a few years ago @hellfires and i published the fanfiction work “twist and shout”.
since then we’ve been overwhelmed by the response our fic has garnered (good, bad & ugly).
that’s why, today, i wanted to take the time and say that some changes will be coming regarding the fic and it’s availability online.
it’s due to circumstances we couldn’t predict, but at times that is how life works.
the point is, even if it isn’t ideal, we will be making the fic available as a full novel for purchase within the next few weeks/months. what we’re asking right now is for your support. that same support you’ve given the fic so far. we know many of you have been asking for this for a long time, so we are hoping that your excitement remains!
for now, please pass this post around to as many sources as you can. it is important, also, for people to know with publication comes the chore of scrubbing and erasing the fic from the internet as much as we can to avoid any legal troubles. if you have a pdf of the fic we ask that you do not post it to the internet anymore. please tell your friends this. we are hoping that the novelization will lead to response as much as the fic.
raven and i are going to work very hard to keep the integrity of the fic intact while still making enough changes that it is viable! it will still be the story you love, with a bit of a makeover.
thanks for you love & respect. please continue to support us on this venture <3 we couldn’t do it without you. at this time raven and i are still in conversation so we won’t be able to answer all your questions right away, but if you have any major concerns or interest please come to us for an official answer <3 thank you again xoxo
[I have been away from art for a long time, right? I was finally able to work a little this week, and since it is now close to the holiday, I want to make an Uchiha family portrait for the season. Two crazy but cute scientists and their monster! Happy Halloween! I am sorry if it is a little messy, I am still getting back into drawing! However, I hope everyone is able to have a good weekend and enjoy their autumn!
Whenever I look back on the early episodes of Avatar: the Last Airbender, I realize that Iroh was probably acting a little ridiculous on purpose. He knows that Zuko still has fresh emotional wounds from his cruel, uncompromising father and sadistic sister, and the one source of softness and warmth in his life, his mother, is long gone. Iroh always tried to be a friend to Zuko, but now that his nephew has been scarred and banished, he tries to be goofy and funny and carefree so desperately hard because all he wants is for Zuko to smile and relax again. If making a fool out of himself is what he has to do, he’d do it a hundred times over.
I know some of you look around, and you see all these artists making such beautiful art in time spans of like an hour or a few hours, and then you look at your work and you get so demoralized because you’re taking so long.
I’m here to tell you that that’s perfectly okay. You’re not other artists. You are you, and your work defines you. If you need to take 10 hours, or even days to complete your art piece, it is okay, because it’s yours. You’re doing your best to make your art what you want it to be, and just because you can’t do it in a few hours like other artists do, it doesn’t make the value of your work any less. In fact, your patience and perseverance is absolutely admirable.
Take your time. You’re using your hands to create something that you love. Don’t let the people around you that you see hinder that in any way. You will definitely get faster in time, but if you give up now, thinking that you’ll always be this slow when you make art, you’ll never reach that stage. This applies not only to art, but also to other skills that you’re trying to pick up.
So look at what you yourself are doing, instead of looking around at others. Don’t worry too much, and enjoy yourself in the process of creation and learning! :)
Gah! All this time and I still don’t know how to find old posts. So, forgive me I’ll have to repeat myself.
My stand has long been that the true triumph would not be to just deliver these two as a queer fait a complit. Rather, Mofftiss have to make their mass audience actively want this pair of hearts united together so the world can be put to rights. The master stroke is to get as many viewers as possible finding themselves -even against their own latent prejudices - hoping for it. And that would be something truly groundbreaking in prime time tv. And even now on the cusp of 2017 it’s a cultural gamble. This is where “softly, softly” is put to the true test.
And for that to happen we would need an obstacle. A serious emotionally driven obstacle that the audience will want - need - to see overcome. Something that will make the story seem at odds if it doesn’t happen - turning the audience into the boy listening to his grandfather read The Princess Bride, willing our heroes back together where they belong. Because that is how every straight romantic drama ever works.
It’s not enough for us to want it. The casual viewer would have to want it too and to realize that that’s what they should want, that this is the very same story they’ve been seeing from the start but they just didn’t know it. They were blinded by their own assumptions to all the clues. “Harry is my sister.” “There’s always something.” That’s what the audience need to experience for themselves. And not to feel like idiots and impressed mentally but instead to want this story to *emotionally* be made right.
For me, this was never about us on here getting what *we* want. That just doesn’t go far enough. We need a leap forward into new queer territory than something that can be dismissed as fan service. And if you are going to up-end 130 years of literary history, our storytellers need to win a whole lot more people out there. They first need to make the viewer care. A lot. And then have them anxious and wanting resolution. If it’s “not a ship but the plot” then it demands that the everyviewer has to need it resolved *before* it can be delivered.
If that’s not the endgame? Then the Dads are seriously less ambitious than I have counted ‘em being.
“This will only hurt a lot.” “Sit still!” “Keep screaming, it won’t do you any good!” “You look so beautiful covered in blood.” “Scream for me.” “Tell me how much it hurts.” “I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” “I’ll make this quick.” “I hope you’re comfortable, because you’ll be here for a long time.” “Rate your pain on a scale from one to ten.” “Ready to play doctor?” “You’re insane!” “Let me go!” “Someone will come looking for me.” “I’ll do anything you want, just get me out of here!” “Untie me now!” “You can’t keep me here forever.” “Just let me go, please, I’m begging you!”
Ruki: I’m reading every single one of your birthday messages one by one. thank you so much for the many feelings you guys are giving me. Ruki: this year again I want to focus and work even harder to deliver exciting things to all of you! this year will already be the GazettE’s 15th anniversary. from now on I’ll be waiting for lots of fun things. let’s all make this an amazing year. Ruki: also, I was finally able to announce 『NIL DUE / NIL UN TOKYO』and I’ve been very particular about not only the music and images or the CD jackets but also all the things I am putting out including the website and LIVE GOODS. Ruki: I’ve been thinking about it for a very long time, through the production of all kinds of things at some other point I decided to start NIL DUE / NIL UN TOKYO as a place that would allow me to bring out all those items and things that I personally find really cool, things that I couldn’t quite display within the scope of LIVE GOODS only. Ruki: I hope I can make this even more fantastic and add a touch of beauty to it with the music that I’ll be making myself. we will definitely be producing nice things so stay tuned! 🙆 Ruki: P.S. it took us about half a year but yesterday we finally finished the mixing of the ballad best-of re-recording. Ruki: looking back on all sort of things, I’m truly happy that I now have a place where I can express what’s on my mind and I wanna keep nourishing and cherishing this. I won’t let anyone take this away from me and it was a birthday that made me think, once again, that I wanna make lots of things that you guys will love for many many years to come 🤗 Aoi: he has something he wants to do. he has a place where he can express it. I want him to enjoy this blessed environment and to bring out his talents to the full. ah, I’m having Yakiniku*！＼＼\└(‚ω‘)┘//／／ *Yakiniku means grilled meat/BBQ
Today’s request comes from my really awesome friend @wethemoondaisies who asked: Newt helping you study for an exam and helping you focus, and then lose focus once you’re finished 😉
Warnings: If you don’t get PTSD from finals flashback, then you’ll just die from the fluff. (Sorry, I prolly shouldn’t be making PTSD jokes :p)
“The essay is really quite simple,” Newt explained once more. “You simply need to understand what you’re suppose to write about, and check your resources once last time.”
You groaned. You had been in this freaking library for too long now. You were tired of studying! You just wanted to… Yeah never mind. “I’m tired of looking for resources and checking them,” you exhaled, roll your eyes and letting lose another exasperated sigh.
Newt looked at you, the sort of look that often made your heart skip a beat. The way he raised both eyebrows at once and sorta just tilted his chin downwards, like are you kidding me? “It’s really not that hard, if you want to pass this college semester,” Newt started again, his pep talk failing and slipping away.
“We could… do something else…?” You asked innocently, scooting your chair closer to Newt’s.
Newt gave you another one of his looks. “Focus,” he said, scooting his chair away. “I know it’s hard to concentrate when you’re tired—”
“And when your eyes are distracting me…”
“And when my eyes are distra—wait, what?” Newt cleared his throat, his eyebrows shooting up again. “Never mind about your eyes—I mean mine, or whatever. You. Need. To. Focus!”
You blinked your head throbbing. “Newt, you just repeated yourself like five seconds ago…” You moaned, rubbing your face wildly.
“Ah… yes well, then I shall repeat myself until you finally understand the meaning of focus!” Newt expressed once more, swinging his hands around dramatically.
Newt went on to explain some things, but you were losing focus. Big time. As in, all you could think of were Newt’s bright blue or green or whatever the heck color they were, eyes. And that hair… messy and disheveled, small loose curls flopped in front of his eyes, only to have them pushed back. You studied Newt’s face some more, smiling a little. Freckles. So many of them, like cinnamon sprinkled on a cinnamon roll or something super lame and cheesy like that. You watched his lips, dang he had fine lips!
“Y/N… did you hear anything I said…?” Newt suddenly asked, pulling you out of your cheesy romantic day dream.
“Yes, and I have decided that you have a nice pair of lips, sir,” You blurted out. You quickly covered your mouth and gave Newt a blushing look.
Newt blinked and gave you a sheepish look. “I might say the same thing about yours,” Newt mumbled quietly, looking down bashfully at your textbook and running his hand through his hair to distract him. But he just glanced at you again and sighed, “Great… now I’m losing focus…”
You grinned and wiggled your eyebrows. “Maybe give up studying?” You leaned closer to Newt, who gave up resisting.
He licked his lips ever so slightly, tempted, but not entirely, as he snapped out of it and said sternly, “Now listen here, I came here to help you, not to k-kiss or anything s-silly like that!”
You took great notice at how he faulted and stumbled over the word kiss. “Fine… but finishing this all better be worth it,” you mumbled absentmindedly, turning back to your textbook.
It was quiet in the library as you worked. You weren’t aware of Newt watching you. He especially found it attractive when you tucked your hair behind your ear, or actually got enthusiastic and deep into the textbook, writing furiously and mumbling quietly to yourself.
Newt was patient, even though he himself was slowly and steadily losing all control. He rested his arms on the table and laid his head in his arms, as he continued to watch you.
It wasn’t until about two hours later, and Newt was getting sleepy, that you cried out, “Done!”
By now, most of the people in the library had left, and it was just you two, in a small section of the library hiding in a fort of research books. “Good,” Newt said, sitting up a little too fast. He patted you on the head, restraining himself from doing anything too fast or stupid.
You turned to face him. “I’ve got a little extra time before I need to go home and write…” Your voice trailed off, you looking at Newt with sweet eyes.
Newt rubbed his mouth, looking down and judging if he should do what he really wanted to do. And he decided rather fast, as his hands gently grabbed your hands and pulled you into him. “You should really learn to focus…” Newt murmured against your lips, as he felt your hands go around his neck.
You laughed softly, a hand going to his already messy hair. “I’ve got all my attention on you,” you remarked slyly, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him even closer to you.
“Good,” Newt replied back, letting you enter into his mouth. He gave a low vibrating moan as you pressed your lips harder onto his. His mind was going crazy, as you other hand gently touched his face.
He was about to lose all self-control, when suddenly the librarian came into the room and grunted in a crackling voice, “Please, if you’re not going to study!”
You gave a sigh of annoyance, but Newt being the more chilled one said, “Sorry, ma'am, we’ll leave at once!”
After Newt helped you collect all your books and papers, the two of you left the library and into the magical night in New York City. “When can… we, uh, continue…?” You breathed, walking close to Newt.
Newt thought about it. He wanted to continue now, but he knew how to wait. “Once you’ve learned to properly focus and after you’ve written your essay.”
You smiled, taking Newt’s hand. You officially had the best motivation to finish that stupid essay. “It’s a deal.”
I wish I had motivation like that to motivate me to do stuff!! Haha, hope you liked this! ;)
- HOLY SHIT Y’ALL TSUKISHIMA IS IN THE ZONE *KnB Flashbacks*
- Shirabu proves that he’s a little shit. Eita approves
- Kageyama vs Shirabu: May The Sassiest Setter Win.
- Oh my Gods Akiteru discovering Tsukki has friends other than Yams is TOO FUCKING CUTE *Cavity inducing Fluff fics incoming*
- Just as I will never be over Oikawa’s serve from season 2, I cannot forget the raw power that Ushijima exudes. Now I understand why going up against this monster is a nightmare for so many other teams. *this is why he’s the RULER OF MY HEART*
- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA I CAN’T WITH HINATA RUNNING AT TSUKISHIMA AND THE BASTARD JUST….SIDESTEPS HIM *I’m laughing so hard*
- Tendou acknowledges Hinata as a top class decoy. That is all I wanted with my life
- HOLY SHIT Kagehina did their weird quick and my soul almost left my body it’s been a long time
- This episode makes you understand what a smart player Tsukishima really is. He played a long game and focused on breaking Shirabu. He’s just as fearsome a player as Oikawa.
- THAT ONE MOMENT. THAT SINGLE SPAN OF A SECOND. AND TSUKISHIMA KEI WAS HOOKED TO VOLLEYBALL.
- Everyone supporting Karasuno including me fucking EXPLODED with triumph over that FUCKALL read block
- Just when I thought he was done being salty, he sasses Hinata out of nowhere. *dies laughing*
- OIKAWA TOORU IN GLASSES. ABORT MISSION. ABORT MISSION.
My friend and I were texting and she randomly said, “Oh, it’s 11:11 P.M.” Now, I’m not silly or superstitious, but I think it’s fun to make 11:11 wishes. Call it romanticism, but I love to believe that some things are just beyond our control. Maybe only the stars and the universe and 11:11 wishes can control them. And every time I happen to realize it’s 11:11, I wish to miraculously get some things I’ve been wanting for a long time, or some event that I’ve been daydreaming about to happen, or just for everything in my life to be okay.
But today, without a second thought, I only wished for you to be happy.
I haven’t heard your voice in 5 days, and oh that’s a huge deal to me. You said you couldn’t reach me for 4 months, and oh that’s a huge deal to me.
The first day I didn’t talk to you I thought, “Damn, my day is incomplete.”
The second day I didn’t talk to you I thought, “I feel so empty.”
The third day I thought, “I miss you you so much”
The fourth day I thought, “Please just call me, I can’t live without you.”
But today? I just hope you’re doing okay. Okay, I can learn to live without you. I can learn to go about my way even though there’s that shadow of pain somewhere deep in my heart. We couldn’t live without each other for even a few hours, but now I’ll teach myself how to. My heart sinks every time I see your contact on my phone and I’ll miss the times your number was the last called, but I guess I can learn to block out the screaming in my head. Maybe I can even learn to block out your voice whispering in my head, “Darling, love you,” over and over again. I can do that.
But every night before I go to sleep I’ll still think of you and I’ll pray to the universe to give you a little happiness. I’m no longer selfish, love. All I want is for you to be peaceful, free, happy.
And, guess what? Once in a while, the stars align, and 11:11 wishes come true.
The day had been one of the longest in your life - and it was only 5 p.m. in Gotham. You yawned tiredly as you walked out of the meeting room. Joker wanted to have a small meeting to make sure some of his henchmen understood the new rules he made about you. It wasn’t such a long time ago you moved into his penthouse and some of his men seemed to think of you badly.
They didn’t listen to you or then they talked crap about you behind your back. One of them already died because of that. It got Mr.J so angry he shot the guy and now he wanted to make sure the others wouldn’t copy the dead man’s actions.
Tonight was a big night for you since you would go to his club with him for the first time. The two of you got home. ‘’Let’s watch the news okay? Maybe we’ll find out where batsy is’’ He giggled as soon as he shut the door. ‘’Fine’’ You mumbled and headed to the big living room. Your E/C eyes felt heavy and your eyelids wanted to close, allowing you to sleep. Oh that would be lovely.
You got on the big soft couch next to Joker and tiredly you leaned against him. In the background you heard the reporter talking as J watched the news closely. As he was focused on that, you started to doze off. Your head was against his chest and he offered you comfort by wrapping one arm around you. Your own arms were around his torso and you put your leg on his lap. The position was perfect to sleep in and he was so into the news, laughing at some crimes and then trying to find out details that he didn’t notice you falling asleep.
‘’That’s ridiculous! What do you think doll?’’ He asked you and looked at your face, but then shut up when he saw you weren’t awake. Your hair was on your face so he moved it behind your ear and got a good glimpse of you. Peace was written all over you as you slept with a small smile on your beautiful face. J smiled and ignored the news. He loved you a lot and he really found you beautiful. As he saw you sleeping, holding so tightly onto him, he felt happy.
He had found an equally crazy person to spend his life with and commit crimes with. ‘’Sleep tight. We have a couple hours to blow’’ He chuckled and then laid down on the couch so you were cuddling. You mumbled something in your sleep and then rolled onto him, so he was under you. ‘’That’s fine’’ Joker sighed and decided to let you use him as a bed, at least this time. He might be a killer freak to others, but you managed to turn him into a little softie sometimes.
“that thing with Cassandra and Jenkins came out of nowhere!!”
are u sure
I hope this isn’t seen as confrontational. I think shipping wars are silly, ship what you want to ship! This show has always been wonderful about making any and all ships probable. I don’t ship things often and, of the things I do ship, this was probably the one I thought was least likely to be acknowledged. But they did!! I was shocked and delighted! Just as I was delighted that they fully acknowledged Cassie being non-hetero.
Cassandra has always been the one to notice when something is bothering Jenkins. Being the caretaker, Jenkins notices when any of them are upset, but it’s hard to deny he has a soft spot for Cassie. He’s comfortable enough to be silly with her (”you know what this makes me want to do? It makes me want to go ‘hmmm…’”). Cassandra is always first to jump at the opportunity to help him and is incredibly eager to do so. (That scene where Jenkins was tossing books down to the boys from the balcony and she was running about trying to catch them first, then Jenkins walked down and handed her one.) They have a great deal of mutual respect and make an excellent team.
I just wanted to point out that this ship is just as valid as the others and, in fact, has had just as much subtext as the others. They handled the situation perfectly, and Jenkins reacted exactly as I’d expected him to. He feels it would be improper, all but saying he’d feel he was taking advantage, but he let her down without being condescending (knowing Cassie is more than capable of handling herself) or dismissive of her feelings.
I hope the subject is brought up again, I hope they talk about it more. Though no matter what happens I hope Cassandra is happy, because sometimes the way people in the fandom pull her back and forth with everyone makes me a bit uncomfortable. Ship all the things, but remember Cassandra is her own person and not a vehicle for a ship! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
hey.. I've been wanting to make a webcomic for a VERY long time now, and I just have one problem. I dont think i believe in my own abilities to draw well enough so I dont know if I want to put myself out there, so I thought I'd ask YOU because i really like your art. How do I do it? (It's fine if you don't answer, I don't wanna waste anymore of your time.)
OHHH- WEBCOMICS ARE THE BEST :D!
Well, thank you first up, I like my art too!
The thing is, I’m sure you’ve noticed, as you grow and draw new things and improve, your style might change, the way you shade, everything. Eventually those first few pages or pictures you’ve drawn don’t look as awesome as your current stuff- and that’s OK! I’ve seen that happen with loads of comics I’ve followed, it doesn’t make the old stuff bad, but it is amazing to see everything change so much.
The thing is, if you don’t start, you won’t be able to find out if you can do it. I’ve had a habit of starting comics and never finishing them because I would get stuck or bored with them. But eventually I finished one, and although no one cared for it, I was incredibly proud of myself, it felt so good to finish it!
So it’s mostly about starting, and getting through it, I tend to find the Point A to B parts the hardest. “How do I get this character over here??” So planning out EVERY small detail is important, even if you’re not sure you’ll use it in your story, it might help!
Anyway! I’d recommend grabbing some tutorials about comics, BOOKMARK THEM, and reread them sometimes! I revert to laziness or I sometimes forget how to panel my comics or pose the characters (This is mostly noticeable in the drunken comics) so even I reread tutorials frequently to refresh my memory :D.
So how I make the glitch effects for both Fatal and the comic is probably the thing I get asked the most about, haha. That and the red eye hug thing :)
And I know some of ya’ll have been asking for a WHILE now (like, a few of the very first asks on this blog were about the glitches), so I apologize for taking so long to finally get around to explain it. I knew I wanted to do something like this and I just needed some time to get it done. Hope it’s worth the wait, and I hope you find it helpful :)