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.
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let’s talk ab flustered, beefy and inexperienced pro hero!deku who is flushed pink to the tips of his ears, he thinks you're so pretty and is so nervous around you… he might be going insane with the way your lips wrap around him, he had no idea your tongue could feel that good. his head is spinning and he’s cumming down your throat so fast, your mouth is just - so warm and perfect.. you're perfect and he is in utter bliss, surrounded by you, mind clouded with thoughts of what you could do to him, what he wants to do to you.
pro hero!deku who stumbles out praises at every given opportunity and god, they’re so sincere. he's so observant and obsessed, of course he's gonna be specific when he compliments you, there's so much to say but now his eyes are rolling back with the way your throat squeezes around his cock n he almost misses the tears falling from your eyes at his length. he can’t stop groaning out endless compliments n when he realizes how much you get off on it all? you’d feel his cock is twitching in your mouth, he’s reveling in your choked whines n his brain is buzzing on the realization that praising you makes your hole squeeze him tighter. you were made for him and he has to tell you.
pro hero!deku who has amazing hands but absolutely no idea how to use them, as if he won't go insane trying. izuku, who lacks in skill but makes up in determination and dedication. he takes notes on what you like and what you don't n he craves figuring out how to make you cum just as quickly as you made him. he might be inexperienced but he’s going to figure out a way to make you see stars.
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hiii my loves,, just wanted to tell u that i wont be able to post anything for the next two months or so.. also that im not ignoring any asks i’m just super busy these days and i’ll only get busier :((( so please take care of yourselves meanwhile <3333 i love youuuuu 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 (also thank u for the sweetest feedback on my latest fics u guys make me giggle like an idiot from happiness)
but good news is u’ll get a long series in july then another one after it I JUST NEED MY SUMMER BREAK… ill be back my beloved stayblr… wait for me;;;;;
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IM HOME !! i still have lots to catch up on online but i wanted to post before i crash & go to sleep to say thank u guys so so much for all of the super sweet asks & messages !! it was a weird few days but coming here & getting nothing but love & kindness made it so much easier, i love uu 💐🤍
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I'm just gonna say this right now
Based on that lost media short that became found media
"starscreams fantasy"
I wholeheartedly believe starscream would make megatron wear a playboy bunny outfit while he serves him drinks
He literally calls him his "personal servant"
Bro legit wants megan on his knees, praising him, worshipping him AND his robo coc
HE IGNORES BLACKARACHNIA- SHE IS In CHAINS AND FOR WHAAAAAAAAAT
BRUH
THAT MAN WANT ASS
MAN ASS
GAY
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Life is a fuckig. Ouroboros snake where socializing is exhausting and I need to isolate to recover, but also I have so many people I love dearly and spending time with them keeps me aliev OTL
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HEY update timeline info!
ik i’ve been sharing more snippets lately and that is because my life has finally quieted down a bit (i finished the two giant massive huge projects i’ve been working on at my job for the last two months! one was a poster w the most detailed illustration i’ve ever done! like i spent 20+ hours on that bitch! & the other was a 40-page magazine i art directed & designed by myself from scratch! and now they are both DONE and subsequently have taken on the role of being my biological children! AND i actually followed through & uploaded them both to my portfolio site in a timely fashion!) so now i have lots more creative energy to work on writing chapter 9 🕺🕺
no set date bc i don’t do those, but since it’s been a while i just wanted to update u that it’s coming along easier now! 💞💖💕💗💕💖💞
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