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gelato444 · 11 months
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parts of the handmaid’s tale make me feel like anxious and frustrated and stupid and embarrassed like im literally being talked down to it’s like
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liquidstar · 6 months
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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inkskinned · 10 months
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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.
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doodlefox2 · 1 month
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good girl
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mazeyphaedra · 27 days
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was rewatching fabian’s baron moment on account of it being the most delicious piece of pvp in my recent memory and ally beardsley’s growth as a player just shone through so brightly and with such clarity. after dusting off their shock they immediately asked about the nemesis ward, had enough knowledge about fellow pcs stocked to remember adaine’s ac with such like frustrated confidence and certainty, suggested to siobhan to dimension door out of adaine’s room, like. they came into this making a character with 4 dex. and now the dice deity offered to roll a check to sense if adaine was in danger. making decisions, asking questions, getting invested in the story, trying so hard with the tools they have to save characters from danger; ally beardsley is an incredible d&d player.
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lastoneout · 5 months
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Actually, the last time I went to pick up gummies at the dispensary it was like 9:30pm and I went in and immediately this unimaginably peppy ass blonde sorority girl wearing all pink they had giving out samples went "OMG HI WELCOME IN <3 HOW ARE YOU TONIGHT!?" and I swear to god that level of pure extroversion hitting my poor, unprepared, exhausted stoner brain damn near reduced me to dust. Like that can't be allowed. Do you know what kind of people show up at the dispensary half an hour before close? She's gonna kill someone.
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electoons · 1 month
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I love the college of winterhold. everyone there is casually deranged and there's like an alarming number of students and staff who threaten you immediately when they meet you. it's always one of the first questlines I do. which makes it even funnier when you get made the arch-mage of the college. I'm level 12 and got through this questline knowing exactly 3 spells. what do you mean you want me to lead the college. this school CANNOT be an accredited institution
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uncanny-tranny · 2 months
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I think respecting trans people comes with a territory of like... just because many people will pass as cis doesn't mean that it's a great idea to use their passing as a way of legitimizing how absurd transphobia is
Transphobia isn't absurd because I "look like a [cis] man," it's because transphobia is fucking ridiculous. It would be ridiculous whether or not I passed or whether I look like a "conventional man." I use myself as an example, but ultimately, passing or appearing normative should never play into whether or not transphobia is bad.
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logicalbookthief · 1 year
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The daytime television?? While folding the laundry on the floor in the living room?? Congrats on making this man a mother
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robert-deniro · 5 months
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PARKER POSEY
in Clockwatchers (1997), dir. Jill Sprecher
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Annabeth having the strength to recognize the generational curse, that the gods have been passing down through generations of demigods, and the strength to do something about it.
She recognized the way that the gods abuse each other and their children, and she recognized the way that she had been copying that, by treating people around her like means to an end instead of people. Which wasn't right, but it wasn't her fault, she's 12 and that's the only example of power she's ever been exposed to.
Percy comes into play and she realizes that there are things more powerful than the gods, and ways to reach your goals without viewing people as chess pieces.
Percy resents his mom a little for raising him away from the gods the way she did, but Annabeth sees it as the blessing it is because HE showed her there was another way. She has never had the option to choose someone she loves over the gods will, or to choose anything over the gods' will. But Percy changes that for her. She realizes the option was always there and she never knew.
The VERY FIRST THING she does once the realization kicks in is take advantage of that knowledge and take a stand against a god. Not only that, she shakes off years of only doing things for Athena's approval. She refuses to leave without Percy, even with a god telling her to go, and the knowledge that if she leaves with the shield, she'll be redeemed in her mother's eyes.
She sacrifices all that for Percy because "HE ISN'T THAT WAY."
Because now she knows she doesn't have to be that way either. She has a choice; I love her because she's strong enough, and brave enough to make the hard choice and break the curse.
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airoarts · 6 months
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Leader and deputy
[Image description: a digital painting of Squirrelstar and Ivypool from Warriors. Squirrelstar is a small dark red cat with green eyes, standing in front of the much taller Ivypool, a gray tabby-and-white cat with blue eyes and many battle scars. The background is dark blue. end ID]
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bethanydelleman · 6 months
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"Mrs. Bennet is the only one taking the situation seriously!"
No.
Mrs. Bennet had 20 years to prepare her daughters for marriage but decided to bank on looks and slutty lively temper alone. She's running around like a chicken with it's head cut off because Jane is nearly 23 and it's finally hit her that 4 or 5 men with £2000-4000/year aren't going to fall from the sky to marry her daughters. Or in other words:
there certainly are not so many men of large fortune in the world as there are pretty women to deserve them. -Mansfield Park, Ch 1
She's a student cramming for an exam and yelling at her classmate for not forcing her to study sooner. The deadline is bearing down but she hadn't started the group project until the night before. She had 1 job and she hasn't done it and now she's making it everyone else's problem... in no way does this count as "taking the situation seriously"
(And yes, her project partner is useless too, it's an overall failure)
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macbeth-s · 1 year
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S01E02 | “Infected”
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doobledabbadoo · 2 months
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got around making some more htf ocs!! i honestly cant stop theyre too fun to make actually
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amnenome · 5 months
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Once again thinking about armorer!sabine
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