#it's on the way I promise

[hexavexen]

ASK MINI EVENT - POTION PANIC

It seems Hex has found his way into Vulcan’s potion stash. He’s been overcome with a devious idea...

HOW WILL THIS WORK?

You reply or interact on this post with your OC or RP blog. Say your character name, then pick a number OR say “random.”

If you have any preferences of character or blog (or run from a mod blog) send an ask or comment so.

I send this guy to your inbox with a potion in hand to bash it over their head!

Do whatever you please with the ask! Keep it, delete it, or have your OC drink milk immediately.

I WILL SEND THE ASKS ON FEBRUARY 1st, 2023. PLEASE INTERACT BEFORE THEN!

The potion effects are predetermined and NONE of them are particularly harmful, though they ARE very varied! Think of them like magic anons. 

RULES:

I’m just throwing an ask your way, not drawing. Have fun, but this doesn’t have to be an interaction!

Ask/OC/Character blogs only, 

One potion per OC, but I can send up to 2 asks per blog.

If you don’t specify a potion number, I’ll hit you with a random one.

YES, YOU CAN GET DUPLICATES. There’s no limit to how many there are total.

Thank you to everyone for your interest and support! <3

[starridge]

dropping this and fleeing like a deer in the woods

[artisfaction]

[chloesimaginationthings]

How to calm down Roxy in FNAF security breach

[hinamie]

sry i have chronic only draws megumi disorder the doctor said it's terminal :/

[bluegiragi]

aware (part 2)

early access + nsfw on patreon

[vampyfrnk]

Happy 20th Anniversary, Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge!

[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.

[brellafan]

This is probably what sniperscout looks like to a person who knows nothing about tf2

[drenched-in-sunlight]

i love the DLC man

[nyancrimew]

would u guys kill me if i published a slightly audience-alienating but honest opinion piece about how some people understand my work vs what im trying to inspire w my work

[im-so-done-with-myself]

These old men have invaded my head....

An extra drawing with Stan being their number one supporter and hater

[canisalbus]

I like to think that Vasco brushes Machete's hair when he's hurt or had a bad day because it calms them down.

[drac0line1nn1t]

Part 1 | Part 2

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael teaches Gregory the old FNAF technique

[ftmtftm]

Honestly, the most genuine advice I can give to other traumatized queer people who were traumatized by other queer people is that you need to internalize the fact that queer people who share an identity with your abuser(s) are not your abuser(s).

You cannot project your trauma onto others in that way. It is not fair to you and it is not fair to them. I understand. It's a fear response. It's PTSD. It's trauma. But you cannot let it control the way you view other queer people who are not your abuser(s) because they are not your abuser(s).

Queer people are just that - people. We can hurt each other. We can traumatize each other. We can do horrific things to each other just like any other human being can. But you cannot fall into the mind trap of blanketing your trauma around entire identities. The problem with your abuser(s) is that they abused you, not that they were a particular kind of queer.