#i need to fill and be filled

[sga-owns-my-soul]

reblog to give ur mutuals a soft lil kissy on the head

#i can't reblog this from everyone so this is just me giving all my mutuals a soft lil kissy on the head #if u see this #*muah* #soft lil kissy on the head #and if u don't want one u can have a head pat #or i can lovingly send soft lovey vibes your way #all options are valid #idk i just #need to spread some love today #i'm tired and sad and stressed #so i'm giving u all some love #bc i need to fill myself with more of it #love u all hope u have/are having a good day #mutuals #not stargate

[sangled]

don't let it sink in

#the amazing digital circus #tadc #digital circus #pomni #jax #ragatha #kinger #gangle #fanart #sang art #originally it was just the main 3 but the bottom corners needed something to fill them in..... #i also attempted to go all the way and include everyone #but i need to fucking sit down and plan out human!zooble and caine #1kn #5kn #10kn

[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.

#every time someones like ''AI will replace u" im like. u will have to fucking KILL ME #there is no replacement here bc i am not filling a position. i am just writing #and the writing is what i need to be doing #writeblr #this probably doesn't make sense bc its sooo frustrating i rarely speak it the way i want to #edited for the typo wrote it and then was late to a meeting lol #i love u people who mention my typos genuinely bc i don't always catch them!!!! :) it is doing me a genuine favor!!! #my friend says i should tell you ''thank you beta editors'' but i don't know what that means #i made her promise it isn't a wolf fanfiction thing. so if it IS a wolf thing she is DEAD to me (just kidding i love her) #hey PS PS PS ??? if ur reading this thinking what it's saying is ''i am financially capable of losing this'' ur reading it wrong #i write for free. i always have. i have worked 5-7 jobs at once to make ends meet. #i did not grow up with access or money. i did not grow up with connections or like some kind of excuse #i grew up and worked my fucking ASS OFF. and i STILL!!! wrote!!! on the side!!! because i didn't know how not to!!! #i do not write for money!!!! i write because i fuckken NEED TO #i could be in the fucking desert i could be in the fuckken tundra i could be in total darkness #and i would still be writing pretentious angsty poetry about it #im not in any way saying it's a good thing. i'm not in any way implying that they're NOT tryna kill us #i'm saying. you could take away our jobs and we could go hungry and we could suffer #and from that suffering (if i know us) we'd still fuckin make art. #i would LOVE to be able to make money doing this! i never have been able to. but i don't NEED to. i will find a way to make my life work #even if it means being miserable #but i will not give up this thing. for the whole world.

[paper-mario-wiki]

im not sure if it was the intent, but i read this post like it was the final page of a seinfeld manga chapter.

#image #seinfeld #i think that i'll write a manga some day #i'll email shounen jump and see if they have any slots they need filled #im happy to chip in #my art

[tio-trile]

Oops my hands slipped. Nimona drawings

(first image inspiration from the comic:

#Nimona #nimona netflix #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #my art #Puppy man needs to be held #Actually did a Nimona-inspired drawpile after seeing the film with coworkers but it's filled with NDA information HAHAHA #ONE DAY I can post those...

[uncanny-tranny]

Amatonormativity has destroyed so many people's understanding and acceptance of themselves, and it's heartbreaking.

Yes, it is normal to be in your 20s, 30s, or older and not have lost your virginity, had a first kiss, or a partner. It is normal to say that you aren't ready for those things, too! It is normal if your life doesn't follow the "college graduate -> engagement -> buying a home -> 2.5 kids and a dog" trajectory that so many people have idealized.

So many people associate maturity with losing your virginity, or having a first kiss, or a serious relationship, and I think that's a dangerous association. Maturity isn't gained through those things, and you don't have to have those experiences to be considered "mature" or "grown." It is not a bad thing to go at your pace. Nobody else can live your life but you. If you end up having those experiences, that's great! But it should be done because you want to experience them, not because you feel "broken" and "immature" without them.

#amatonormativity #ask to tag (genuine) #i honestly *wish* conversations like this were things i was exposed to when i was younger... #...maybe then i'd've felt less of a need to surpress my aromanticism and asexuality... #...the feeling of brokenness still trails behind me sometimes because so many of us are taught that this all WILL happen... #...we WILL fall in love. we WILL have a nuclear family. we WILL be satisfied with this... #...and that this is the IDEAL for cishet patriarchal structures... #...and that /any/ deviation to the SLIGHTEST degree is that fault of the *individual*. who WOULDN'T want this life? #there's this idea like i said that maturity is gained as you almost... adhere to expectations... #...and that's genuinely dangerous to associate maturity with that and i hope you can fill in those gaps because it can get dark fast

[tgcg]

#davekat #dave strider #karkat vantas #homestuck #songart #4 full disclosure i did the drawig with my mouse but did a lot ov the filling in w tablet #bc u need 2 be fast&accrate for tone variation

[ruporas]

endless love!

[ID Two drawing collage pages of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. In the first collage, top corner, Wolfwood looks upwards disgruntled with a flushed expression, lying against a pillow, as his hair is being pet by Vash's hand. Next shows Vash and Wolfwood from behind, Wolfwood with his top bare and hickies covers around his nape area. Vash lifts hair away from his nape and asks, "More?" Wolfwood nervously says, "No." Next is a side profile of Vash, his arms around Wolfwood from behind while Wolfwood rests his hands against Vash's arms. Next to this are two smaller drawings; Vash turns to Wolfwood and says repetitively, "Wolfwood, Wolfwood..." Wolfwood, not looking at him, says "What?" He finally turns his head and looks shocked as he exclaims, "So close!" Vash says plainly, "You just noticed?" Below these is a drawing of Vash and Wolfwood sitting together as Vash kisses and hugs him from behind with his right arm around Wolfwood's neck and his left hand around his side. He also has his right leg propped against Wolfwood's knee. Bottom of the page has a comic. Wolfwood looks annoyed, speaking to himself, "Where is that idiot?! Need to get out of town before--" A chat bubble exclaims, "Wolfwood!" The next panel shows Vash running from the townspeople, small text saying "Get him! Vash the stampede!". Wolfwood, mad and about to pull the Punisher off his shoulder, says, "Argh, you fucking dumbass!" Vash exclaims, "Ah, don't!" before pulling Wolfwood into a quick kiss. He then tugs on Wolfwood's collar and says, "There's no need to shoot, just run!" Wolfwood stammers, "R-right..." with a flushed, dumbstruck expression.

Second collage; Top left, Wolfwood spoons Vash in bed, his arms around his chest and the other beneath Vash's head. Vash has his hand on top of Wolfwood's as he sleeps while Wolfwood lies awake. Behind this drawing is faint sketches of Vash's face. In a small panel, Wolfwood hides in Vash's neck as he mumbles to himself "Stop. Stop thinking embarrassing things, Wolfwood..." Beneath this drawing is another of them in bed, Vash now turned to Wolfwood and a hand on his cheek as he kisses him good morning. In a simpler style, Vash wraps an arm tightly around wolfwood with the text "snork mimimi" next to him while Wolfwood says, "We need to get up. Spikey! HEY!" In this corner, there are faint sketches of Vash and Wolfwood; one of them looking at each other; Vash kissing Wolfwood's forehead; Wolfwood saying, "Hand" with an outstretch hand and Vash says "ok" behind a drawing of them holding hands, both turned away from each other shyly. Next is a 4 panel comic. First shows Wolfwood's face getting squished by Vash's hands with the text "squish" around his face. Next, his cheeks are stretched with the text "Chee--" Wolfwood then hits Vash's face with his palm, exclaimining "That hurts!" The last shows Vash on Wolfwood's lap, smiling to himself as he continues to have Wolfwood's face in his hands. Next to this is another comic; A close up of their hands, Vash holding Wolfwood's with both of his. He then kisses the palm of Wolfwood's palm and says, "They're soft!" Wolfwood looks at him with flushed cheeks, "There's no way that's true..." END ID]

#vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun #trigun maximum #just posting first for now!!! wanted to have these two spreads together grah #ive been weirdly selective when it comes to posting on tumblr but i really need to start dropping everything from twitter/insta onto here... #anyway what is there to say... i like to just draw them being in love and silly. there are so many flavors to vw #and i so happened to really enjoy the intimate sickeningly affectionate aspect of it... lays down... #give these two touch and loved starved selfless individuals the chance to pour their entire being into loving the other.... #thoguh in particular i drew these both for wolfwood wednesday (which is everyday to me) so theyre wolfwood centric #i think for some time i was just seeing a lot of work of vash being loved by wolfwood and obviously that makes sense #ww loves that fool so much and will love him two times as much for the love vash refuses to give himself #but i also love wolfwood and desperately needed to see wolfwood being loved so i drew it #bc it goes both ways... i def believe that ww would be adamant about giving affection to vash at first bc vash would hesitate asking #but once he gets comfortable vash's love pours and he'd noticed too that ww avoids getting spoiled affectionately bc of his own issues #vash is. stubborn to me. more so than wolfwood. he will destroy him with love!!!!!!!!!!! #and wolfwood will adjust and get used to it. being loved. loving. steadily but slowly as his days are filled with soft touches and reminders #that he's being handled gently and with care for the first time in a long time #ruporas art

[copepods]

sleeping god

#this was so hard to finish because my drawing programs ui is as bright as the fucking sun and i literally couldnt see what i was doing #looks to the moon #rainworld #rain world #art #fish makes art #also i know clouds end below the top of their cans but i needed to fill that empty space with SOMETHING

[hedgehog-moss]

I just read a detailed account of the Bal des Ifs and I’d never realised how funny this event was when you don’t focus on Madame de Pompadour. All I was taught at school is that it was the masquerade ball in 1745 where Louis XV first took (public) notice of la Pompadour, but what I didn’t know was that the former royal mistress had recently died so there was a vacancy so to speak, and a lot of noblewomen showed up specifically hoping to catch the King’s attention. 

But he came dressed up as a shrub (a yew tree similar to the ones in the royal topiary gardens) along with seven other men in identical costumes, so no one knew for sure which one was the King. People always focus on how Madame de Pompadour recognised the royal shrub and talked to him, but what about the women who didn’t!! History is written by the winners but I want to hear about the women who doggedly danced the minuet with random shrubs hoping this one was the one. My book mentions that a determined noble lady followed a yew tree outside the room on a hunch, only to find that she had bet on the wrong shrub. This is what the shrub costumes looked like by the way, imagine stalking one all over the park of Versailles at night because you think his gait looks kingly and you are an ambitious noblewoman

#findings #this ball was a mess! at one point the versailles bouncers gave up on checking the guests and anyone could walk in so #commoners were going in just to fill their pockets with food from the buffet to sell it on the marketplace the next day #the infanta of spain danced with a masked man who was so knowledgeable about spanish royal gossip she believed him to be #a grandee of spain but he turned out to be a former cook at the spanish court #i need to find a book or a thesis on versailles masquerade balls

[leafwateraddict]

Handful of sketches of sans inspired by @htsan’s sansnomaly (this post specifically)

Been having brainrot of the boi lately

#undertale #sans #sansnomaly #hes such a guy #sans x reader #sans x self insert #doing that grid pattern on procreate was so awful actually #i need to make a brush for it cuz i had to individually fill in each square 😭 #anyways #the guy ever #boutta pass out gn ✌️ #my art #leafs art

[nouverx]

Needed a little break from digital art for a few days so I decided to fill a few pages of my sketchbook with StaticMoth 📺🦋 I haven't used my poscas in a while damn

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin vox #hazbin valentino #staticmoth #voxval #hazbin hotel vox #my art #sketchbook #traditional art #posca markers #posca art #my very first time drawing Valentino ahah #I should draw Velvette too damn #I love the vees I cant wait to see more of them in season 2 #yeah sorry I just needed to get off my screen for a while and I havent been filling my sketchbook for a month #it won't fill itself sadly

[sneakyguest]

.

#hng #really wishing for a peen rn #why is gender even a thing #why can't i have both? #the wish usually ain't this strong #god why couldn't i have both sets? #i need to fill and be filled #what is dysphoria anyway? #I'm not mad that i have a vagina #I'm jus greedy

[luckyspit]

i be like “im sooo well behaved” then once im in your bed its chaos. its 2am and you want to sleep? too bad, its playtime. time to bite you. time to ask you 37 different ways if we can go outside and run around. ouhhaugh ohh noo i’m biting your neck. time to watch animations on youtube, no don’t look away, here comes a really good part, open your eyes. ahhh im biting your arm. time to ask you to list every single thing you like about me, and it better be detailed, i will NOT stop until you elaborate. oops, biting your thighs. time to shove my hand in your boxers, are you falling asleep??? bite bite bite.

#i heard the doctor said you needed more annoying bfs #i can help you fill ur prescription btw #ftm nsft #mlm nsft #ftm t4t #t4t nsft #hi ribbit

[ricky-mortis]

Some pose practice with my favorite spy

#ignore the bottom one #I had a weird horizontal space on the bottom that I didn’t know how to fill #so that was what I chose to do #I am fully aware I could’ve cropped it out #but it’s too late for that #I love him though #I just realized I’ve been doing a lot of very static poses recently #something I def need to get better at #and thus #practice #agent curt mega #Curt mega #spies are forever #tin can bros #tw: guns #tw: alcohol #tw: banana #my art #:)

[zoe-oneesama]

For the Kwamis you have figured out, what are their roles in the Angelic Layer au?

Plagg and Tikki - Game MC Nooroo and Duusu - Agreste Manor Butler and Maid Trixx - Rena Rouge fan Wayzz - Fu and Marianne's Son (in his 40s) Pollen - Head of Bourgeois Angelic Layer Maintenance Mullo - Piffle Princess Employee (all of them) Longg - Tsurugi "Chauffeur" (ie Bodyguard) Sass - Backstage Coordinator Kaalki - Layer Hot Girl Orikko - Layer Hot Boy Barkk - Receptionist at the Practice Arena Fluff - Cashier/Waitress at the Tournament Arena Cafeteria Daizzi - Hospital Nurse Roarr - Purple Tigress fan

#so I just need some for Ziggy Stompp and Xuppu #I have a 'maybe' idea for Ziggy but it'll depend on what I do with Nathaniel in his chapter #I started by filling out roles that were IN Angelic Layer like the employees #and then worked backwards to try to make the kwamis fit with their original holders if I could #alau #alau:kwamis #angelic layer au