Foggynite

Fanfic etc

[foggynitefic]

Gave in and made a Tumblr

Come find me on AO3

Currently obsessing over One Piece Live Action...

Drop Them Bones tag - chapter announcements, notes, soundtracks, etc...

Just a general PSA: Fandom is my escapist happy place. If a blog I follow posts anything advocating or praising real life violence and I see it, I will unfollow that blog.

[whitepeopletwitter]

[ramshacklefey]

No IDs, but these tags got me in a huff:

So ok look. The point is not the flared leg by itself. These cannot be yoga pants. These are, and you have to understand this if you are too young to have worn them, BLUE JEANS. And this was the last years before all jeans were 70% spandex.

They were denim, and they weren't bell bottoms. They hung loose from the knee in a way that would make a wizard envious. We all walked around like we were wearing hakama. And they dragged on the ground. That was important. Ragged cuffs. If your jeans weren't so long that they had ratty cuffs, they were embarrassingly short.

And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.

Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.

Yoga pants. Hmf.

[elodieunderglass]

people in cold climates would have a tide line of white marks around their knees (if they were normal height) in the winter.

From wicking up road salt.

[taibhsearachd]

The visceral memory of that time is something that never leaves you. Everyone's jeans were many inches higher in the back than the front because you kept stepping on the hem and ripping it off. Your lower legs were so very cold. Every new pair of jeans literally enveloped your entire foot, they were so so long re: leg-to-waist ratio. Walking on a rainy day was a legitimate workout. You have no idea.

[newtypezaku]

[toboldlymuppet]

oh OPLA dalton i love your bison form with your mournful eyes fluffy fur and beautiful massive absolutely ginormous... heart

[ltwilliammowett]

Eye of the Storm, by Harut Danielyan, 2025

Source

[ekjohnston]

Everything I know about colour theory I learned from this hellsite (ie I know nothing about colour theory), but this soothes me.

[suuho]

One Piece, 2.08 Deer and Loathing in Drum Kingdom

[1liv]

TAZ SKYLAR as SANJI in ONE PIECE 2.05

[sugar-petals]

the ONE PIECE live action does a million things right. so here’s a top 15 cinema wins that they pulled off.

look at igaram’s hair. or mr. 9′s facial structure being the exact 3D version of the anime. the clothes. just immaculate. everything is. the series has become perfectly tactile. from mr. 3′s wax acrylic nails to the den den mushi snail telephones. it all feels like you could touch it through the screen. you could pluck robin’s petals right out of the air.

curse of modern day cinema color grading? gone! FINALLY. they know their palettes. it’s all so bright like the anime and oda’s illustrations. from the reflections on robin’s gown to crocodile’s green lighting. humans love vibrant colors, not endless game of thrones night-time grey. 10/10.

even supporting characters like dr. kureha are presented with love and all-in accuracy. no slacking. the wapol actor had a whole water cooling system for his heavy 80 pound/37kg costume that would always heat up to 20 degrees above body temperature and still did most of his stunts all while acting so well he’s basically purple trump. joe (croc actor) said it’s because the makers - unconventionally - didn’t hide that they wanted to “hire for one piece/ask if the person knew one piece” first. that’s how all the actors who are fans came running and got in. bingo.

the powers that be are actually going evil all the way, which ties to our current world (dis-)order, too. OPLA is extremely relevant. it doesn’t mince this. the audience can clearly see those figures don’t benefit the collective, hoard all their influence, but something is actually done to stop them, which is cathartic. if the screenplay makes all of the villains - and one piece truly has a ton - heartfelt sob stories that we can cherish, we’d become more prone to tolerate the faces on the news i fear. so they’re not playing games about authority and wrongdoings. OPLA also succeeds in putting morally ambiguous characters up to debate and highlights the marine = police/military side. so, TL;DR: it’s politically savvy and gives people hope. that is came out in 2026 is no coincidence.

meanwhile, oda can also orchestrate the changes he regrets not having done decades ago. unless it’s overworking everyone involved, that’s a net positive as well. we get to see an alternative.

the makers know everything matters in the story. which means we won’t come too far compared to the anime, but the journey is the goal here, and not having immediate cash-grabbing spinoffs. this one is a safe bank. even the sequel curse was avoided by improving the graphics and keeping some hard-hitting top tier side characters like mihawk.

adapting over time. if a character is supposed to be an airhead, they will be: zoro’s portrayal is inching closer to the original with every episode. charithra also has a huge progression with her acting. we have so much to anticipate, god.

the landscapes are all stunning. people worked hard as hell on those island opening tiles. the CGI is well-placed almost everywhere. and many backgrounds are huge and handmade. those giant wax splinters? all real.

oda said he picks the cast by looks and gut feeling only (hm… is he using haki?), not spoiling it by meeting them and seeing their non-acting personality face to face. he only imagines the finished actor. being more superficial and imaginative like this pays off over being realistic because the cast is a 99% carbon copy of the original now. us OP folk are visual creatures, it’s so satisfying e.g. to see the textures of chopper, luffy’s hat, or spot nami by the orange hair from afar.

the camp factor. double cigar, usopp’s rubber bands, cut crease makeup. dr. hiriluk with his huge hair that holds the hat in place. you can see the faux snow flakes being scrumptiously fake and it’s just fun to look at. OPLA is like anime drag race to become the pirate king of crazy hair.

prop game unmatched. oscar for the costume department, these people sleep with the anime and manga under their pillows. even the extras must have felt significant in their contribution (hire me!)

due to um… very stubborn bigotry, oda regularly alienates half of his fan base and more (thus decimating revenue, even from a marketing perspective on his part this is maximum stupidity), so it’s been a wise change to de-fang creep characters, let female directors tackle things, bring in handsome guys and homoerotic/sapphic undertones for even measure, and cast POC actors at every corner of the naturally diverse pirate world. it suits one piece so much better, attracting the big audience the franchise deserves, reflects and thrives on. i guess casting real people made oda realize every female body has to be shown differently and not like a 6′2 clone barbie, usopp actually speaks AAVE and has a normal nose, vivi as a desert princess and igaram + kobra have actual melanin, koby doesn’t have to match traditional gendered aesthetics, and so on. i hope oda could see that giving up his discriminatory ways benefits everyone and makes OP more successful. the change that the crew members don’t heavily abuse each other physically all the time like in the anime/manga was very much needed.

we get plenty of foreshadowing and details that manga readers will enjoy. they’re not dumbing it down or addressing a completely new audience entirely. but even if you don’t know one piece you can enjoy this big colorful world imo.

i think hardly anybody on that film set hates being a part of this. they are goal-oriented and in love with one piece: i hope this goes on for many seasons. most actors not being famous beforehand helps to fuse them into the project as their priority.

getting serious with action. OP typically doesn’t romanticize blood, violence, death, and abuse. we can actually see characters immobilized, worried, stabbed, sliced, shot, coughing, nose battered, swollen, collapsed, sick. it’s done realistically without slapstick so we can feel with them, not laugh at them (!), because OP is always about the grave repercussions of power. ironically, even a joyful anime adaptation with ridiculously strong characters everywhere is more believable and human than a typical hollywood production there. more of that, please. 

(add other cinema wins if you want!)

[keltbh]

for @itellyouthisisnottheend, from i'm gonna heal you anyway <3

[knotstoothick]

A Sudden Gust of Wind (after Hokusai)

[highlandvalley]

[keltbh]

business brunch ☕

[leupagus]

#tfw you know your brother's gonna make a scene at the business brunch#because he always makes a scene at the business brunch#so you bring along your arm candy#(who is the head of your security detail by the way)#even though he has no place at the business brunch#and you're going to have to field questions from the nosier of your already nosy family members later#as to the specifics of your relationship with the head of your security detail#such as “why did he keep brushing knees with you”#and “i don't think he looked at a single other person at this table - why might that be”#and also he puts down three slices of victoria sponge because you notice how much he's enjoying it so you keep ordering him more#and he'll insist later - when he's driving you home - that you take it out of his paycheck#that he doesn't need you to pay for things for him and that he can pay his own way#and you'll keep quiet - for now - that you in fact quite like buying things for him#and it would please you to do it more regularly even#but he spooks like a horse when it comes to these things so you have to tread carefully#so you keep quiet - for now - and let him drive you home#tfw amiright

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But of course he doesn't take it out of his paycheck, because Baelor Targaryen is a lot of things — gentle, clever, kind, funny, surprisingly vanilla in bed, sentimental, unbelievably fussy about his clothes, determined, a terrible driver, loving, impatient, prone to crying at John Lewis adverts, overworked — but one thing he is above all things is a rich arsehole.

"I was under the impression that you rather enjoyed my arsehole," Baelor observed mildly, when Dunk told him as much. He probably meant it to sound snippy, but his eyes were smiling too crinkly for Dunk to take him seriously. They were curled up in Baelor's massive four-poster bed and in the moonlight he was so beautiful it made Dunk's heart twist.

"And so I do," he said, instead of confessing any of that shite, "but that doesn't mean I want to be..."

"My boyfriend?" This time there was no crinkly smile, just the slow drawing of tension that always threaded through their conversations whenever they started on these What Are We Really To Each Other talks. Dunk wasn't sure how he could be clearer about where he was — at Baelor's side, from now until Baelor inevitably got tired of him, even if he never said that last bit — but Baelor still got that pinched look around his mouth and looked off toward the middle distance like he was in some Jane Austen novel and was about to propose to the wrong sister or whatever those books were about.

"I just don't want you thinking I'm...around... because of the things you buy for me. Or because you pay me," he added, and then rewound that sentence and realized how stupid it sounded. "I mean, you do pay me, I suppose, but—"

"I pay you to protect myself and my family," Baelor finished for him. "You've gone to rather extreme lengths to demonstrate that anything aside from that is due to my personal magnetism." The crinkles were back, thank fuck, and Dunk breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't think I put it quite like that," he said, but he nudged Baelor onto his side so he could tuck himself along the curve of Baelor's spine and legs, still marveling after all this time that he could do this — that Baelor Targaryen let him do this, wanted him to.

"Perhaps not," Baelor allowed, pressing back against him, warm and real in his arms. "Must be my arsehole, then."

"Must be," Dunk agreed, and kissed him fondly on the back of his head, right where the hair was beginning to thin. It was his favorite bit, but he decided to wait a while longer before confessing that.

[keltbh]

beach episode!

[solgarmr]

I MEAN this is pure joy this will be my main source of glee for the next like. four days because yes of course dunk gets thrown into a targ summer vacation and half of them despise the beach but baelor and rhaegel know the drill and present an excel sheet with rides and costs and places for everyone to read and maekar spends most of his night huffing and puffing but eventually calls baelor and tells him fine you fucking WIN like every fucking YEAR but this time i'm NOT hearing anything about being uncooperative i won't even TRY to step foot on the sand you'll find me DEAD before i do

spoiler: he actually steps foot on the sand. in fact he bathes himself in spf 50+ thrice because rhaegel dares him to a beach volley match and who's maekar targaryen if not a man suffering from his own pride and now he's roasting himself kebab-style, yelling profanities because why the fuck is sand so unbaerable anyway UGH YOU ABSOLUTE WANKER

all the while dunk didn't even get properly invited, the conversation went like

baelor, pouring himself a glass of wine and ignoring aerys double-texting him about wanting him and rhaegel to explode: so there's this all-inclusive resort with a private beach and all-you-can-eat breakfast and every room has a built-in jacuzzi and we all book the whole place for two weeks because it's tradition, i mean it, it's engraved on our schedule, and i hope i didn't overstep by booking a room for two this time around

dunk: are you paying for it

baelor: the company card does

dunk: did egg put you up to this

baelor, who witnessed his nephew's exasperating meltdown the day before about how BORED he gets each summer so it's only right that he concocts escape plans that promptly get him to the er and make the capillaries in maekar's eyes burst: partly

dunk: as long as i can make my own protein shakes i'm in

so he goes and buys swimming trunks and every day looks and feels like a parks and recreation episode because egg drags daeron on some good old crab hunting, which ends in egg pissing on his brother's leg because he got stung by a jellyfish and THIS IS THE PROPER WAY TO DEAL WITH THIS STOP ACTING LIKE A FOOL URINE DISINFECTS THE WOUND (it doesn't) i'm going to die, am i not

meanwhile valarr and keira are enjoying their stay like it's their honey moon, they literally pull a The Three Wise Monkeys and valarr manages to write his thesis from his striped deckchair and keira sips her fancy cocktails in her colourful bikinis and the only occasion where they look possessed targ-style is when rhaegel and dunk challenge them to a table football match. they become Monsters and win 5-1 (the one goal dunk scores is purely pity-driven. keira lets him score and obliterates him a second after)

dunk spends 75% of his time sleeping and building sandcastles which baelor avidly collects by taking pictures of the whole structures and their details (dunk once sculpted a three-headed dragon and yes the thing was lopsided and yes it resembled a chimera of weird dogs but it sure is baelor's favourite). he stares at his man working and documents his process. aerys sits under the parasol next to him and he's half-reading a book about ariosto's usage of a hippogriff to get his insane hero to the moon so that he could retrieve his sanity back and he goes

aerys: are you marrying him

baelor: i would love to

aerys: good. please do so next year. i will not tolerate seeing these many people again before my battery's fully recharged

and that's it he's getting back to his room

also shiera tries to negotiate with the town's local aquarium because she wants to adopt the sturgeons and pouts for a total of 36 hours after accepting her defeat. brynden buys her two betta fish and she starts talking to them non-stop, consequently ignoring him for the rest of their stay

things get absurd when dunk suggests he and daeron rent a pedal boat and get offshore and daeron had a spritz too many and the sun is cooking him to sleep so he's not pushing on those pedals anymore and they get STRANDED with no phones and dunk panics and daeron panics and after 45 minutes here comes maekar on a coast guard boat red in the face SCREAMING and he gets them back and has them sit on the reception couch and screams some more. baelor pops in and goes are you done not yet go on then and just WAITS there with his arms crossed on his chest looking at dunk like he's the whole world and he's having the most fun he's experienced in a long time and dunk catches it and maekar catches it and now he's screaming at his brother too

okay i'm. off to bed now. i love your art kel i really do it breathes inspiration into me it keeps me #alive thank you thank you thank you for blessing us

[nastyrutobuka]

new comic on AO3 alert! 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 (please pay attention to the tags... !)

👉 click here to read on AO3!

[nastyrutobuka]

new chapter!!! ⭐

[cleo-fox]

Writing tips:

“You feel the bulge in his pants” - implies that you are feeling some guy’s penis, may be sexy depending on context

“You feel the bugle in his pants” - implies that this guy has a military horn in his pants, invites confusing questions like why does he have that and how big are his pockets

[maple-seed]

Both options convey that he's horny

[cleo-fox]

How dare you be funnier than me on my own post

[xlovteez]

XLOV SERVE (2026)

[ellewantsrevenge]

aadam jacobs's archive

[tura23]

I love it when someone shares their obsession.

[rvllybllply2014]

He can’t be stopped