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lil-gae-disaster · 28 days
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I'M CRAZY LIKE TODAY I WROTE OVER 1 PAGE OF DIN A 4 CHECKERED PAPER AGAIN WITH A MINI HANDWRITING
My hand hurts
But it was worth it >:3
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haha does it ever like destroy you a little bit sometimes how you are made up completely of other people. like blackberries are my favorite fruit because of that one time my best friend and i found a bush by the creek i lived by when we were seven and i started writing poetry in all lowercase because of a boy i don’t talk to anymore and i dance the way i do because of someone i saw through a window in a city i’ve only been to once and i learned to write my a’s the way i do because of my sister who learned it from my mom who learned it from her mom who learned it from her dad and my first kiss was a girl who sat on the same bus seat as me in fourth grade and everything i say i learned from someone else and everything i am i took from someone else and it’s funny or something. i am made up completely of melted down pieces of other existences. it’s weird man
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afailedphoenix · 1 month
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Alcohol ink on Yupo Paper, editing in Photoshop. I scan my images in at roughly 4000 resolution, to be able to zoom in on the textures. The first image is the full image, the others are close-ups. Not sure I'm done with this one.. but I should be, because at this point I'm abusing color :)
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summerdawning · 2 years
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LABYRINTHINE HAUNTS—THERE’S NO WAY OUT OF YOUR CHILDHOOD HOME
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mando-cyare · 2 months
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POV: reading a fanfic and finding MULTIPLE INSTANCES of my own work being directly copied
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kyupodraws · 9 months
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Drawing for @markersnmadness, to showcase how to breakdown complex designs.
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jo-march-wannabe · 2 months
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Simultaneously annoyed by and proud of the ink stains covering my hands
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sedlex · 5 months
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eagle-tuft · 4 months
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Recuerda siempre lavarte las manos antes de poner tus alitas en cualquiera de tus chicas u.u
En esta oportuninad, vemos que el águila descuidada recogió un bolígrafo que encontró en la calle, sin percatarse de que este estaba roto y manchó todas sus alitas de tinta. Luego de eso le dio sus manoseos de todos los días a sus chicas, esta vez dejando evidencia para todo el mundo de las cosas que hace °:)
Ft. @palomita963 @nyr4a-m3ow
Idea hecha en parte por @palomita963 ♡
Dibujos hecho el 23/10/23 y 3/11/23 respectivamente
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What the-
I'm left-handed, how the hell did that even happen?!?😂 And that was a good pen😭
Any chance someone knows how to get rid of ink stains faster than wash-often-and-wait-it-out?😅 I'll try dish soap lmao. Idc about looking like a Smurf silly, I just don't want to leave stains on everything I touch haha.
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a really weird poem about revolution
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lil-gae-disaster · 1 month
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I have started using my (overly pink which I don't like but it's my only one) fountain pen again
So now not only my left hand is full of ink (aka I wrote on it) my right is too (because I refuse to hold the pen properly and get ink on my fingers)
Equality among hands is important.
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tomsmusictaste · 2 years
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Love Is Dead And We Killed Her + Opening Lines
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hazard-ghoul · 2 years
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Inspired by corpse bride’s song tears to shed as well as the black flame candle from hocus pocus! Feel free to take inspiration too. Tag me I’d love to see your take on the candle!
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wyzechyld · 11 months
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eden particles displaced
Eden particles displaced --- by me
The knowledge of fruit bears the fruit of knowledge, so refrain from obstructing its path. Always inquire about what is yet to blossom, but let it be undisturbed, the impediment that disrupts it. In moments of vulnerability, strength takes root. In a world devoid of reason, everything becomes comprehensible, until you find the words to explain it.
A wolf remains unaware of its weakness, just as a bird with broken wings still attempts to soar. Permissibility extends to all, yet not everything proves advantageous. What benefits one may benefit many. Many will forever yearn for more than just one. With relentless desire, they shall squander their fleeting days. Reveling and feeling empty.
It is simpler to condemn what eludes understanding than to seek comprehension, yet simplicity invites death. Beware of becoming entangled in the pursuit of knowledge, for knowledge does not equate to power, and power can deceive. Someday, the scroll of time upon which we dance will roll up and engulf us entirely. On that day, whether I transmute, transcend, or traverse the celestial skies, I shall abandon my former self, and I'll fit right in.
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The next day I asked chatGPT what it thought of my poem, here is what it said:
Here is an interpretation of the meaning behind the revised poem:
The poem delves into themes of knowledge, understanding, vulnerability, desire, and the passage of time. It begins by acknowledging the displacement of particles in Eden, perhaps hinting at a loss of innocence or disruption of harmony.
The opening lines reiterate the idea that the pursuit and sharing of knowledge is valuable, emphasizing the importance of not obstructing its path. It encourages curiosity about what is yet to be discovered, while cautioning against disturbing the natural process of growth and development.
The poem highlights the paradoxical nature of strength emerging from vulnerability, comparing it to a wolf unaware of its weakness and a bird with broken wings still striving to soar. It suggests that even in the face of obstacles and limitations, there is an inherent drive to push forward and seek fulfillment.
The concept of permissibility is introduced, acknowledging that not everything permissible is necessarily advantageous. What may benefit one person has the potential to benefit many, emphasizing the interconnectedness of individuals and their desires.
There is a sense of restless longing expressed, with many yearning for more than what they currently have. The pursuit of desire is portrayed as both relentless and potentially empty, suggesting that the endless quest for fulfillment can sometimes lead to a sense of dissatisfaction.
The poem explores the contrast between condemning what is not understood and seeking comprehension. It notes that condemning the unknown is simpler, but it also suggests that simplicity can lead to stagnation and eventual death. It warns against becoming too entangled in the pursuit of knowledge and power, as both can be deceptive.
The passage of time is acknowledged as an inexorable force that will eventually consume all. It alludes to a day when time itself will come to an end, and on that day, the speaker expresses their willingness to undergo transformation or transcendence, leaving their former self behind and fitting into the grand scheme of things.
Overall, the poem invites reflection on the nature of knowledge, the complexities of human desires, the pursuit of understanding, and the transient nature of existence. It encourages embracing curiosity, being mindful of the pursuit of power, and finding meaning in the midst of a vast and ever-changing world.
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mando-cyare · 2 months
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Don't Plagiarize Fanfic
Well it turns out Ink Stains has been plagiarized. I really appreciate everyone messaging me to let me know. I am BOILING mad but I'm gonna try to reach out and come to a civil resolution.
But seriously? Like I worked so hard on that fic. It's something I'm so so proud of, and it's really special because it was spawned through me and a friend's mutual love for Maul.
It just shows such sheer disrespect for writers. Like come on! I don't have a lot in life to be proud of, so I am fiercely protective of things I create.
If a fic inspires you, reach out to the author and ASK instead of LIFTING MULTIPLE PARAGRAPHS WORD FOR WORD.
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