#i don't know what the fuck i'm doing

[nickkcha]

I hate when a Leosagi fanart looks like this:

LET THEM BOTH BE THE BIG ASS HAND AND MUSCULAR MEN🫵🫵

[ghostaholics]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥〖 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐑!𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 〗 (the full-length series for this)

➵ PAIRING: neighbor! Simon 'Ghost' Riley x baker fem!reader ➵ TAGS/WARNING(S): grump x sunshine trope; swearing; mentions of eating and detailed descriptions of food; friends-to-lovers; some hijinks; eventual 18+ content (tagged as such later if wanting to avoid) ➵ SYNOPSIS: All of Simon’s neighbors – absolute tossers the lot of them are, except maybe the new one who’s just moved in two doors down the hall from him. ➵ A/N: tag list closed; any asks or comments about updates will be deleted

✧〖 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 〗

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 (𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔); 70% complete @ 5.6k

✧〖 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒 〗

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 (𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥) 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐠 (𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥) 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 (𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯)

[nic-42]

Toichi disappears in his sleep and wakes up in his old "game dens" where Past!yuusaku finds him and tries to slit his throat.

part two wip under cut

Past!toichi was hars as fuck

[the-insomniac-emporium]

taxes are confusing. I need to understand them (the basics at least) before I can finish setting up my commissions (so I don't fuck myself over).

really wish my health hadn't prevented me from getting a job when I was younger. starting out as self-employed feels... complicated.

[mail-posting]

I hate being so fucking apathetic to everything until I'm crying about it. Why couldn't you have cared BEFORE you dumb bitch?? I think I'm a horrible person.

[penname-artist]

Saying the word 'Animation' in the most incorrect way

Amamation

Anination

Amble Ashun

Annie Mason

Amber Cremation

Apple Station

Ample Sedation

Camel Laceration

Mammal Lactation

Holy Bible Radio Station

Anime Vacation

Atin-Lay Alteration

Sandy Insubordination

Planty the potted Plantation

[peppidableppi]

I remember I was talking to my friend about what music team blue would listen to and when we got to specs they said "oh he would probably just listen to regular trending music yk the kind spotify pushes a lot"

NO. LISTEN IDC IF I'M THE ONLY ONE BUT SPEC'S PLAYLIST 100% ONLY HAS HEATHERS, HAMILTON, AND CAVETOWN. (he is definitely a theatre kid, change my mind)

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Me: Well I got a bunch of stills.....now what? Brain: Do a slide show video like you did in high school Me: But I don't have Windows Movie Maker. And wouldn't that be just........going backwards? I use moving clips now..... Brain: It's not like they are moving clips, you gotta do something, get creative. At least you have effects now. Me: .....at least I have effects now.....huh..... hmmmmm

[artkaninchenbau]

A h-heartfelt reunion..?

Bonus

[argothiathedreamer]

FRUSTRATION (Art-Related)

[maeamian]

Part of the reason that Republicans are so desperately acting like they will never lose again is because they are deeply terrified that this is their last real chance to win. The big orange dipshit came in and gutted the party of everyone who wasn't a loyalist, which left it full of nasty little gremlins who have gaping voids where charisma and human decency is supposed to go.

They still hold a lot of power, but if we stop them this year the next presidential election may not be the Most Important One Of Your Life™, that's not a guarantee or anything, but if they don't win here and now their future looks grim, this dipshit is the only guy they have left and he's extremely diminished and has his brains leaking out of his ears at this point. We can beat him into the ground.

So that's what we're gonna fucking do. We're gonna break these fucking fash. They will crash upon us and we're gonna break their fucking necks. When they come for us they will lose because they're fucking losers and we have each other's backs which is something they fundamentally are incapable of comprehending.

[seven-oh-four]

I'm still pretty new to chess, can anyone tell me what I'm supposed to do if my opponent plays the Eight Fucking Bears opening? I'm really having trouble.

[brainrotcharacters]

the easy grip on the knife. the leg over the seat. the hand over the other seat. the sassy "come get it" move. you know the bitch is smiling behind that mask even as he said the line.

[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.

[egophiliac]

do skully have pokemon?

Pumpkaboo is the obvious one, but y'know, sometimes the obvious one is the right one! (we'll say SUPER SIZE Pumpkaboo, just for fun. big pumpkin for big skeleton boy.) and another person actually also suggested Greavard, which I somehow hadn't considered, but feels so perfect that I feel like I should have. dangit.

(they can also have little Nightmare Suit costumes :D)

[theabigailthorn]

"Good" Acting

i have a theory that a lot of people say acting is "good" when they're emotionally moved by it, and a lot of cishet white people have a lifelong habit of not listening or empathising when minoritised people speak, so minority actors get called "bad" even when they display some pretty fucking amazing technical skill