#i rarely go hungry

[turnipoddity]

Yo thanks for the good nights sleep bro 🙏 I'm not usually a horror fan (besides Hannibal) BUT I FOUND YOUR ART AND IT'S SO YUMMY I LOVE IT, so I started reading some chainshipping fics, then started getting into Saw the musical (cus of my theatre kid genes) btw the musical is an absolute masterpiece wtf. Then I finally watch Saw which was a lot more funny than I anticipated and honestly after watching that movie I slept like a baby so thanks for that. I can't stop thinking about these tragic little gay guys so.... Not really thanks for that but yeah 😍🫶

Interesting order of list….

[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.

[medicinemane]

American tasked with making an analogy: "Is like highway"

[aria0fgold]

WAIT!!! I just remembered something. Core memory unlocked but like-- slightly bad one. Is there long lasting damage to the stomach from being starved for long periods of time? I think my stomach got fucked cuz of that actually.

[milkbreadtoast]

DUNMESHI EP 3 WAS SOOOO BEAUTIFUL OMG THE ANIMATION WAS SO GOOD😭😭😭 LAIOS IS SO CUTE I LOVE HIM... hes so smart... one of the most likeable male anime protags ive seen in a while... 1 of the most likeable protags period tbh anyway hes good🥺

[rapidhighway]

I want Knuckles to have a separate adventure with every character is that so much to ask. I want them in the same room blease. Talking, even. I just want more of the dynamics Knuckles has with others. Someone go smash that emerald into one billion pieces so they boy can go see his friends

[icewindandboringhorror]

Misc. photos from the past year or so ~

[nervocat]

Sometimes I forget abt my hunger. Unless I'm made aware of it and ppl start to worry I haven't eaten much today

[1roentgen]

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[moomoorare]

Mm hungey

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

Glad I went to demand a refund after Freddy joked about their "fancy" cooking.

[fuwushiguro]

Just got home from what was meant to be an afternoon out to sleeping at my besties house 😭 literally left while everyone was still asleep the hangover fear is setting in x

[yrlocalghost]

i’m the hungry starver

[wolfpackmuses]

@keepmovinjunior asked: "" woah. down boy. you're a big guy, aren't ya. " (for steele! meg and steele is cute i need it)"

From: Unprompted Ask || Always Accepting!

Normally it was a pretty rare occurrence for Steele to have much of anyone come across and be kind to him in some way. Maybe it was because he didn't exactly look friendly or anything. Maybe it was because dogs weren't too terribly common in some parts of the world and that even less seemed to be around in ancient times? He wouldn't be able to tell to be honest, but he at least was under the impression that he wasn't hated or anything here. It was a better start than most places he seemed to go at least.

And it seemed Meg was friendly enough. Maybe he could swipe her for some sympathy and get some free food. That was always a good option in his mind and he was more than willing to test the theory out. After all, if it didn't work, he could always try again later. It was a win-win!

He approached her with a bit of caution and he lifted his head a bit to look at Meg and gave a friendly tail wag as he walked closer to her, sniffing her gently to see fi she truly was friendly and all. It didn't take long for him to make that decision and he got up on his hind legs to move his head in to lick her face a few times before she told him to get down, which he obliged.

He gave a few more friendly tail wags and gave an excited bark as he circled her a few times, just trying to see if she had any food on her, which he found she didn't. Which was a bit disappointing, but maybe he could still try and coax her into giving some food and all. So that was his next plan.

He sat in front of her and tilted his head to one side, giving a few small whine to try and indicate he was hungry. Whether or not she would get the message he wasn't entirely sure of, but he liked his chances if he was honest.

Maybe she would help him out, maybe she wouldn't. That was entirely dependent on how she was feeling and there was only so much he could do to try and convey he wanted good. After all, it wasn't like any was around for him to motion to, so... it may just turn into a giant guessing game between the two of them.

[tofixtheshadows]

I've been thinking a lot lately about how Kabru deprives himself.

Kabru as a character is intertwined with the idea that sometimes we have to sacrifice the needs of the few for the good of the many. He ultimately subverts this first by sabotaging the Canaries and then by letting Laios go, but in practice he's already been living a life of self-sacrifice.

Saving people, and learning the secrets of the dungeons to seal them, are what's important. Not his own comforts. Not his own desires. He forces them down until he doesn't know they're there, until one of them has to come spilling out during the confession in chapter 76.

Specifically, I think it's very significant, in a story about food and all that it entails, that Kabru is rarely shown eating. He's the deuteragonist of Dungeon Meshi, the cooking manga, but while meals are the anchoring points of Laios's journey, given loving focus, for Kabru, they're ... not.

I'm sure he eats during dungeon expeditions, in the routine way that adventurers must when they sit down to camp. But on the surface, you get the idea that Kabru spends most of his time doing his self-assigned dungeon-related tasks: meeting with people, studying them, putting together that evidence board, researching the dungeon, god knows what else. Feeding himself is secondary.

He's introduced during a meal, eating at a restaurant, just to set up the contrast between his party and Laios's. And it's the last normal meal we see him eating until the communal ending feast (if you consider Falin's dragon parts normal).

First, we get this:

Kabru's response here is such a non-answer, it strongly implies to me that he wasn't thinking about it until Rin brought it up. That he might not even be feeling the hunger signals that he logically knew he should.

They sit down to eat, but Kabru is never drawn reaching for food or eating it like the rest of his party. He only drinks.

It's possible this means nothing, that we can just assume he's putting food in his mouth off-panel, but again, this entire manga is about food. Cooking it, eating it, appreciating it, taking pleasure in it, grounding yourself in the necessary routine of it and affirming your right to live by consuming it. It's given such a huge focus.

We don't see him eat again until the harpy egg.

What a significant question for the protagonist to ask his foil in this story about eating! Aren't you hungry? Aren't you, Kabru?

He was revived only minutes ago after a violent encounter. And then he chokes down food that causes him further harm by triggering him, all because he's so determined to stay in Laios's good graces.

In his flashback, we see Milsiril trying to spoon-feed young Kabru cake that we know he doesn't like. He doesn't want to eat: he wants to be training.

Then with Mithrun, we see him eating the least-monstery monster food he can get his hands on, for the sake of survival- walking mushroom, barometz, an egg. The barometz is his first chance to make something like an a real meal, and he actually seems excited about it because he wants to replicate a lamb dish his mother used to make him!

...but he doesn't get to enjoy it like he wanted to.

Then, when all the Canaries are eating field rations ... Kabru still isn't shown eating. He's only shown giving food to Mithrun.

And of course the next time he eats is the bavarois, which for his sake is at least plant based ... but he still has to use a coping mechanism to get through it.

I don't think Kabru does this all on purpose. I think Kui does this all on purpose. Kabru's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder should be understood as informing his character just as much as Laios's autism informs his. It's another way that Kabru and Laios act as foils: where Laios takes pleasure in meals and approaches food with the excitement of discovery, Kabru's experiences with eating are tainted by his trauma. Laios indulges; Kabru denies himself. Laios is shown enjoying food, Kabru is shown struggling with it.

And I can very easily imagine a reason why Kabru might have a subconscious aversion towards eating.

Meals are the privilege of the living.