#someone take this away from me

[scattered-under-moonlight]

The "So much has changed but I'm the same, Yes I'm the same" to the "Then I'll become the Monster" pipeline is so brutal

[noscomephobic]

My little bishops, or MLB is an AU where cult of the lamb is in a pony setting. Naturally, you'd think there's no intense lore but whoever told you that is a liar. Think of a carefully, delicately, woven tapestry.

While everyone is a pony there are MANY key features for bishops, infant gods, and even the guides!

Bishops have "Kirin" horns and large wings, their skin tends to fade into numerous different colors, normally their original skin color just darker. They have large authority above other ponies and mate for life.

Infant gods are similar to their gods but very different physically, as they are not ascended gods yet. Their wings are smaller along with their horns. Their skin fades into a purplish red. The crown given to them is not their horn but rather a tiny spirit that is always with them. Like the gods, they mate for life. They have simple powers, unlike their bishop. The power grows over time.

Travelers, or specifically Clauneck, Kudaai, and Chemach, are special cases. Clauneck, being blessed by the fates has a Kirin horn but small wings. Kudaai, blessed by the tears of war has a Kirin horn and normal ram-like horns along with small wings. Chemach has the physical traits of a bishop, she has a crown after all.

[kelbunny]

I found a new toy that I am definitely using correctly and definitely not for the sillies.

[crow-gothtree]

more aizawa with pretty lighting

i get to a point in the drawing process sometimes where I have to just stop.

I didn't stop its a problem...

I did fix the eye size issue atleast

[asmo-cosmetics]

hey i bet mammon had a crush on simeon as a kid because he was his older brother's cool best friend who was pretty and nice to him and he's still really embarrassed about it which is why he picks on luke more than the others

[ncsdlr]

I hate writing fight scenes, especially a fight scene with friends. currently, I'm stuck writing exactly that🤫

[timaeusterrored]

In terms of cyberpunk OCs I now have five. He’s a netrunner and he doesn’t have a name yet but his pintrest board is called Netrunner Edgelord SO🥰

[atlas-hope]

so. i had an idea

[who-tf-soddhi]

help i have more than 2000 posts im on here wayy too much 😭😭

[stealthwitch]

Field of Dreams (1989) walked so Angels in the Outfield (1994) could run

[tubesock86]

soft

[bread-art]

guys I unfortunately got my hands on baldur’s gate. you will never hear from me again. I will be attached to my laptop for the rest of eternity.

[calist4r]

Toji Fushiguro

(Req) Random toji boyfriend texts

A/n: day 828288228 trying to convince myself I don’t like Toji like that

[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.

[shblackwoodart]

happy borth king <3

[xymustdie]

i think about this video too much