#ink tester

[bmpmp3]

11 fish

[designstack]

Mice - Cheese tasters. Drawing 🍃️🌺️🍃️

Ink Animals in Surreal Drawings. More art from Karen Adendorff, on our site.

https://www.designstack.co/2024/08/ink-animals-in-surreal-drawings.html

[sodaneko]

“But friends don’t look at each other like we do.”

Kuroo is right. But he shouldn’t say it. 

You keep your eyes pinned on the essay in front of you, one hand of yours hazily brushing over your eyes to keep the tears from falling. At midnight, in the silence of the room, you can hear your own heart break, shatter even, but you’re holding it together. It’s what you’re good at, isn’t it? When everything inside of you is crumbling, you pick yourself up again, a puppet on a string dancing to the sound of the cries you never dare to let out. 

Under the kotatsu Kuroo’s leg is touching yours and you’re afraid he’s gonna fade away too if you pull away. So you hold perfectly still, letting his warmth seep into you, dreaming of a life where the thought of being seen doesn’t make you want to run. 

His hand reaches over the table, gently peeling the pen from your hand and putting it down on your scattered notes. Fingertips dancing from your palm to your wrist, his thumb rubbing small circles over your pulse point. The same spot where you once sprayed a perfume tester, quipping something about how perfume is to be worn where you want your lover to kiss you; and Kuroo who brought your wrist to his lips with a tenderness that almost made you cry. Idle hands wrapped around each other, unspoken promises of never letting go. 

“Please.”

It’s the sound of Kuroo’s voice breaking, pleading, that draws your eyes back to him. 

Please, look at me. Please, let this be love. Please, be gentle with my heart.

No, friends don’t look at each other like you do. 

Not with this unfulfilled yearning in the vastness of his dark eyes, pupils blown out as his gaze lingers on you. Not with this hunger, the insatiable craving for something more than this, something bigger, something softer. Not with this paralyzing fear of letting go and inching closer, swaying around each other on tiptoes, never fully there but never fully gone either. 

Kuroo slumps over the table with a heavy sigh, his eyes never leaving you. They never do. It’s like he’s drawn to you, the sea in love with the moon, a story as old as times. His fingers linger in your palm, idly tracing your heart line, as if your hands alone were proof enough that this love exists, that the stars aligned so you two could meet, against all odds. 

“But I’m scared,” you confess, the words tumbling out of your mouth before you can swallow them down again. Your fingertips graze his hand, spelling out the word stuck in your throat, the one clawing its way out even though it feels too big to do so. It’s what you always do; tumbling and falling and bursting at the seams, all the love for him you can’t contain.

“Then let me love you scared. Love me till the fear unravels in your chest, making room for something new. Just… let me.” 

Kuroo’s voice is merely a whisper, a husky vibrato under your skin. You try and hold it back, but your love is spilling out like ink on the paper, staining your red string of fate in pitch black. Maybe you can learn to love him in the dark, somewhere his eyes can’t find you, only your fingers intertwined. Never letting go.

[heaven4lostgirls]

prompt: pepperup elixir @moonwater-microfic wc: 357

info: potion contains 46 % alcohol, dosage should not exceed 7/21 drops per potion. perhaps related to pepperup Potion

regulus is smiling, remus is terribly concerned.

he double checks the label on the glass vial, noting the ‘pepper up’ written in black ink.

“are you…feeling better?” remus asks cautiously, placing the empty vial onto the bedside table next to regulus’ bed.

regulus nods so hard remus hides a wince, surely this couldn’t be the same slytherin who threatened to severely mutilate remus if he didn’t stop talking because of his headache.

“i’m great” regulus beams, smiling widely as his cheeks stretch to show his pearly teeth.

remus grows more concerned by the minute.

it must show on his face as regulus’ expression drops as a pout forms on his face.

a pout. regulus arcturus black is pouting.

eyes shiny and wide as his lips jutt out.

“erm..” remus trails of in bewilderment and to his absolute horror, regulus’ eyes grow misty.

“you’re upset at me” the younger boys’ lip wobbles as he murmurs the sentiment softly

remus is hastily shaking his head, expression frantic as he tries to amend whatever wrongdoing he has committed.

“i’m not made at you archie, you’re alright love” he says frantically, panicking as regulus starts to mutter incoherently.

remus turns to grab the vial of pepper up he had discarded, turning it over in his palm before his heart drops.

written in fine print, on the back of the vial is ‘pepper up elixir - tester, alc. vol. 46%’

oh merlin, remus has just drugged his boyfriend.

he starts to laugh somewhat panicked, looking between regulus flustered form as his heart starts to race.

“oh!…okay, uh alright um” he mutters uselessly, grabbing some water left over from regulus’ pain potion earlier that morning.

he hastily has regulus drinking the water as the curly haired boy resists and complains about remus manhandling him.

remus acquiesces to sobering up his boyfriend before returning to the hospital wing for the correct potion this time.

in the meantime, he snuggles up to regulus’ increasingly clingier frame as he strokes through sweat soaked curls.

regulus falls into a drunken slumber, drooling over remus’ jumper which remus can’t help but recall fondly for years to come.

[theprinceandagcd]

a wrinkle in time (like the crease by your eyes) | 4k words | Rated T

For @energievie

November 16, 2021; 8:13AM. The date and time have been burned into Alex’s memory for as long as they’ve been tattooed on the inside of his wrist. On the morning following his eighteenth birthday, the artificial intelligence spit out that configuration within seconds of reading his genetic code. It was so quick that even the tester was shocked, blinking at the numbers that etched themselves onto Alex’s skin. “Your soul match is probably really strong,” she explained, smiling warmly at him. Once outside the looming gray building, Alex stared at the freshly inked dark lines. The abnormally warm spring sun shining on the top of his head made him squint, but the date and time were easy to see. On that day, the predestined moment was still five and a half years away. It seemed like ages for Alex; patience had never been one of his virtues. Alex pressed his fingertips to the mark and felt his tenacious pulse hammering away beneath it. It was as if his heart was overcome with euphoria, thrilled to know that Alex’s soulmate was out there, somewhere.

[wroughtwheat]

No.

Unless Warner Bros suddenly pulls it from theaters and skip on showing it on their streaming service.

All the theater tickets sells go to indie company “Ketchup Entertainment”, who bought the film distribution rights to showcase the movie. So they get all the profits while WB gets nothing (WB actually wanted to dump this finished movie for another tax write off)

Buy a ticket. Support indie company. Support 2D animation.

Can we pirate or whatever it's called to the day earth blow up looney tunes movie from warner bros and upload it on youtube?

[justcarrie]

‧₊˚ Gentleman in a mall. 𓏲𝄢

‧ Pairing: Noah Sebastian x reader

‧ Summary: lipstick swatches with Noah.

Noah always had a reluctant feeling towards shopping in malls, among other people where his introverted side was put up in a challenge.

Y/n eventually convinced him to go shopping with her, putting aside his complaints to accompany his partner on a shopping spree, knowing she didn't want to go alone. They were currently buying some makeup after already visiting a few other shops in the mall.

Since he was an amazing and patient partner, he allowed her to swatch some lipsticks on the back of his large, inked hands, adding more color to his tattoos.

With a small smile, Noah watched his partner go through hundreds of lipsticks, just to find the *perfect* one, as he waited patiently with his hand extended toward her, feeling her soft touch as she tried another lipstick color.

Y/n gazed at the color she just put on Noah’s hand, charmed by how cute it looked with his tattoos in the background, but feeling like it wasn't that color yet.

“Too light.” The girl mumbled, putting away the lipstick, and gazed at the makeup shelf biting her lip.

Noah smiled softly as he held his large hand with the lipstick mark extended toward her. The feeling of the lipstick on the back of his hand was odd, but he didn’t mind. He was more than happy to be a color-testing canvas for her if it meant she could find the perfect shade.

“At this rate, I’m going to have a rainbow of colors on my hand by the end of this.” He said with an amused tone, patiently waiting for them to choose another one to try on him.

“You agreed to be my little color book.” Y/n continues to wander around the different shelves of products, searching hard for an ideal lipstick color.

Noah chuckled softly at their comment, amused by the sentence 'little color book'. It was accurate, as his hand became their canvas of colorful swatches.

She picked up the tester that caught her eye and tested it on Noah’s hand. It was a soft, brownish color with a pink undertone, and she was confident it would go well with her brown lipliner.

Noah smiled watching her as he continued his role as her test canvas, taking in the new color on his hand once more. He hummed.

“This one's pretty.” He commented with an intrigued look in his eyes as he gazed the new shade of brown she applied to his skin.

“Very pretty. I think we got the winner.” She chuckled with a satisfied smile at her successful search.

Y/n turned around to put away the tester and pick up the actual product from a shelf. When taking the lipstick her gaze fell on the price. 30$…That made her hesitate to pay that much for lipstick.

He looked back up to see her hesitate to pick it up, knowing fully well that she wanted it but didn't want to spend that much from her budget on a simple lipstick.

With a small smirk, Noah reached out for the product taking it from her hand, holding it in his other hand. “I'll pay for it.”

“Love, you don't have to do that,” she replied to Noah's suggestion, turning to face him with lipstick in her hand. She disagreed, not wanting Noah to pay for everything. “I'm just thinking if it's unprofitable...”

Noah rolled his eyes teasingly, taking the product while giving her a small smile. “It's just 30 bucks, Y/n. It's not like I'm going to buy the entire makeup store for you.”

The corners of his lips curled up into a smirk while he added teasingly. “Though I definitely would, just so you know.”

“I definitely know you would.” Noah received an eye roll from the girl at his teasing comment. Even his partner sometimes forgot how much money the singer had in his account to buy pricey things.

As an agreement and act of surrender, Y/n handed him lipstick.

Noah chuckled softly, amused by Y/n’s reaction and eye roll, fully aware that she teased him just as much as he teased her.

“Exactly, I totally would.” He nodded, his smirk turning even bigger as he took the lipstick from her again, holding it as he wrapped his arm around Y/n’s shoulder with a small squeeze.

Noah then started making their way towards the cashier to pay for her new purchase.

———

As they approached the cashier, the couple stood in line behind a few people and waited for several minutes, watching as customers paid and left.

As their turn came and the kind lady behind the register greeted them, Noah nodded slightly as she scanned the item, looking at the screen to glance at the price one last time before she asked for the payment.

“Card, please.” With the same polite smile as before, he reached for his wallet with his hand, taking out a credit card to pay.

With everything said and done, the lady handed Noah the lipstick and thanked them for the purchase, leaving them with a smile before scanning another client.

Noah put away his credit card to his wallet before taking the product once more, grabbing Y/n’s hand that was next to him, and intertwining their fingers together.

He thanked the lady one last time with a nod and smile before starting to walk away while pulling Y/n along with him with a soft smile. “So, are we done here?”

“Yes, how about food now?” She suggested, taking the lipstick tube from Noah’s hands, happily looking at the new, pretty purchase.

Noah shrugged his shoulders as he looked down at his partner walking next to him, taking note of her happy expression as she looked at the purchase.

“Definitely, I could eat something.” He replied, giving her a small smile as he looked back forward while walking. “Any specific place you want to go?”

“I’m craving some sushi.” Y/n admitted, looking around for a way toward the mall’s food court.

Noah chuckled with a smile at the mention of sushi, nodding. “Sushi it is then.” He said, walking with her as he looked around the mall, searching for a sushi spot in the food court.

Quickly noticing a small sushi restaurant in a food court, they made their way towards it. Before entering Y/n stopped Noah with a small smile. “And...I’m paying.”

Noah chuckled with a smile, raising an eyebrow as she stopped him, saying that she would pay for the food, which caused him to shake his head in disagreement. "No, you're not." He replied, his tone playful as he tried to protest her decision.

“Yes, I am. It has been said.” She said firmly, smiling widely and being her stubborn self. “Let me award you for being a loyal shopping companion.”

Noah rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head as she refused to reconsider. Despite his efforts, he knew there was no arguing with her stubborn self. With a soft look, he surrendered and nodded.

“Fine, but I’m paying next time,” Noah said trying to sound fierce, as they entered the restaurant together, still holding her hand in his.

Maybe shopping in a crowded mall with his partner wasn't so bad after all?

Autor note: My first fic is out! I really wanted to write something sweet about Noah for a long time, so there you go! Hope you'll enjoy it! Also, my lil motivator to actually write something: @flowery-mess ^•⩊•^

[genuflectx]

Someone ought to tell all the rad Murder Drone artists whose art is used on the Church of Null thumbnails/slideshows that their art is, without permission, being associated with AI generated songs (and that the person is just lying about it being AI)

All the art is yoinked from Twitter which I don’t have anymore 😭 but the credits are on the video descriptions 🙏

Edit: Adding the evidence below the cut; the songs and Electrical Ink fail 3 different tests, which point towards high likelihood of AI usage

#1 - Using SubmitHub's AI song checker, first testing accuracy of checker. Claims 90% accuracy, did own test with 10 human and 10 AI. About the same accuracy on both at 60%, with remaining percentage usually "inconclusive" with a smaller percentage of inaccuracy (10% in the human test, 20% in AI test but only for Udio). Caveat: Udio throws it off, every Udio song tested was inconclusive or incorrect, however I noted a mix of human and AI tells still reported in the Udio breakdowns. Therefore, this checker is reasonably accurate at marking AI as AI and is more likely to say something is inconclusive than to mark it incorrectly, but should not be the only tool used to assess.

Sampling every other Church of Null song (testing with full MP3s), SubmitHub's checker identified 10 of 12 songs as strongly AI and the remaining 2 as inconclusive. This is a higher rate of being marked as AI than either the human or AI tests I did beforehand. If it were human there would be some marked human, if it were Udio AI it would more likely show a mix of human and inconclusive. All AI and two inconclusive is more likely Suno AI.

#2 - Using my manual spectrogram contrast test, first testing on 23 respondents. Results are in the link, with 65% of respondents getting a score of over half correctly assessed. This test becomes more accurate when used by an individual practiced in it (comparing an unlabeled spectrogram to a chart of AI and human spectrograms, then sorting it onto either side accordingly by which pattern it most closely resembles). My own score was 12/14. This test will never be 100% accurate as not every spectrogram follows the pattern; i.e. rarely, an AI song has the spectrogram appearance as a human made one.

Respondents were mixed on whether a sampling of 6 songs from Church of Null were AI or human at the end of the test, with both high scoring and low scoring assessing them about the same, with only a slightly higher rate of being assessed as AI in high scoring testers. Only one lower scoring tester assessed AI under 50%, assessing two of six as AI (33%). However, nobody assessed the set as being all human. Note, psychology may have made this set difficult, as respondents may have believed it was unlikely that a set would be all AI or all human, which would influence answers.

When I originally assessed the six spectrograms, I assessed all of them as appearing closer to AI generated spectrograms than human, using the reference charts. I am very practiced at spectrogram contrast assessment since I am the one who made these charts and tests, sampling 30+ AI and 30+ human.

#3 - Using a smell test, or suspicious tells that just make you feel like something is off with the vibes. This can be lack of credits/suspicious credits, an AI "shimmer" effect on all the audio, generic lyrics that sound AI generated/edited, a music production output that is unrealistic for hand-made music, etc.

In Church of Null's case, it's creator Electrical Ink: shows no musical production on the channel before CoN, claims to have 6 anon helpers/vocalists but only credits a weird blank "creative consulting" channel, has produced 25 beautiful songs with complex compositions and vocals in 4 months while claiming to record these in person (and simultaneously writing 62k+ words of the fanfic, or about 15k a month), includes the robotic "shimmer" present in Suno AI while claiming it's "autotune," deletes comments asking if it's Suno (happened to me), and uses art before asking permission for the thumbnails and lyric videos.

The one other credit I found under a reply to a random comment is E-LIVE-YT (a "collaborator" on one song, however E-LIVE may have exaggerated this as they couldn’t even remember Electrical Ink’s name during a livestream), a real person who uploaded at least 1 AI generated song (admitted) but claims the rest are human made. Though, they also produce music at an unrealistic rate (43 tracks in 5 months) but mostly "extensions" of existing music, something AI song generators let you do (he uses Bandlab, which has AI tools exactly for that). The ones with lyrics have Suno's "shimmer" and the lyrical breakdown that E-LIVE posts on comments read as AI summaries/analysis (right down to calling N "they," not knowing his pronoun; a shortcut to chatGPT was on their desktop during a livestream, they removed this for later streams). Additionally, E-LIVE also has strange credits to blank channels and 1 or 2 tiny channels that just upload poor quality Roblox clips.

Ironically, even this "fan" "collaborator" believes Church of Null is AI and complains about competing with it, and regular Suno AI users in the Suno Discord believe so too.

Sniff sniff.... somethin smells funny...

[casa-dei-corvei]

Nice Little Things Tag Game

Tagged by the lovely @pixiedurango! I love seeing all the new tag games popping up, and I love getting to flesh out my girl more so super win-win for me! XD

Rules: Choose 10 objects that you will place in the room of your Rooks on the places intended for customization. These should be small objects that can be placed in the following places: 2 on the tables by the doors, 2 on the tables by the aquarium, 4 on the bookcases and 2 on the walls. Attach a photo of these objects and give a short description of why your Rooks chose them.

Items of Sancha Alegría, House de Riva

Two by the door

Stationery box

Holds her parchments, quills, ink, stamp and wax. While not her usual post contract reports since her banishment, Sancha keeps a steady correspondence with Viago. She's a de Riva, she shouldn't know more than her Talon in regards to what she's dealing with. Even if she doesn't hear back from him, she still sends her reports without fail. (It's a constant for herself just as much as it is for Viago.)

Favored dagger

While she keeps the bulk of her blades safely tucked away, Sancha keeps her favorite one by the door for easy access as she comes and goes from her room. (Viago gifted it to her after she became a full fledged Crow. More of a part of tradition, a Talon accepting the Fledgling as a true Crow, but she treasures it all the same.)

Two by the aquarium

Poison/Antidote Chest

She's a de Riva. Even away from Salle, away from their base in the Diamond, there's still expectations of her. Like keeping up with her microdosing regiment.

All pf her poisons and antidotes are labelled accordingly (she's a de Riva, they're all puns. Viago would be so proud.)

Journals

While not as extensive as Lucanis's logs, Sancha likes to keep track of the goings on of her day (basically all things not worth mentioning in her missives to Viago).

She also has a journal specifically for monitoring her reactions to the poisons she's taking. Growing up, she and her brother were the poison tester for the foods their previous Talon would ate. She's used to monitoring her reactions to any and everything.

Four on the bookcases

Box of letters

Call her sentimental, but she never gets rid of any of the letters she receives. Responses from Viago, correspondence from other members of her House, notes from Teia, they all stay stashed safely in the box.

Sewing kit

A simple (by Antivan standards) rollable sewing kit. While Sancha doesn't consider herself a seamstress, she knows how to mend clothes and how add decorative stitches to garments. It's practical, and it helps her to keep her focus when her mind just wants to wander.

Sleepcap & fabric strips

While her hair naturally has slight waves, Sancha prefers them more pronounced. She always makes sure to curl her hair before bed, always having strips of fabric ready for the job, and after all of her hair is in place, secures it with a sleeping cap.

Wicked Grace deck

Her favorite game! Sancha never had her own deck before her travels with Varric, he helped her pick it out. Another one of her prized possessions.

Two on the walls

House de Riva Banner

She is of House de Riva, she takes great pride in her House and her Talon. It's the only life she can remember, and even if it comes with hardships and things she'd rather not deal with, there alternative is much worse. While she may be away from Antiva, she can still have a bit of home hanging on her unfamiliar wall.

Did I put this together in a heraldry maker, yes, don't worry about it. I was honestly spitballing, I don't even have an idea for the motto, but I tried. XD (Also made this with the assumption that Viago had a new House Banner made once he gained control of the House because none of the symbolism would make sense for another Talon.)

The colors are purple and gold because those are historically the colors of royalty, and Viago's a royal bastard. The crow because, well, Crows, the snake representing Viago's (and be extension his house's) propensity for poison and the dagger because, again, Crows. Most of them are rogues with close combat training. I headcanon that House de Riva has a few orchards growing different fruits (apples, cherries, apricots (and almonds but that's neither here nor there) as one of their legal ways to make money, and to have a way to have an in house way to create certain poisons more easily (ie. cyanide).

Portrait of the Twins

A portrait of Sancha and her twin brother, Arlotto. While she doesn't exactly remember how long ago it was painted, at least 8 years ago, no more than five, it's them, together, and it always makers her feel happy to see him. Five years on and she still misses him terribly.

(Bless Photoshop filters and my skills at screenshot mashing to make this little attempt at a painting XD Pretend they look slightly younger and the background is an actual room thanks. <3)

I'm gonna tag @cute-ellyna, @the-font-bandit, @crushedv3lv3t, @larkinna, @kabsey, @auroraderiva, @rook-de-rivas & @suntamer <3

[obsolescent]

Coloring Inside the Lines

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Fem!Reader

Requested: "This but she colors in his tattoo with what she wants to buy to see if it’s the right shade or what she wants."

Author's Note: Ask at the end! Very firm believer of Simon following you around like a puppy, or more like a guard dog lol.

The bustling activity of the store makes the aisles a bit cramped, you and Simon snaking through other customers browsing. You’re doing your own shopping while he tags along, just happy to be in your presence. 

Pausing in front of an eyeshadow palette that had caught your eye online, you begin to test some of the shades on your skin. Swatching a couple shades, you turn your arm side to side to see the effects they have against the lighting in the store. 

Pursing your lips, you notice your skin has leftover residue from the other products you had tried. Trying your best to wipe the majority of it off, but some pesky undertones of certain colors remained. Needing a clean slate, you contemplate on where to test the shadows.

“Somethin’ the matter, love?” Simon leans over you, peering over your shoulder. You perk up at his question, gears turning. “Could I ask you for something?” You inquire, looking up at him, batting your lashes for good measure. 

Simon nods, smiling at you. “Of course, love, what is it?” You hold out the tester eyeshadow brush that has one of the colors swatched already. “Could I use your arm? To test out some of these, please?” You beg, doe eyed. 

He crosses his arms, tight black shirt straining against his muscles. Your eyes dart down to the display, unable to resist before snapping back up to his face, trying not to lose focus. He smirks, he knows what he’s doing, the damn looker.

He rolls his eyes, before holding one of his tattooed arms out for you. You squeal, saying, “Thank you, baby!” as you swipe the color over the top of his hand. The shimmering shade against his pale skin pops, looking much better without the remnants of other colors below it.

You begin to swatch the others, working down the palette, top of his quickly being filled by the hues. Your eyes drag up the expanse of his arm, another idea forming. Simon, currently distracted by his phone, doesn’t notice when you take the current color on the brush and begin to fill in an empty space in between the ink on his forearm.

Giggling to yourself, you continue until you’re done with the shades, all the different colors filling in the lower portions of his tattoos. It honestly doesn’t look bad, the colors complementing each other nicely. Simon takes this moment to glance at you, then to his arm. Chuckling, he says, “Nice job at fillin’ in,” He remarks, tilting his arm to look at your handiwork.

You smile at him, before walking over and grabbing a spray bottle with rubbing alcohol inside, along with some tissues. Wiping the makeup away from his arm and tattoos, he watches you with adoration. “Thanks for being my tester, darlin’,” You say, reaching up and kissing his cheek. “Of course, love. Any time.”

Ask:

[reserved-system]

Lizzie and Jimmy Splatoon AU

Local artist is normal about their own AU, more at 11

I had a little SplatAU Lizzie doodle floating around and decided to give her an actual design. Usually I'd draw her and Joel together but decided to give Jimmy a go. :] You know the drill! Rambles + bonus context under cut

WHERE DO I BEGIN IDGJDNH

Lizzie is a Range Blaster/Custom Range Blaster main and Jimmy is a Hydra Splattling main mostly but he can use just about any weapon class, just depends on what's needed.

Lizzie and Jimmy are the sorta friends that everything thinks are dating when really they're not, they're just really close friends going back to when they met at Uni. Lizzie and Joel dated for a few years before they eventually grew apart after Lizzie moved to Inkopolis for Uni but still left on good terms. One of those ‘they work better as friends than dating’ moments. But Lizzie does have eyes for this one Octoling that runs a cafe 👀 totally not Cleo WDYMM--

Lizzie went to Uni for a teaching degree and now works as a substitute teacher, but still makes time to splat it up! While Jimmy didn't really know what he wanted to do but settled on a marketing degree and got a job out of Uni as a weapons tester. Ya'know how in game new weapons are teased and showcased in matches before they're released in game? Think of Jimmy as one of those guys.

Like what if there was a company that kinda played around with the weapons and maybe produced and showcased different weapons that haven't hit stores yet. They see what a group of squids/octos would think about a new type of blaster, roller, what have you and take feedback on how to make that weapon either viable or put those ideas into other weapons. Jimmy would be one of these people who're like introducing the latest from [insert company] and try to pitch the weapon to other people. Someone may go hey we like that idea for a weapon, let's make it official! and then a fucking bath tub makes it into the game dbgibdih

Our mate Pancho lovingly refers to Jimmy as an influencer which I think is funny. Speaking of Jimmy, look at those ears! I wanted to give some inkling variations but what if some inklings from Inkopolis had larger than average ears. Like a regional adaptation so to speak. The only real differences that makes is well bigger ears and the tips taking up his secondary ink color whenever he changes ink colors.

Here's a bonus doodle so you see what I mean

I had a lot of fun making and designing these goobers if you couldn't tell :3 Also with Jimmy being from Inkopolis he was most likely living there during the first final Splatfest and that's what his shirt references!! It's the ink colors used during that but in shirt form. I think it's a fun call back because when we were drawing him the Splatoon 1 servers went offline and thought hey, why not. It might be a little loud/have a lot going all things considered but I think Jimmy is just that kinda Inkling.

[rotting-ink]

https://www.tumblr.com/rotting-ink/784012336362127360/is-being-a-beta-tester-fun-it-seems-so?source=share

Oh it's so fun! I totally haven't cried actual tears about the horrors of the game, and haven't been forcefully told to piss in inky's hole multiple times at all!!!

Haha haha

Noooo....

Totally not.....

(It's super fucking fun)

<3 It's a term of exasperation aimed at myself. <3 EHEHE

KISSES FOR DA RAVEN

[moononyx09]

The timeline of the bad endings in Splatoon (My AU)

Splatoon 2

Callie is found by Agent 4. The fight goes on as normal. Marie arrives with her low tide ink. However, she misses and Callie sneaks up behind her, forcing the hypnomask on her face. Agent 4, losing confidence, continues to fight, without the support of Marie. When it gets to the final stage, Agent 4 gets launched off the ride rails by DJ Octavio’s fist. Minutes away from death, Octavio gives Four a choice. Die, or join him. Not wanting to die, or have the pain of leaving both Callie and Marie on their own, Four decides they’ll take the latter option, and soon realizes the Octarians aren’t too bad.

Octo Expansion

As the elevator gets stuck, Hijacked Agent 3 is waiting for Eight. The fight goes on as normal, except Pearl and Marina are waiting on the surface. They already know what’s going to happen. All they need to do is wait for Eight to win against Three and carry out the plan to stop Tartar. But they don’t. Eight lost. Three takes them to be sanitized, as Cuttlefish breaks free. Meanwhile, Pearl and Marina are waiting anxiously for Eight’s arrival. It’s only when they realize… That it’s too late. Pearl is hit full force, leaving Marina distraught. She vows to make it right. She has to save Pearl. She has to save Eight. She has to save everyone. Splatoon 3

Cuttlefish is there to help Neo in the Crater. By now he has researched the ooze and has made a cure for it, hence why Neo can respawn. But by the time Cuttlefish is captured, Neo only has a jar of it left. Oh, and Deep Cut bully the heck out of Neo when they introduce themselves. They would’ve got more from the Squid Sisters… If they weren’t missing. This jar lasts Neo for a good while… Until right before the Frye boss kettle. The ooze is actually rather comforting… If it wasn’t for the fact that Neo was being turned into nothing more than a savage fuzzy inkling/octoling under the control of Mr Grizz… It would be pretty cute. Neo manages to capture Deep Cut and bring them all to Mr Grizz where he fuzzifies all of them. Cuttlefish dies and the plan goes through. Half of Earth is now fuzzy. At least the other half is ok… For now…

Side Order

Marina has completed the making of the Memverse. She has tracked down Eight and has put them in the position of the beta tester. She would’ve given them a companion… If Pearl was ok… Agent 4 was also tracked down and given the offer of being the Spire Defender. Which they accepted because Octavio had no real orders for them to complete. Agent 8, being sanitized, knew all the combat they needed to complete the Spire. But their consciousness along with Marina’s and others… Created Order. Which essentially possessed Marina and threw a spanner in the works. By the time Order had completed its plan, Eight and Four were both partially greyscaled, allowing some free will to remain intact. Not that it really mattered, as the other half of the world was now just a meaningless grey.

Loyalties

Agent 3: Tartar.

Agent 4: While being partially greyscaled, they’re still mainly loyal to Octavio. However, they do not want to upset Order, so serves it too.

Agent 8: Order, Tartar. Serves them both equally. Takes shifts inside the memverse, and shifts in the Metro.

Neo 3: Mr Grizz.

[thebrightestlodge]

WIP

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Inks for my Bloodborne goons. Tester looks as gallant as he can, and Malverna looks as innocent as she isn't ...

[vwritesaus]

It is no secret to anyone who knows him that Alastair Carstairs is an exceptional cook. Armed with the knowledge passed down from his mother and Risa, he felt it was his duty to keep the Persian traditions alive in their family, and the only way he felt comfortable doing it was through cooking. It was his escape when the piano keys felt slimy and sticky under his fingertips, and when his thumb and index fingers slowly became more and more smudged with ink stains from the mundane newspapers. Cordelia was the taste tester every time, no matter how burnt or salty or under seasoned his food was. He could trust her to give him an honest critique—and she always did, without preamble.       ‘Dadash, did you empty the entire Dead Sea into this? My tongue is burning.’       ‘Oh, this is better than last time! Just needs more chilli, it’s a bit on the mild side.’       ‘Alastair, this is extremely chewy. It’s meant to be softer, no?’       Though he would roll his eyes and pretend to be offended by every one of his sister’s comments, Alastair was glad for it all. It was their little pocket of solidarity in an otherwise distant relationship. Alastair’s own doing, of course, but he felt it necessary at the time.       He was four years old when he first showed an interest, according to Sona. By eleven, Alastair was comfortable enough to cook a couple of simple dishes without any help. By fifteen, he was a self-proclaimed master. Yes, he made mistakes sometimes—as all good cooks do—but he knew his way around a kitchen, just as Cordelia knew her way around Cortana. Naturally it was something he kept to himself: if he had disclosed to any of the boys who bullied him at the Shadowhunter Academy that he, a male, loved and knew how to cook, and was taught how to by the women in his life, it would have given them yet another few reasons to belittle and assault him.       Being his father’s son and a boy with darker skin was already too many reasons. So Alastair kept his passion quiet, known only to his mother, his sister, and Risa. He’s sure Elias never knew, for if he had, Alastair is certain he would have put a stop to it somehow. All it took was one remark to have Alastair give up and push it down. His love for piano and singing, for instance.       But Alastair and Cordelia made it a regular occurrence to take over the kitchen and get under Risa’s feet, in her words. He cherishes those memories, where flour would coat the front of his waistcoat and parts of Cordelia’s hair, and the fragrant aroma of cinnamon, cardamom and clove would fill the entire room alongside their laughter. They were just some of the good things he held onto whilst at the Academy.       But the Academy days are no more, and Elias’s domineering presence has fizzled out through fire and ash. Alastair is free to do whatever he wants to do and be whoever he wants to be, and cooking is only a part of it.

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well well, it has been a long time, hasn't it??

but here i am, back for good hopefully!! and with a wee fic i wrote for my bestest girl @drunkonimagination for her birthday back in july ✨ it's based on one of our first interactions together before we hit the dms and the hill i will die on that is alastair carstairs is great at cooking but a terrible baker. only just got around it posting it jkahdjasd. hope you all enjoy it, and i'll be back with some more fics soon!!

also pls ignore the title, it's the best thing i could come up with :')

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tagging people who might be interested: @edwinspaynes @purplebass @angeldaisies @faithfromanewperspective @tessherongraystairs @celias

let me know if you’d like to be added to or removed from the tag list!!

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⭐️UPDATES ON GOOP!SMG4 WEBSITE

hey chat and goop!4 enthusiasts, since the Team teasing us may allude to something big, that means I have to get a move on my biggest project yet. I thought I should share with you guys how it looks so far! (and a need of help from you guys...)

I finally got the colors right :)

Now, some context: there is a lot of evidence and mystery surrounding IGBP, especially signs of it appearing in new episodes. As co-CEO of the Goop!4 theory (hey that's me :D), I have to do my part as a theorist.

"Why a website?"

I want it to be a sort of source for anyone to use. Theorists, artists, writers, you name it. As much as I try to stay organized with my little pieces of the theory scattered everywhere, it is tiring for me (and I can imagine for some people) to go through this confusing treasure map of links and know which piece goes first. Everything will all be in one place and it'll be easier for me to send updates if new evidence comes up. Plus, you can share it in your socials and friends!

As I said, it'll be a source and that means everything has and will be examined to the smallest detail. Besides, you are talking to a theorist who's willing to study the stars for this theory.

I'm dead serious. And I'll do it for us with honor.

"Why do you call it goop!4?"

Familiar with my theories or not, I theorized how the black goo and the red monster are two separate parasites that correlate both characterwise and plotwise to SMG4 and Mr Puzzles respectively. Y'know Venom-style, host and parasite symbiosis.

So if you saw me going crazy saying "puzzlevision 2" or "eye of ra" in my episode reviews, this is why.

I could've named it simply "goo!4" but it doesn't sound just as silly. Look at me in the eye and tell me 4 isn't a silly little guy.

Goop!4 just fits! (Also it's a nice nod to "Gooby4")

Obviously, since college is still a thing, this project would take time to finish. I'm getting there though. BUT I do need a bit of help from you guys. Here's basically what I have so far for the website:

wiki-like pages of everything you need to know about the black goo and the red monster (appearances, abilities, etc.)

connections between each parasite to its corresponding host

hidden design/motifs details in the parasites that relate to IGBP's overall themes

puzzlevision+ and how goop!4 might come back in a future arc

a google form where anyone can submit evidence for me to look over

(and the usual website stuff such as an updates and about page)

As it is for the fans, you guys can tell me what should be included in this list, anything that you want to know or info that could help other people. I am planning to make a discussion-base platform like a Tumblr community and/or a strawpage, let me know which one you prefer. Also, probably in the future, I'm going to need a few beta testers before the official launch.

Anyway, I do want to thank each and every one of you for being on this incredible journey so far. For hearing me out, for showing excitement. It's been a pleasure. Of course, I'll continue with the other content I do, but this passion project is what Ink is all about.

For that, my dear fellows, things are about to get î̵̤n̵͇̍t̷̤̓e̶̜̍r̶̻̾e̴̫͂s̶̐͜t̶̮̀ì̶̙n̴͂͜g̶͖͝