#glitterface

[gateway-2000]

got 2 new pins from the trans resource center! (the orange TGRC NM and it/its pins) also found some eyeliner that I'm not great at applying quite yet <3

#trans punx #cripple punk #goth fashion #genderqueer #intersex #ftm #trans man #bigender #t4t #nonbinary #enby #queer #transmasc #transmasculine #glitterpix #glitterface

[chifumin]

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[poshkph]

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[danandfuckingjonlmao]

me, waking up drenched in sweat, violently sitting up in bed and letting out a gasp: IT'S A METAPHOR FOR BEING A YOUTUBER

idk if someone already thought of this and this is also probably the most obvious reading of it but here i go anyway: i was just walking a dog and listening to potato prints and when phil said "you've come a long way daniel" i was like "huh phil is in the teaching position in all of these just like he was for youtube" like phil just gives editing pro tips the whole time and it all parallels their story as a youtube duo.

and obviously the entertainment industry is rife (not proper usage of that word but it Feels Right so fuck you) with satanic symbolism/imagery/iconography/motifs. being an entertainer is "selling your soul to the devil" etc etc and we know dan hates being a youtuber and does feel that way. you gotta upload twice a day every day in order to be the number one art channel on youtube dot com after all. you gotta make those crafts for satan. bo burnham has a ton of lyrics/songs that i'm thinking about rn like "you used to do comedy when you felt like being funny but now you're contractually obligated so dance you fucking monkeeeey DANCE MONKEY DAAAANCE" and in "repeat stuff" which is a commentary of how mainstream pop love songs and pop stars have to be really superficial and unoriginal because they need to appeal to everyone and at one point he sucks satan off lmao and is like AHFRUEHQFWIIO I AM A VESSEL IDUSHISKA 666 KAJSDFI ILLUMINATI UIGDFSAHIO FREEMASONS. highly recommend looking at the lyrics to that song if you're into that kind of thing.

also the (very rightful) dig at phannies for the "don't cry craft" spamming like "we love all of our crafty audience that spread the message of this channel on all the other videos on the internet! everywhere! everybody enjoyed that!" is how creators who want to keep status have to address their audiences no matter how annoying or harmful they're being. thinking of the ajr line "stay out of politics, stay on the fence / stay out of all of it to keep half your fans" because like,, yeah if a creator ever expresses an opinion that declares their feelings on one side of an issue then they will lose support (smosh is a perfect example of a bunch of people never ever ever expressing an opinion if it could be considered controversial among their audience, like refusing to address the genocide happening right now and just taking their zionist member who the fans are mad at out of some videos to be like "shhhhh nothing to see here we don't know what you're talking about"), ESPECIALLY if that issue is the behaviour of their audience.

obviously the first dapc video was not made with any intended meaning, they just woke up and were like "let's be weird and freak people out" and they did that, and then adding in symbolism and making it all mean something developed with time. but i'm gonna pretend that it has always had consistent meaning because i'm neurodivergent and love overanalysing silly little media.

i am so jhfbvdahfkiufadkhlj right now so if anyone has more theories or things to add lmk and thank you for coming to my ted talk

#me saying shit #dnp #dan and phil #phan #dan howell #daniel howell #amazingphil #phil lester #danisnotonfire #yeet my deet #yeet my deenp #danandphilcrafts #squareflakes #glitterfaces #potato prints #slime

[cynoopsie]

captain glitterface as humble sacrifice to @julieverne for the lore.

( insp: Be my Guest - Chapter 1 - JulieVerne - Rizzoli & Isles [Archive of Our Own] )

#rizzles #headcanon cg is the most atrocious thing youve ever seen #wanted to be nice to the first one also cg has swiftwind energy somehow so thats what happened

[butmakeitgayblog]

If the grounders did wear underwear, do you think Lexa worried if she her panty lines were visible under her tight ass pants?

I have sO many thoughts on Lextra and her specifications regarding her wardrobe

First being,,, who exactly decided she had to wear such tight pants to begin with? 🧐 I mean I realize fabric and such was probably a high priced commodity but you're never gonna tell me with a serious face that she had those things practically painted on so they'd mold the very cleft of her ass cheeks because of a fabric shortage.

But then bUT THEN you also have the tight shirts with the perfect little keyholes to show shoulders, biceps, and collarbones. Am I, a lowly gay, supposed to believe that her seamstress simply chose to create every piece of Lexa's wardrobe to accentuate and hug her body? Did the people of the clans take a vote and decide that they wanted their Heda to be a little warlord smokeshow?

I say nay.

I say, Ms. Glitterface, Ms. Flowing and Seductive Long-Leggy-Nightgown wearer herself, had her clothes made to her specifications.

I think that sexy little shit had her every piece measured and sewn and layered to maximize her hotness because Lexa, spirits love her, absolutely knew how hot she was. She was methodical in her reign, right down to her ever piece of regalia, be it the billowing coat that served zero purpose other than being badass or the leather "armor" with boob cutouts against her fight with Roan.

In closing, I hypothesize this all to say: yes. Yes I do think she worried about panty lines. And I think she had her tailors create pieces specifically to get rid of them 😤

#anon #lexa kom trikru

[ruerock]

“so if ghostface is gf.. would barbie be bf?” we could call her glitterface! :D

GLITTERFACE.... anon i love this

#so big brain #sunanswers

[sherilee]

Glitterface

#glitter #opening ceremony #make up #avant garde #couture #blurryface #makeup inspo #2024 trends

[julieverne]

Things I want to draw this week:

Angela Montenegro and Temperance Brennan under the mistletoe

Susie Chang and Maura Isles leaning into each other and laughing

Jane and Maura napping

Maybe Jane holding Maura's hip from behind

Captain Glitterface

[severewitchharmony]

In glitterface you can see dan hesitate to hold phils hand because of the Implications, and when he does it more like a high five rather than a hand hold, but in slime he very deliberately twines his fingers with phils, and holds on tight. Feeling some ways about this

#dnpc #danahdphilcrafts #phan #< for the fandometrics

[radiant-percival]

Discord wouldn't let me send this so I'm uploading it to Tumblr

Enjoy this grainy poorly lit video of me trying a horribly cursed and unnecessary Mountain Dew flavor

#glitterface #ah my old old old face tag

[gateway-2000]

sunday night vibing aka going to the cemetery all gothed up ⚰️

(whatever pronouns. i am an intersex genderqueer person.)

#goth fashion #transmasc #intersex #ftm #genderqueer #gender non conforming #gnc #bigender #androgyne #non binary #enby #transmasculine #glitterpix #glitterface #off topic

[chifumin]

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[poshkph]

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[danandfuckingjonlmao]

collaborative danandphilcrafts analysis

okay hi phannies. so i made this post and people seem very interested. i also shared my own theory. however i have seen so many people analysing and theorising and noticing things about the series (some are definitely /j or /s or /hj but oh well) that i think, if we do anything, we should do something collaborative.

we could present different theories or analyse different parts or something. don’t know how we’d go about that so if anyone has ideas let me know. and if anyone would be interested please say something!

#dnp #dan and phil #phan #dan howell #daniel howell #amazingphil #phil lester #danisnotonfire #yeet my deenp #yeet my deet #danandphilcrafts #dan and phil crafts #slime #squareflakes #glitterfaces #don’t cry craft omg typing that hurt me so much #potato prints #media analysis #danandphilgames #d&p #dapc #dapcrafts

[medleymisty]

Shimmerhands

Glitterface was a sad fairy. She did not have any friends.

She knocked back a thimble of tequila.

She put the thimble back down on the bar. She stared at it, but it didn’t do anything. She poked it. It tottered a bit. Or maybe that was her. She wasn’t sure.

She’d had a friend, once.

“Would you like another?”

“Yes!”

The bartender, who was pretty cute really with sort of bluey-purplish wings, poured more tequila in her thimble. Glitterface decided that she liked the bartender. The bartender was a very nice sort of girl, the sort of girl who gave her more tequila.

“Would you like to be my friend?”

“Oh, honey.”

The bartender looked at her. Glitterface thought that she saw terrible secrets hidden deep within the girl’s eyes. She imagined she could see years of torment and pain. Years of being haunted by a pair of long thin shimmering hands.

Glitterface also thought that she might be projecting a bit, and also she knew that she was pretty drunk.

“Your eyes are pretty.”

“That’s what all the fairies say.”

“Yeah, but they don’t really mean it, see?”

She picked up the thimble and slammed the tequila down. Maybe tonight she wouldn’t dream about the hands.

-

She paid for her many tequilas. With real gold, not fairy gold. She really did like the cute little bartender.

She wandered out of the bar. It had rained at some point while she’d been inside. The reflection of the bar’s blue fairy lights on the wet pavement was terribly depressing.

She took a moment to consider her options. She could go home. But he would be there. And he would look at her. And if she could go to sleep, she’d dream about the hands. Even if she was drunk.

She decided to go to the graveyard. One more time. Maybe this time would be different.  Maybe being drunk off her glittering face would help somehow.

Glitterface rose up into the air,  a bit unsteady on her wings, and flitted off into the night.

She only made it a block before the years of torment and pain got to her again. She headed back into the bar and bought a few more thimbles of tequila.

-

She pictured the hands. They had sculpted dragons who were so lifelike that she swore they breathed fire. They had painted pictures of fairies who looked like they’d step off the canvas and get all up in your face and tell you that you could never glitter the way they did, that you would never be good enough or pretty enough, that all the glitter in the world was rightfully theirs. The hands had made impossible notes come from any instrument they touched, music that got down in your soul and made you long for something you’d never known, some magical world where fairies went on epic quests and destroyed evil and won against usurper queens.

She’d loved the hands. Though she’d never called the fairy they were attached to by his rightful name. He’d never been Shimmerhands to her. She’d always called him Shimmerbutt.

She’d told him to be careful, but he hadn’t listened. His songs and his paintings and his sculptures were all so beautiful. She wept at the memory of their beauty.

But in this world, beauty could only belong to the Fairy Queen.

-

She finally made it to the graveyard.  She’d had to pay for her last round with fairy gold, because she was all out of real gold. She’d never be able to look the cute bartender in her pretty eyes again.

She sat on the ground in front of his stone. The grass was still a bit wet from the rain earlier, but she didn’t care.

They had come for him one night. He’d been playing one of his songs on his fiddle, a soul deep song about love and hate and the sky and the ground and winter and spring, and she had ached for that other world, that imaginary world where things made sense, where there was justice and beauty and stories about glorious heroes who knew right from wrong and who battled for what was good.

They’d ripped the fiddle out of his hands and they’d smashed it to pieces on the ground, right in front of him. They’d kicked him. She’d seen their boots, with their curly pointed steel toes. They aimed at his hands. She’d seen his fingers bend backwards. She’d seen his face go gray.

In the real world, there was no justice. There was no right or wrong. There was no good. There was just her, hiding in the shadows from the Queen’s goons, and him, lying broken on the grass next to his shattered fiddle, his hands mangled and useless.

They had carried him away. She’d never heard from him again.

She had tried to warn him. She had told him that if he kept sharing his beauty, if he kept playing in public and showing off his paintings and selling his sculptures, that the Queen would hear of him. But he would not listen. He said that beauty should be shared. He said that life would not be worth living if he could not create, if he could not share his creations, if he could not increase the number of beautiful things in the world. She’d stared at his hands as he talked. The hands had shimmered in the sun.

Glitterface looked at her own hands, dull and lifeless as they were, and wept.

-

They had dumped his body off at the city morgue one day.  It wasn’t a common occurrence. She’d heard of the mass graves around the Queen’s palace.

She came to him the night after his burial, armed with a shovel and her magic.

Perhaps the Queen had known about her. Perhaps the Queen had counted on her desperate need to see her friend again, the only friend she’d ever had. Perhaps the Queen was laughing at her now, off in her stupid ugly palace with all the dead bodies all around her.

She’d thought of that vast number of dead bodies, of course, and how they could be turned on the Queen. But on inquiry – careful, quiet, secret inquiry – she’d found out that the Queen kept her own army of necrofairies, that the dead all around her palace were already under her control.

So, yes, it must have been on purpose. She must have known exactly what she was doing.

There was no point in even searching the grave anymore, really. If they’d been here, she would have found them.

Glitterface sighed. She stood up, brushed the grass off the back of her skirt, and flitted towards home.

-

She stumbled through the door, wanting to just go to bed, to just go to sleep and never ever wake up, even if she did dream about the hands for eternity. He was there, waiting.

He looked at her.

She looked back at him, at the rage and hatred burning on what was left of his face.

She’d never been able to find his hands.

That was why she had not given him back his tongue.

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