’s face. I wanna paint his icicle-claws too, sometime, that was awesome and I can’t really get the image out of my head.

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Little Talks of Shadows and Light

Music: “Little Talks” by Of Monsters and Men
Video: Rise of the Guardians

Inspired by not_poignant's Shadows and Light series.

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some WIP pics of that comic. remember that comic? yeeaaaahhh… 

still have a bit to do; fix Tooth’s eyes in second panel she was derpin a little , change Pitch’s skin tone possibly, redraw Pitch in last three panels , finish backgrounds , tone down that red stained glass in the 5th panel. darken all the dialog to the same color, touch up speach bubbles, finish Tooth’s feather shading & wings on all but the last panel, I’ll probably think of more later.

Sufficient to say, I have super respect for people who do this for a living.

Pitch and Tooth; They’re so gonna end up being BFF’s


"Hey, Pitch," Jack said as he flew into the bedroom at Kostroma.

Pitch, sitting in the armchair, nodded his head, not bothering to look up from the book he was currently reading. His brow was furrowed in concentration as he turned the page.

"What are you reading?" Jack floated up behind Pitch and peered over his shoulder.

"A book on aliens. I am actually quite dissatisfied with it, to be honest."

"Oh? Why’s that?"

Pitch flipped a few pages back and pointed to a line. “It says here that the most common belief is that an alien is a little green man who abducts humans in order to perform experiments of some kind on them. As you can plainly see, I am neither little nor green.”

"It also says that they’re evil. You’re not evil, either." Jack pointed out. "You’re ex-evil."

Pitch shrugged. “I suppose that is true.”

Jack tilted his head. “I think you should write a book about what aliens really look like. Or better yet, I can write a book.”

"You? Write a book?" Pitch raised an eyebrow, amused. "You have a hard enough time paying attention while I’m explaining the lunar alphabet."

"I could call it My Life with an Alien,” Jack continued, ignoring Pitch’s comment. “No! My Thing with an Alien. What do you think, Pitch?”

"I think," Pitch said slowly, eyes glittering with mirth, "that your vocabulary is as eloquent as always."

"Ha. Very funny. Just you wait until I’m a best seller. We’ll see if you’re still laughing then," Jack muttered as he settled onto the armrest and leaned his head against Pitch’s shoulder.

Rolling his eyes, Pitch gave a closed mouth chuckle as he returned to his book. “Until then.”

Just a stupid little thing that I wrote. My sis and I had been talking about this a while ago, and I decided to make a short story out of it to help cheer Pia up.

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and then I put on the Gwyn closet cosplay I had… and I found this… woven wool cape/cloak thing that’s pretty “terrible fashion choices in earthy tones of brown” that’s super warm and would be perfect for walking up a mountain with a stupid frost spirit.

It’s hard to see the spectacular knee high brown boots that lace up the back.

I need a hair curler.

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