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sailxrmxrs · 2 years

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pov you've woken up and there's snow everywhere outside so plans have to change. what do. are we building snowmen? having a snowball fight? staying indoors and wrapped in a blanket? the answer is all of the above. it is entirely too cold rn so this is the ideal way to cope ofc. i was going to write and post this along with other hcs sooner but then december things happened and i got wildly busy. also hades. sigh. c'est la vie. enjoy the snowy softness gamers!!

♡ leo ♡

The moment Leo had laid eyes on the thick blanket of snow that adorned the streets beyond his living room window, he had texted you to announce his coming over. It wasn't a question, but a promise brimming with certainty. He'd offered no other explanation or inclination as to what he had in mind for the day ahead but knowing Leo it was sure to be far more exciting than the day of errands and chores you'd been putting off all week. When he arrived on your doorstep not half an hour later with a deep blue scarf peeking above the collar of his coat and a hat and gloves to match, Leo was beaming with rosy cheeks from the winter air. He looked adorable with his snowy backdrop, all bundled up to fight the biting chill in the air. He entered through the threshold of your door, a snowflakes tumbling into a tiny pile of snow at his feet while you pulled your own warm garments on.

"So what did you have in mind for today? I saw Brooklyn went ice skating the other day so we could try that out?"

Leo shook his head, snow shaking off his hair with the movement. "Another day, maybe. But not today. We need to make the most of the snow outside while it's thick enough!"

Humouring his childlike excitement, you asked, "And how do you intend on doing that?"

"By building a snowman," Leo stated matter-of-factly. His face was overflowing with genuine sincerity. He was completely serious in wanting to build snowmen out in the street beside your home.

"But it's so cold," you complained, already feeling the inevitable numbness striking your extremities after enough time outside bracing the elements. Leo wasn't having any of it, declaring how he would carry you inside and layer you up with blankets and a hot chocolate the moment your fingertips began to hurt from the cold. Knowing Leo, he was probably entirely serious about that too.

"Come on," he pleaded. "Don't make me sing the Frozen song at you. I'll do it." His threats were a poor attempt at intimidation, as though the threat of him singing was anything but a delightful promise you were intent on holding him to. But there was something in the hopeful sparkle of his eyes and the way his hands were clasped in yours that you just couldn't say no. Besides, how long had it been since you'd built a snowman? And how long had it been since the snow had settled deep enough to do anything substantial with it?

"Bold of you to assume I don't want to hear you sing out on the street. But fine. Only if you pinkie promise to make that hot chocolate." Leo didn't hesitate to accept your terms, grinning from ear to ear as he reached for your wrist to lead you outside and onto the snow trodden path. There were handfuls of people dotted along the street having had a similar idea and making the most of the snow's abundance. Leo was quick to start rolling a base while you followed suit, tasked with forming it's head. Somehow the initial shock of the cold air faded away quickly, the excitement of moving about and playing around in the snow taking over. Leo hadn't missed your not-so-subtle attempts to sprinkle snow over him while he shaped the snowman's body, but he merely chuckled and admired the melodious sound of your laugh as you darted off.

It wasn't long before your creation was almost finished, only complete when Leo donated his scarf to the cause. His subsequent shiver was impossible to miss and was all the persuading you needed to drag him back inside for warmth. Only when you were tucked up on the sofa, blankets covering the both of you with warm mugs in hand, did you admit that maybe it was a good idea on Leo's part. He proudly smiled at you, glancing out the window at your creation. He'd already sent a myriad of photos to the others, proudly proclaiming how this was the best snowman for miles, prompting Tobias to create his own in competition but Leo was unmoving on his stance. Now that you were happily burrowed in the warmth, you were more than happy to take Leo's side.

"Thank you for today. I know it was a little cold for you, but I had the best time," Leo confided, his head leaning on your shoulder as he left the softest of kisses in his wake. Maybe you could be persuaded to go back out again in the morning.

♡ milo ♡

"If you even think about throwing that at me I swear Milo—" You couldn't even finish uttering your half empty threats before you felt a burst of cold snow graze your hand. Words evaded you for a moment, contemplating the best course of action while Milo stood there barely holding back his laughter. He was already crouching down in the ankle-deep snow and preparing for his next attack. There was only one solution here. Snow-fuelled war. Thankfully your gloves were decently thick, the perfect barrier to protect your hands from the snow. Milo's eyes narrowed as he waited for you to strike, fully prepared to launch another ball of snow directly at you. That first hit had been him going easy on you, testing the waters to see just how mad you'd get. Now this was the real thing and he had no intentions of holding back, especially not upon seeing that determined glint in your eyes as you formed the ball in your gloved hands.

Earlier that day, Milo had been the one to call you and ask you out for a walk around the local christmas market. He'd seen the weather and decided it made for the perfect winter date and an optimal opportunity to spend some time together while the festivities were still ongoing. He'd been careful to not reveal his ulterior motive—engaging in a snowball fight with you. Before long, the snow would melt away to give rise to springtime showers so he had to make the most of it while it was there. There was also the fact that he found your taunting glare unbelievably adorable. He knew better than to admit that was a large portion of his reasons for provoking you.

"What was that? Couldn't hear you over the sound of that excellent shot," he declared, pushing his hair back from where it had fallen over his forehead. A snowball sat in his hand, primed and ready to be thrown the moment you retaliated.

"What are you? Five?" Despite your scathing remark, you aimed and hit Milo square in the chest, snow decorating the front of his winter coat. He was quick to appraise the well-aimed shot before sending back one of his own and laughing at the remnants that decorated your hair.

"I might be five, but who's the one to fall for such obvious bait?" He questioned, stepping back when you crept closer with a returning shot sitting and waiting in your hand. You broke into a run, Milo's cackling laugh mingling with yours as snowballs flew. The few that hit left vaguely circular marks over the both of you, Milo's aim considerably better. How he managed to launch them so fast and so accurately, you had no idea. Still, it was surprisingly fun to run about the open field, if a little cold.

The two of you halted, a momentary stalemate as you both caught your breaths back. The cold air left your chests heaving, puffs of air visible even in the thin veil of mist that clung to the atmosphere. Milo slowly edged closer as though he were approaching a stray cat with the intention of petting it. He had both hands raised to signal his empty hands, though you didn't quite trust it. If anyone were able to completely hide a snowball from sight, it would be Milo, after all.

"If I knew better, I'd say you don't trust me," he accused, trying and failing to convey a hint of pain beneath his smile.

"That's because I don't," you replied, eyes searching Milo's person for the damning evidence. When your search came up empty, you relinquished and closed the gap between you both. Milo brought a finger to cup your chin as he slowly leaned in. Right as his lips were about to touch yours, you felt an all-too-familiar onslaught of cold snow right on top of your head, snowy remnants tumbling to frame your face and return to the ground.

"MILO." You could barely retaliate when Milo's arms wrapped around you, his laughter uncontrollable as he rocked you from side-to-side, poor attempts at apologies struggling to escape between laughs. But despite his certain victory and your, quite literally, cold grimace, there was nothing you wished to change in that picture perfect winter scene.

♡ rory ♡

Within moments of opening his eyes and slowly emerging from the haze of sleep, Rory swiftly decided today was not a day to be productive on. The room was far too cold to even consider getting up and the bedsheets held just enough warmth that he could ignore the light of day that peeked beyond the gap in the curtains. Not to mention he had you to reach for and pull in close, craving that additional warmth even more so as he felt his still-tired body lure him back into his dreams. At least, that was what he had expected to feel. But when Rory reached an arm to your usual sleeping spot, all he felt were empty sheets and the echoing remnants of warmth from where you had risen not long before he awoke. Grumbling to himself, Rory burrowed under the covers in the hopes that you'd just gone to the bathroom and would be swiftly returning to give him the attention he craved. He did not wish to dwell on the possibility that you had gotten up and ready for the day in spite of the biting cold. Usually Rory was perfectly content to get up in the early morning and begin a slow start to his daily routine. However, there was little Rory hated more than leaving a warm bed—especially when the external air was as cold as it was that morning.

Despite his body's attempts to lull him back to sleep, Rory had no intentions of doing it alone. So when you didn't return after a short few minutes' wait, Rory took it upon himself to bring you back to your rightful spot. He threw back the covers, almost hissing at the sharp wave of cold air that hit his once warm legs. The things he did for love. The rest of the apartment felt marginally warmer than the bedroom, though not enough to convince Rory to change his mind. You were leaning against the kitchen counter, a blanket draped over your shoulders as you scrolled through your phone.

Noticing Rory's appearance, you glanced up and greeted him, "Morning, Rory. I was just about to make breakfast, you want some?" No answer came your way, at least not a verbal one anyway. Instead, Rory reached to lift you into his arms, ignoring your gasps of shock that morphed into bemused laughter. His grip was steady as he strode back toward the bedroom and deposited you in the empty spot you'd abandoned earlier. Rory paused, expressionless as he waited for your inevitable questions or complaints.

"I take it that's a no," you said, stifling another laugh.

"It's a 'I feel personally slighted that you abandoned me in the middle of winter to freeze on my own'," Rory answered, climbing back into his side of the bed and tucking the covers just under his chin. He almost sidled up next to you as he'd intended earlier until he remembered he was pretending to be mad at you; he wasn't doing a very good job.

"Abandoned is a tad strong. And for someone who's frozen you're moving and speaking awfully well."

Rory's frown only deepened at your teasing, softening only when you reached to pull him into your embrace, his face nestled into the heat of your neck. Keeping up the pretence was growing harder and harder with each second.

"Is someone feeling a little grumpy in the cold? Poor thing. Let me atone for my crimes." You ran a hand through Rory's sleep tousled hair, the other tracing patterns up and down his back. His face was on fire, burning a deep red as he melted into your touch. Suddenly he was very grateful for your morning disappearance if it meant you would hold him like that. He never liked to admit just how much he loved it, though it didn't take a genius to notice either. Rory burrowed his face in impossibly closer, relishing in the vibrations of your laughter against his skin. His legs were tangled in yours under the guise of seeking warmth, though you both knew he was lying when he said it. In reality, Rory craved nothing more than this closeness, especially beneath the blanket of cold air that circulated the room and kept you both pressed to one another, heart-to-heart as you let the morning pass you by like the misty wind that howled outside. This was all you could need. Life could wait for a little while longer.

♡ alexei ♡

Alexei and cold weather were not the most compatible. As soon as the seasons began to change, his already cosy wardrobe increased tenfold. Every day that winter lasted, Alexei found new ways to bundle up in warm jumpers. He was rarely seen without a hot drink in hands, especially on cold mornings with a long day of work ahead of him. This morning was like most others, the both of you still half asleep as you milled about getting ready for work. It felt even colder than usual, Alexei struggling to resist the urge to crawl back under his blanket. Upon finally opening the curtains, the thick blanket of snow covering the world outside proved exactly why it felt that little bit colder. Driving to work was going to be a nightmare; the roads hadn't been cleared yet and were just as blanketed in snow as the pavements.

"Suddenly I have an urge to call in sick for work," Alexei spoke from behind you, inspecting the outdoor scenery. He had a look of intense concentration as though he hadn't already made his mind up and decided today was not a day for working in the outside world.

"Oh no, it seems I, too, must call in sick for work. It's so awful I believe a day wrapped in blankets is the only way I can recover," you answered, piling on the dramatics as Alexei laughed. He was in complete agreement, already pulling out his phone to call his workplace. With the snow being so thick, most likely wouldn't be able to make it in anyway so the day could just be written off as the start of an extended weekend. Within the hour, you and Alexei were sprawled out on the sofa, bundled in spare blankets and getting as cosy as humanely possible. Food had been ordered and a day inside tucked in the warmth was ahead of you. A blissful slice of heated heaven beyond the backdrop of winter's snowy downpour. The snow made for a particularly wintery atmosphere but was far better admired from afar than ankle deep in the stuff.

"Did you want to put on a movie? Or start that show Leo told you about last week? Either's good for me." You watched for Alexei's reaction, holding a hot water bottle close while he pondered the question.

"Actually, could we play that game you bought last week? I know I won't be a whole lot of help but I like watching you play." He sounded a little uncertain, as though you might decline the offer in favour of something else. But any time spent with Alexei was enjoyable no matter what. He also never really played games much himself, so getting the chance to share it with him in some way was a welcome change of pace.

You nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! I can go grab a spare controller if you want to try it out too? Or you can just watch whichever you'd prefer."

"Then, can we play together? If you don't mind!" Of course you didn't mind. And, after some time to figure out the controls, Alexei was actually doing well. The day seemed to disappear in a few mere blinks, time evading your grasp with ease. But even if night descended far quicker than you would have liked, it had been a perfect day in all the same.

♡ brooklyn ♡

It was early afternoon just a few days before Christmas so neither you nor Brooklyn had any work responsibilities forcing you out of the house. You had all the time you could ever need to sit in comfy clothes, flicking through all the Christmas films being played on tv. With the snow outside, it created the perfect wintery backdrop to set the mood for a cosy day at home together. Such days were rare too, given how Brooklyn was rarely seen in anything other than a suit. But today, in a warm, hand-knitted jumper and a blanket over his legs, Brooklyn looked positively adorable. His hair wasn't styled as it usually was, a slight tangle to the locks that embellished his forehead. It was a little snippet of another version of Brooklyn reserved only for your viewing. Well, unless you decided to sneak a photo of him for the other boys to see. Brooklyn never really minded, smiling softly as you giggled when he caught sight of your phone or noticed the burst of notifications as Tobias or Leo shouted about how much softer Brooklyn looked.

Sitting together on the sofa, Brooklyn had pulled the blanket so that it was covering you both. He usually made sure your side was more generously covered so as to ensure you were decently warm. If you ever called him out on it, he'd always deny his astute favouritism; Brooklyn never was very good at lying. He only further proved just how much he liked to spoil when it came to meal times. He was always learning new recipes or trying out different ways to prepare your favourites so that he could surprise you. If you ever wished to return the favour, he'd allow it, but more often than not he'd be the one wanting to bring you something new he'd baked that week. Today, Brooklyn had seemed a little pre-occupied. He was on his phone more than usual as the tv played, not fully paying attention. It was unusual for him to be so distracted, but you assumed it was merely something work related that was stealing his attention. Nothing particularly out of the ordinary.

Then, with a burst of energy, Brooklyn shifted forward on the sofa, clearly intending to get up.

"Fancy a warm drink?" He asked, looking at you with anticipation in his eyes. You couldn't figure out exactly what he had in mind, but assumed he was just particularly excited about a new flavouring of tea he'd bought recently.

"Sure. I'd never turn down some tea—especially with this weather."

Brooklyn's smile widened. "Ah, no tea on the menu today, love. I've got a little something else in mind." Brooklyn said no more, leaving you with little more than a wink as he made for the kitchen. Curiosity consuming every inch of your body, you followed after him.

He went about the kitchen, retrieving all kinds of ingredients, though some were intentionally obscured as he prepared the drink with his back to you. He had heated up a pan and was meticulously stirring away at his concoction.

"It feels like you're making some sort of potion over there," you teased. "What with all the secrecy."

"Not at all. Just don't want to ruin the surprise," Brooklyn answered, turning to swipe some fresh cream onto the tip of your nose.

"Meanie," you grumbled, grabbing the nearest cloth to wipe away the remnants of his teasing.

Brooklyn turned back, a wide grin across his face. "Will this make you love me again?" He asked, presenting you with the most elegant looking hot chocolate you'd seen perhaps ever—maybe except for one you'd had in an expensive cafe with Brooklyn once before. He'd even whipped up a small dish of fresh cream to decorate on top.

"Is that one of those fancy French hot chocolates? You spoil me too much."

"On that contrary, I don't think I spoil you enough." He pointedly ignored your scathing look of disagreement. "Now, may I do the honours?"

♡ tobias ♡

Tobias and intelligent decisions do not always go hand-in-hand. Sometimes they do. But more often than not his judgement skills are somewhat lacking. Particularly when it comes to matters of weather and his ability to withstand colder temperatures. Upon waking up and seeing the blanket of snow that covered the road outside, Tobias did not once question whether or not the two of you should go out as planned or not. In Tobias' mind, the snow was nothing more than an addition to the scenery, rather than an obstacle hindering your plans. When you tried to suggest perhaps going out on another day, Tobias was certain it would be fine.

"You know you can always trust me, right? Besides, I want to see this movie before Rory can spoil it for me." In most aspects of life, your answer to his question was a resounding yes. Tobias was someone you relied on in many ways, and someone you cherished for those reasons. But this was one of the few instances where you didn't trust his judgement. Still, the thought of going out in the snow was exciting enough that you went along with Tobias' assured comments—though you did make sure to wear an extra layer or two, feeling the cold seeping into your bones just looking at the thick cover of snow. Tobias, however, was not quite so meticulous as he got ready. He'd pulled on his favourite pair of jeans and a cosy sweater to match. Heavy boots and a coat sat waiting to complete his so-called winter outfit.

"How do I look? Like one of those fancy fashion model boyfriends, right?" He asked, pulling a series of exaggerated poses while you watched on, laughing.

"Oh, of course. But don't you want to wear a little something more underneath? It looks pretty cold out."

Tobias shook his head. "Don't need it. I'm too hot for that~"

You didn't bother to offer a reply, only walking away and holding in your laughter at Tobias' reaction. He was so easy to tease like that. Hiding away even the smallest crumb of affection was enough to have him whining about how you didn't appreciate his love enough. It was all light-hearted banter, of course, the perfect tactic to garner a sympathy kiss from you. Today offered little difference, Tobias running after you, arms engulfing your body as you tried to pull on a scarf and gloves. He pressed his lips to your cheek, offering no escape despite your half-hearted protests.

"You look cute all bundled up like that," he mused, moving from side-to-side with you still in his arms.

"You'd look cuter if you did too. It's cute to be warm."

Tobias laughed and you felt the sound reverberating from his chest. "Nice try. But didn't I tell you I'm built different?

"Mhm. And I'll believe that when I see it. Go finish getting ready so we can put that to the test, yeah?"

When the both of you had arrived in the sprawl of the city, winter's biting chill had settled in deep. You were mostly handling it fine with only your face feeling the brunt of the cold. Tobias, however, was not faring quite so well. His hand had been in yours without seconds of leaving the house, tucking it into his pocket for extra warmth. When you asked if he was doing okay, Tobias nodded back a yes all the while his entire body was shivering. But he was adamant he could manage. That had been ten minutes ago. Now his cheeks and nose were stained with red and he was adjusting his coat every few steps to try and muster up even the slightest fraction of warmth.

Stopping in the middle of the street, you looked at him with an undeniable seriousness. "Tobias Fox you are freezing. Don't even try to tell me you're fine, your fingertips are almost turning blue! Now, come here."

Tobias obeyed, watching as you pulled a spare pair of gloves out of your coat pockets.

"Put these on. And this." You unravelled the scarf from around your neck, pulling it around Tobias's neck and tucking it into the neckline of his jumper. "It's not a lot but it'll do for now. At least it'll be warm once we get into the movie. Better?"

"Better." Tobias nodded, taking your hand once more as you both resumed your steps. "And thank you. Maybe I can admit that the snow beat me today."

#infinite blue #infinite blue x reader #infinite blue fanfic #i wish we had more snow here but sadly this will have to do for now #even without the snow it's far too cold so some of them still work ig lmao #lmao the old tags had me wondering if i would finish this before christmas #past me was so optimistic #she did not forsee the genshin dnd or hades brainrot #or the multiple zine speedruns december really was a busy time huh #anyway it's here now ig #back to piofiore i go #anna writes

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aces-to-apples · 2 years

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Only shipping rexsoka when they're adults is so fucking boring lmao

#literally the most boring time to ship them imo #every once in a while i go into the ship tag to purge it and good lord there's so many fucking squares in there #you're neither superior nor interesting for loudly proclaiming you only ship characters (who spend almost their entire canonical #relationship with one of them underage) when they're adults aka not during the majority of their canon. lol #the fact that i have multiple (all? probably all. that sounds right) rexsoka zines and events blocked is extremely funny #blocked for the crime of being too boring to be allowed in my sight #unnecessary salt #fandom slapfight #by apples

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riveluart · 2 years

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I just finished scans of all my gel pen doodles so I can put together some pay what you want zines on ko-fi

#ally cat rambles #not art #ive been meaning to put together some digital zines to have available somewhere #i should put up some old minis from school too but that will involve going through my external drive for em #ill edit and put them together later stay tuned i guess #i still need to like put together like covers #im going to have like multiple versions available like one big fan art one and then smaller ones for like specific things #like a naruto one and rwby one because those seem like the ones with the most doodles

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draconicace · 3 months

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making an extremely complex skill system for kim. for some reason. there are main notes and sub-notes of decreasing levels. so: main note -> sub-note level one -> sub-note level two. also branching paths. it makes sense but only to my twisted gamer mind

#aiden's monologuing #ailb #ailbde #basically a much worse way of doing harry's system. but that makes sense to me for kim #i'm finally going back and working on the fic i already had halfway done... yay for me #i have no idea when it'll be done #due to the nature of it having an explainer chapter (for the skill systems) it's best not to post it til it's finished entirely #which is rough. because i think the writing for this is better than what i submitted to the zine app...#well. egg on my face for my lack of time management skills #also cannot believe i've had multiple really nice comments on both fics i published today... that's so fast... thank u (*^▽^)/★*☆♪#kim's skill system is modeled off of how i take notes irl #ghh i still have so much anxiety around sharing my writing... i know the flaws too intimately...

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sadrien · 2 years

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i’m doing a zine q&a stream!! the stream will be on thursday, jan 26th starting at 8 pm est. i’m here to answer any and all questions about zines and i’ll put the vod up for anyone who misses it! you can ask questions then or if you can’t make it, you can shoot me an ask!!

#hush hush #cross posting sorry if you see it multiple times!!#figured I’d throw this here too since I’ve done a few ml zines #I’m no expert and not claiming to be!! some people just asked me to do this so i am #can be general or project related or whatever ya know?#not ml

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dungeonzine · 5 months

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Need help prepping your zine portfolio or could use some pointers? Here’s a brief guide for choosing and organizing your works to make a successful portfolio!

Let’s start with artists.

What format should you use? Simple is usually best! Google Drive folders are often preferred because they easily display your work with no extra steps. Carrds, websites, or curated social media work too, so long as there is not extra material or posts hiding your work. Try to have as few clicks before seeing your work as possible, so no need to separate work into folders and certainly don’t require a mod to search your entire page for it—they may not have the time.

Make sure that your work is publicly viewable! Double and triple check that your Drive folder is shared publicly or your websites are not behind a password.

When choosing which pieces to include, always choose your best and most polished work. All works should be complete, in full color, and be fully shaded or rendered. Try to have at least some of your works be approximately something that would be found in a zine, which usually means about A5 sizing. Backgrounds are an essential skill for zines; make sure you show you can draw them well. Of course, sometimes some of these elements are excluded in a piece as a stylistic choice, but all are important skills to show you have.

If possible, try to include the topic of the zine in your portfolio. It does not need to be every single piece. If you only have WIPs or messy work of the topic, then it may not be worth it to include it and that’s alright (though make sure the zine does not require art of the subject when making that decision. Ours does not).

Most zines ask for featured works separate from the portfolio. These are the first things mods look at when evaluating your application. Choose your strongest three (or however many are asked for) pieces as your featured works. Typically, try to include art within the fandom as a featured work if you can. Try to have those vital skills on display in these as well (backgrounds, rendering, etc) so it’s immediately clear you’ve got what it takes.

No need for every piece to hit every point. Try your best for the portfolio together to hit most of them and meanwhile you can work on creating some art specifically to show off anything you’re missing!

There are some things you want to avoid including at risk of weakening your portfolio. A portfolio is only as strong as its weakest piece, so having less pieces is better than having weaker pieces. Only include polished work you’re most proud of. WIPs, sketches, or isolated character work may give the impression that you won’t provide a complete zine piece. Including multiple styles or mediums (especially ones that you wouldn’t be comfortable using for the zine) may confuse a mod as they might not know which you’ll use. If you include multiple styles, make sure that you are skilled and polished enough in all of them to use them for the zine. It’s totally fine to have a smaller portfolio, especially if you’re just starting out—don’t clog it with art that’s not your finest.

Merch portfolios are very similar to page art portfolios, but focus on character-centric work often without backgrounds. Do research on what makes a good merch design, because not all compositions translate well to physical products.

Photographs of merch you’ve made are excellent, but if you don’t have them then you can make mock-ups to help mods understand what you’re envisioning for the final product. Merch portfolios can be a combination of photos, mock-ups, and designs. Print samples may look very similar to a typical page art piece.

If applying as both a page and merch artist, you will likely want to have separate portfolios, as the roles require emphasis on different skills.

Writer portfolios are similar to artist portfolios in that they should contain only your best work. You may also use a Google Drive folder or another hosting website so long as it is highly curated and does not contain many other works to sift through. Typically, zines ask for 3-6 works under 3k words, but double check these numbers with each project you apply to.

If you’re applying to a specific role, such as poetry or article writing, try to have those kinds of samples ready. It may help to make a separate portfolio for those more specific applications.

Here are some other tips! Of course, there’s an infinite amount of ways to make a great portfolio, so if this guide isn’t working for you that’s totally fine. Experiment with different ways if you’d like!

Our applications open soon. Good luck!

Got additional questions? Send an ask here on Tumblr or on our Retrospring! We’re always happy to help or clarify.

Learn more about our Dungeon Meshi zine here!

#zine applications #fandom zine #zine #fanzine #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi zine #dunmeshi #dungeon meshi anime #artists on tumblr #writers on tumblr

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glitterstew · 2 months

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Warning post for Kallulily

This is a warning post for @/kallulily regarding an incident she was in that happened in January of this year. This is being brought up right now because Kallulily is modding for the Kirby Gijinka Rainbow Zine (as Mod Paintra), a large event in the Kirby community. As this incident happened on Twitter/X it’s not well known here and many continue to support Kallulily without knowing her morals or actions.

Trigger warnings for grooming, abuse, and mentions of NSFW, rape, feral, and incest content in certain links

The incident concerns Kallulily’s friend @/splitser on tumblr and @/splitsterart on twitter (known as “Mod”) being called out for grooming someone starting when the victim was 15 and they were 19-20. A callout was made for this. There were two docs made, both shown in the X link below, with one being explicit, and one being a censored version. Warning for mentions or explicit screenshots of NSFW, rape, feral, incest content being exposed to minors, depending on the document https://x.com/RustyDoodleBot/status/1749553958920577093

Mod would later put out a response to this callout. Despite claiming they don’t condone their own behavior, they gave the excuse of the minor “insisted on seeing [Mod’s] NSFW material”, dismissing their own blame from their inappropriate actions towards minors.

In the document they portrayed the victim, named Hoco, as the one who made THEM uncomfortable, despite Mod being the adult in the relationship who accepted/continued/sometimes even initiated the advances. Mod ultimately held more power in their dynamic, they could have cut the relationship at any moment before it got sexual. https://x.com/splitsterart/status/1749929155251102148?t=UVpJv9IJPTNiEwVoH-Gv3w

At the same time, Kallulily put out a statement defending her friend. This statement once again blamed the victim, insinuating the victim only came forward with the grooming allegations as an act of revenge (yes, the victim who had been groomed by her friend). Taking it as far as stating that the victim was a greater threat to minors than the groomer ever was.

Kallulily would later delete this statement. These screenshots were saved by another user, and are taken from here: https://x.com/Kaizilero/status/1750261445080883671

Along with this, Kallulily & Mod claimed Hoco knew and enabled a minor to distribute NSFW commissions. This has been cleared up by both the minor and Hoco. It’s important to mention how much making a claim like this can hurt someone’s reputation. https://x.com/RustyDoodleBot/status/1749962678406177246

In no situation is it ever ok to blame or portray a grooming victim as evil for coming out about their abuse. Despite Kallulily claiming she holds her friend accountable, she still brings the victim's reputation down to elevate her friend’s actions. Note that Mod was inappropriate to multiple minors, at least 3, meaning Kallulily and Mod’s argument of this happening because of Hoco’s behavior is null. As Mod has been inactive on all of their accounts since their callout, they are not the focal point of this post. However, other affected minors were recently contacted and new screenshots with both confirmation via memory and hard proof with screenshots of past NSFW conversations and art were given, with permission to share. DM this account for those screenshots if the extra confirmation is necessary.

Kallulily claims her friend has changed, but change isn’t trying to shift the blame onto a minor for starting NSFW conversation. Change isn’t trying to bring down a victim to make yourself and your friends look less bad. The overreaching defenses only come across as a defense of grooming itself.

Regardless of if Hoco did something bad too, it doesn’t take away from Mod’s abuse of them. Both Kallulily and Mod never apologized for claiming Hoco was at fault for being groomed in some way, which is the reason why this post is being made for awareness.

Please do not harass Kallulily, Mod, the Kirby Gijinka Rainbow Zine, or anyone else involved. This post is only to spread awareness.

#kirby gijinka #kallulily #warning #tw grooming #tw victim blaming #tw abuse

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My zine, 'Label Coining as an Artform', is finally done! Transcript/Image ID underneath (warning: it's long). Printed version in a reblog.

[Image ID: A series of pages in a zine. The text is handwritten, and all figures described are simplified stick figures.

Page 1: ‘LABEL COINING as an ARTFORM in large text. Below is the multicolored MOGAI wheel, with three figures taking pieces of the colors and using them for art: sculpting, cutting a piece of paper, and painting. Below is ‘a MOGAI (& LIOM!) zine by Elliot/Hesper aka @ crowdsourcedgender on tumblr. Under the text are five pride flags: aro-spec, veldian, alterhuman, xenoman, and schooldoodlic.

Page 2: ‘Label Coining’ in large pink text. ‘(in this context) is the act of creating a word (and usually flag) for a certain experience!’. Next to this text is a figure filled in with pink with a speech bubble full of pink shapes, talking to someone using a cane holding out a hand and expressing a question mark. Below reads ‘generally a queer experience, but does often include or incorporate disability, neurodivergence etc.’ A figure asks ‘Why?’ and the text reads ‘I would say these are the ‘core tenets’:’. In a cloud next to this text is a blue and purple pride flag with purple text reading: ‘like this cool prosopagnosia flag I made!’.

The bottom half of the page is split into two columns: ‘Understanding’ and ‘Community’. The first column has a purple arm amputee explaining a purple rectangle to another purple person who is thinking ‘that’s me!!’. Next to them another purple person is explaining the same rectangle to a blank person, who has a purple-filled thought bubble with a white exclamation mark. Underneath the drawing is text surrounded by question marks: ‘Labels help people understand what they are experiencing, and communicate this to others. It’s easier to explain something when it’s already been written down!” The second column has a purple person holding a purple umbrella. They are waving to a purple person in a wheelchair. A purple person is leading another one to the group. Underneath the drawing is text surrounded by connected dots: ‘People can unite under a shared label whether this group is big or small! Whether for practical purposes (like advice) or just for fun, having people like you is nice.

Page 3: ‘And these are just as important as ever! But I’ve noticed what I like to call COINING for the sake of CREATION’. This last phrase is in large, dark and light blue text. Two sun symbols are on either side. Below is the text: ‘Vexillology is very clearly an artform, but label coining has become something more (not to mention that not all new labels have flags!). It’s composed of multiple skills has become more than the sum of its parts. Any art captures an experience, but label coining is much more explicit about it. And not just people’s experience of their identity! Part of the art of label coining is incorporating other concepts too, e.g. Schooldoodlic A gender related to doodling on school work papers and/or your homework. By spirits-gender-coining on Tumblr.’ The text about Schooldoodlic is small and light teal. Next to the text is its flag.

Page 4: ‘Elements of Label Coining’. The text on this page is separated into four green boxes.

‘Naming: Coming up with the actual word can be tricky. Generally, labels with lots of elements get more leeway with length. It’s important to check that a label isn’t already a word as well.’ Next to this text is more rough, dark green text reading ‘Premade suffixes + prefixes help! And latin (for some languages) as it’s possible to intuit meaning!’ Around the text is a few examples: ‘-vesil’ ‘-musica’ ‘an-’ ‘quoi-’

‘Flag making: Also known as vexillology, this is a pretty big deal. It’s also the most fun for me! You develop a really good sense of color from spending so much recoloring the same three stripes.’ Next to the text is 6 versions of the same pride flag, each with slightly different colors, with a 7th final version with a symbol.

‘Symbol making: Most flags don’t have symbols, but they’re good for groups of labels under a certain umbrella, or just if you have a really good idea.’ Next to this is rough, dark green text reading: ‘I drew three semirealistic flowers for a flag and ended up only using one’ with sad face. Under it is a drawing of a daisy, a pink coneflower, and lavender, which is circled.

‘Descriptions/formatting: Explanations can be artistic in their own right, and formatting is fun to mess with: many people have their own style. Make sure it’s accessible: add image IDs and plain text where applicable. There are a lot of good resources online!’ In dark green text is the phrase ‘Accessibility over Aesthetics’ with an image of a key on top and sparkles below.

Underneath the boxes in light green text is ‘Note: in the right context, any of these can be optional!’

Page 5: ‘If it wasn’t clear, I think this is AWESOME’. Awesome is in large text with yellow radiating lines. Underneath is ‘I’m a MOGAI coiner myself (generally) with about 65 coins at time of drawing. Using something I made, I wanted to demonstrate what a label coining might look like!’ Underneath is four versions of the same pride flag as well as a description, with ‘flag!’ ‘stripe meanings (I don’t normally do these)’ ‘symbol’ ‘name’ ‘pre-existing format’ and ‘experience’ labelled. The description reads ‘[Image ID was here] Human non-conforming (HNC). Human non-conforming (HNC, similar to gender non-conforming) is an umbrella label encompassing all identities and subcultures that somehow incorporate nonhuman elements in any way.’

Page 6: ‘The thing I love most about the label coining community is just that- the community! The way coiners and users interact, as well as how coiners can work together, is wonderful. There are 5 large words each with an associated doodle.

‘Requesting’: A figure leaning on forearm crutches has a speech bubble with yellow shapes exploding out of it. Another figure is taking shapes down from the bubble and forming it into a ball.

‘Collecting’: A figure is pulling a yellow cart with a large cloth bag labelled ‘LABELS’. They have stars in their eyes, and are looking at another person who is gesturing to a yellow rectangle.

‘Collaborating’: Two figures, one with orange speech and one with yellow speech and an AAC tablet are discussing, with many shapes and lines intermingling to make a fragmented rectangle.

‘Combining’: A figure in a grey hijab pulls down a lever. They are standing next to a large blender mixing orange and yellow liquids. On either side is bright yellow lightning.

‘Redesiging’: A small star with four radial lines coming out of it becomes more and more complex, indicated by black arrows.

Under the words is the text: ‘I’ve never participated, but there’s this amazing event called: COINFIGHT. Hosted by @ kiruliom on Tumblr. It’s inspired by artfight, and it involves coining labels for other people- but competitive-ish!’ Coinfight is in large, text with a crescent moon with stars at the top right corner, and a star at the bottom left.

Page 7: ‘I don’t think there’s anything like finding a label that finally fits you, or hearing that something you made did that for someone else.’ Under is a figure looking at an orange flower with light lines, then forming elements of the flower into a bubble, then showing an orange rectangle to another figure, with orange tendrils reaching towards them, forming the shape of a heart. Below is the text ‘There are a lot of things like pouring out your heart- or just having fun- while making or collecting label. I coin in the same mind I sketch and color and shade.’ On each side is a pen drawing an orange figure with a red shirt, and a tablet with an orange and red flag. Under this is ‘Label coining is an artform both like and unlike any other, and I’m proud to participate in it. I hope that if you want to, you can join me. And if that’s not your thing- thanks for reading!’ There is a drawing of a figure with dark grey wings holding up two fingers. Next is a ‘<2’ heart and ‘elliot’ as a signature. In smaller text next to these is ‘Thank you to the creators whose work is featured in this zine! Credit on the next page. Remember to keep this wonderful community and artform accessible to all!’

Page 8: ‘Credit’: This section has a pride flag next to each label. ‘Aromantic-spectum, @ theflagarchive on Tumblr. Turian, @ kenochoric on Tumblr. Schooldoodlic, @ spirits-gender-coining on Tumblr. Xenoman, @ ryanyflags on Tumblr. MOGAI symbol, Pride-Flags on DeviantArt. Alterhuman, @ vaestra on Tumblr. (the flag on pg. 4 is Wildflowergender). ‘About making this zine’: ‘I really, really regret handwriting this. Drawing over Helvetica Neue for so long might change my actual handwriting, [more rough:] which looks like this! According to Artstudio Pro, I took 14 hours! I barely planned this before starting, the color wheel theme and the people doodles. /End ID]

#mogai #microlabels #mogai coining #lgbtq #lgbtqia #zine #art zine #lgbtq zine #queer zine #label coining #queer vexillology #queer #queer community #long post #described #image described #image id #not coining

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