#i think they would be good friends

[rrcenic]

meeting of the “i will follow you into the dark”-coded alcoholics

[bunnygirllover45]

My inability to make up good names for the first time has a good outcome. It's funny bc they're not even from the same universe lol.

I made them swap outfits bc as Usami said, everyone can be a magical girl.

[malama-art]

ash and arven :]

[mistawolfie]

🍥 “So like, who’s stronger? Guy-sensei or you?”

🦈 “That strange beast? Please, you have to pick a serious candidate, not a clown.”

1 hour doodle challenge…I went over 30 min…. :(

[notamortician]

wip hehe…

[toasts-httyd-hyperfixation]

It came to me in a vision*

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You want to give them your cat

There's no more 2 trustworthy individuals, you can give them your cat, itll be totally fine

Don't. Don't even worry about the bread, its all good, just give them the cat, its fine

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anyways

i think Toothless would absolutely love Alf ( the show itself) and even more so Alf (the man)

He'd make hiccup watch it with him at least once a day

(the whole time Hiccup is heavily sympathizing with Kate and Willie lol)

[kootiepatra]

#FFxivWrite Day 3: Free Day

Keimwyda smiled as she sipped her tea, enjoying both the hot brew and the warm company. This was only the second time business took her to Old Sharlayan after returning from creation’s edge, and she was enjoying her standing invitation to call upon Ameliance Leveilleur. 

The two women had taken a liking to each other within minutes of making the other’s acquaintance. And outside of the Scions, there weren’t that many people Keimwyda felt she could simply drop in on for a chat. It was nice.

Ameliance was a cheerful powerhouse of a woman, her eyes sparkling with quiet humor, and her mind overflowing with momentous ideas that Keimwyda well believed could change the course of history. She had a welcoming demeanor. Her hospitality was generous. She was genuinely interested in people, and her conversations showed it.

Keimwyda found her effortlessly easy to talk to. She still couldn’t understand why Estinien had wanted to flee the room when Alphinaud had him over.

Well. All right. She could understand it, but it had more to do with the visitor in question than with the lady of the house.

Alphinaud, for his part, had been openly delighted that the two were getting along so well. Alisiae had been… rather less enthused. At least, she professed to be. Despite her protests of “I cannot believe you actually want to make friends with my mother,” Keimwyda was quite certain that she still caught a glint of family pride in her eye.

“Do not worry,” she had assured the girl. “We do not sit around talking about you behind your back. …Much.”

And in Keimwyda’s defense, that was mostly true.

Ameliance wanted the details of her children’s endeavors, of course, but the pair respectfully stuck to topics the twins had already broached in their letters. Even today, as they spoke of the Scions’ recent victory in Ultima Thule, Keimwyda deemed it wise to omit any mention of the part where they had, er, disappeared for a while. She simply left it that their words of hope had shifted the balance of the mission, and that she was deeply proud of the young adults they were becoming.

Ameliance’s eyes narrowed just a little, even as she smiled. She was no fool. She surely recognized the strategic omittance of details. But she let it go—undoubtedly a conversation she wished to let the twins lead.

“Oh but listen to us,” she rejoined, with a melodic laugh. “We have somehow strayed back to my children again. Much as I love them, I would like to ask more about you.”

 Keimwyda felt suddenly sheepish. “Ah, well. I cannot say I have every been anywhere quite like that before, and I don’t know what I would have done withou-”

“Not the mission,” she laughed again. “You! Why, I do not believe I have even yet asked you where you are from.”

The Warrior of Light was not much used to talking about herself, although between the Scions, Lord Edmont, and Aymeric, she was slowly beginning to learn how. So she took a deep breath, and they talked.

They talked about her quiet homestead in the Shroud. They talked of her previous life, in a time when she had not yet heard Hydaelyn’s call. They talked about her skills as an artisan— Keimwyda was not quite sure what to make of Ameliance’s particularly keen interest in that—and about how she crossed paths with the Scions.

At length, the Elezen woman leaned back and took a contemplative sip of her tea, seeming to give extra thought to her next words. She looked up once more with a winsome smile. “Would you mind terribly, my friend, if I should ask you a rather more presumptuous question?”

Keimwyda tilted her head curiously. “Presumptuous…?”

“I confess I have been dying to ask. …Is there someone special in your life?”

“...Oh,” the Roegadyn woman said, her gray cheeks taking on a slight blush. Twelve preserve, she hated how easily that happened whenever this subject came up. But it was now her turn to narrow her eyes a bit at her conversation partner. She knew something, didn’t she?

An unmistakable sparkle of mischief played across Ameliance’s smile. “Only if it pleases you to speak on the matter, of course.”

Keimwyda shook her head in an attempt to clear it, to suppress that flustered feeling. After all, it was not as if things were a secret. “Pray, forgive me. It is fine. …Yes, there is. We have but recently begun our courtship.”

Ameliance said nothing, but stared intently, an unspoken demand for details lingering in the air.

“I… well, are you much familiar with Ishgard? Or with the name Aymeric de Borel?”

“I am indeed. The speaker of the house of lords. Alisaie tells me he is quite handsome.”

Keimwyda’s jaw dropped open into a stunned grin. Had Alisaie had a crush? She was not sure Ameliance should be telling her this, but she was so very glad she had. Oh, Alisaie would hate this. “She said so, did she?” Keimwyda gasped with a delighted chuckle. “Well. I had no idea. Do not worry, my lips are sealed, and I did not hear that from you.”

Ameliance smiled back and shook her head. “No, no, you misunderstand! She was not speaking on her own behalf, but on yours.”

“...I’m sorry?”

“I believe her exact words were—if you will pardon my language—it was ‘about bloody time you two got on with it already.’”

That blush surged back with a vengeance.

Ameliance’s laughter rang through the parlor.

[technicolor-143]

Why can’t I have some good old sibling Kirishima and Todoroki fanfics? I just think they would be very neat

[greykolla-art]

Charlie: “I’m so glad my most villain-coded friend is at full power again! 🥰💕”

*throws this to you angst goblins like raw steak* ❤️

(No I will not do a part 2!❤️)

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[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.

[carlyraejepsans]

sans undertale would not make i fucked your wife jokes. people want to make jokes about sans fucking asgore's wife but sans the character would NOT do that r you kidding me. you can cut the secondhand embarrassment with a knife every time they're in the same room together, sans likes the guy, i bet he feels genuinely kinda bad for asgore. he'd be like sorry about the dating your ex wife thing. to be fair she's a really cool ex wife. and asgore would be like (rescue shelter dog sigh) She is.

[heph]

Unstoppable Force VS Immovable Object

[salamispots]

dream from several days ago

[alistairlowes]

i'm sorry but this shit annoys me to no end. like this is about heartstopper and you all need to stop acting like that show invented everything.

fucking anyways

1. Koisenu Futari

Show that’s specifically made to be about aromanticism and asexuality as well as how aroace people are perceived by society. They are main characters. That’s the main plot.

2. Heartbreak High

Want a teen show with ace rep? No problem. One of the main characters is ace! Would you look at that! The representation already exists! It's got a ton of other rep too and it's on Netflix but somehow we never got that ace rep yet right? You don't even need subtitles for this one.

3. SkamFr (s12)

Is it a bit too much at times? Ye sure but you know what it also is? Another teen show where the main character is asexual that deals with asexuality as the main theme. And no you don't need to watch all those seasons before to get it.

4. Bojack Horseman

I didn't even watch this one but I'm aware.

5. Cherry Magic

Oh would you look at that a show with main mlm couple where one of the side characters is aroace? I mean surely it hasn't been done before.

6. Run On

You want some casual side character ace rep? Well here you go even kdramas have done it but I guess there just aren't any shows...

Honorary mention to Sex Ed for that one scene.

[suiheisen]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera