#i should work on this LOL

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[lelelego]

welcome to novac, stranger

[wifegideonnav]

eta: the third to last option says 500-999 shhh

how to find the number: use this page to calculate the total number of notes your original posts have gotten, then divide by the number of original posts (and round the result however you see fit). here's mine as an example:

so i divide 142,200 by 626 and get 227.16, which i then round to 227 average notes per post

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

[personishfive]

in which dialogue is exchanged

[keii]

no sense of personal space

[artsyhamster]

Calypso knows how to throw a party

[bluerosefox]

One Upon A Time...

Ghost Robin!Jason finds himself in the Infinite Realms and stumbles into a floating ice castle.

Inside said castle is a sleeping/healing Prince of the Infinite Realms Danny Phantom.

And a sticky note written in purple ink saying

"Even fairy tales have some grain of truth in the stories. Will you try to see if its true Jason Todd?"

[itsnicsalad]

SPY X SAIKI

been catching up with these shows lately, theyre both very fun🫶🫶

[bramblesnbones]

let them rest!!

[temeyes]

took the three of them to our outing today! the Bois had fun!

[expelliarmus]

[splickedylit]

oh so he's like. MAD mad.

[ink-the-artist]

holy shit I did NOT realize how popular my "I will remove my teeth, for I want to remain kind despite my anger" quote is. I just googled it for fun to see what would come up, a bunch of people are quoting it not knowing who its from, an artist called Kuma made an album titled that, so bizzare

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Random thought but what ab the tenjiku guys with a ticklish s/o, and I mean ticklish in almost EVERYWHERE (hips, neck, CALVES😭😭) nsfw?

Tenjiku x Ticklish!Reader

♡ SFW and NSFW, fem reader, fingering, oral->fem receiving, fucking, men being pervy and horny ♡

Characters: Izana, Kakucho, Ran, Rindou, Mochi, Mucho, Shion

note: thanks for requesting anon 🩷

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Izana

🎴 Tickles you every chance he gets and is absolutely merciless

🎴 Will tickle you until you cry and then laugh at your tears

🎴 It always ends with you pinned underneath him while he fingers you and apologizes for tickling you (he's not sorry btw)

Kakucho

🩷 Only tickles you occasionally and probably apologizes for it after

🩷 Didn't realize you were ticklish damn near everywhere until you started squirming around while he was rubbing your thigh

🩷 Takes the rest of the day to discover every ticklish spot on your body

Ran

💜 Threatens to tickle you as a punishment

💜 Pretends like he's about to wrap his arms around your waist just to tickle you

💜 Tickles you during sex, usually by accident but sometimes on purpose because he thinks it's funny

Rindou

🩵 Kisses your neck a lot even though he knows you're ticklish there, he just can't help himself

🩵 Lightly runs his fingers over your thighs when you sit in his lap and rolls his eyes when you start moving around

🩵 Started tying his hair back while he eats you out so it doesn't brush against your thighs

Mochi

🍡 He tickles you just to hear you whine

🍡 Pinches you then tickles you when you let your guard down

🍡 Puts you in a full nelson and ends up tickling your calves

Mucho

🔷 You're ticklish all over and he's not ticklish at all

🔷 He won't tickle you unless you try to tickle him first

🔷 Holds you extra tight when he fucks you so you don't think he's trying to tickle you

Shion

🖤 He's ticklish too and is always starting tickle fights with you

🖤 Literally chases you around the house like a damn lunatic trying to tickle you

🖤 Only admits defeat under special circumstances, which is usually when you pull him into a hug and bury his face in your chest

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katshimizuu @happy-trenchcoated-impala @prncessrindou @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies

[fumifooms]

Chilchuck analysis speedrun: As a hardworking half-foot who grew up poor and discriminated against and had his gullibility taken advantage of multiple times in his early adventuring days, Chilchuck thinks optimism is a dangerous flaw. He’s stressed and strict all the time because his job is noticing details like traps that could get everyone killed before anyone knows it, he takes the lives of everyone to be on his shoulders, and with the way he speaks about it that probably partly reflects how he felt about taking it upon himself to provide for his family too. His life’s always been pretty centered around work and has become even moreso now that his wife left and everyone is independent, and due to past events he’s very iffy with bonding with coworkers. He thinks feelings and job are a disaster mix. Like with his wife or with parties hiring him as sacrifice, being open or having good faith is vulnerability which can get you hurt, so he processes and shows all his stress as anger instead of worry. Doing strict dieting probably isn’t helping the irritability what with hunger, and on top of being a hunger suppressant alcohol might be the main stress reliever he has.

His grey hairs are so earned