#ink talks

[inkling0121]

I love that every version of the tmnt shows so far have their own gay evil ship

1987 is obviously Krang and Shredder

2003 is Baxter and Bishop 100 years into the future

2012

(You cannot convince me otherwise)

And canonically, 2018 (Rise)

I love all of them so much, lmao. I cant wait to see who Mutant mayhems will be, I can't say Bebop and Rocksteady again cause by the end of it theyre no longer evil

#tmnt #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt 87 #tmnt 80s #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #ink talks #mutant mayhem #krang #shredder #baxter stockman #agent bishop #bebop and rocksteady #warren stone #hypnopotamus

[ink-the-squid-gremlin]

Endouma is a terrible ship, and here is why.

‼️WARNING‼️: Post not only contains semi spoilers for KNY, but it also contains mentions of things like suicide, depression and noncon/sexual assault. If you are uncomfortable with those topics, please refrain from reading.

TLDR: Enmu and Douma are not compatible with each other because that ship is mostly built up on fetished MLM tropes, overly sexualized versions of the characters and the romanticization of SA.

(God, I feel like I have been posting nothing but hot takes on this account as of late. I promise I will go back to posting art, cosplays, and more just chill stuff after this.)

Enmu and Douma are not characters that should not be shipped together, for multiple reasons. Starting off, THEY ARE NOTHING ALIKE!!!! I don’t know where or how it was decided that they were alike, or that Enmu is “Douma 2.0”, but it makes no sense. While both are meant to be irredeemable monsters, Enmu was an irredeemable monster from the get go. From what we know about his backstory, he knew he was scamming people and targeting the weak and vulnerable for it. Douma’s backstory goes a bit more in depth and explains that he was put into the role of “all mighty god” as a child, which lead to the power of it going to his head as he grew up. Douma was still an impressionable child who was failed by the adults around him, and as he grew up he took on some of those same traits as the adults he was surrounded by. The bottom line is this: Douma, while a shitty person, still has some way to sympathize with him, Enmu does not, and thats just on the story side of things.

Enmu and Douma also share nothing in common personality wise. On face value, they may kinda act similar (i.e how they talk (sorta)) but it really just stops there. Enmu ultimately had a goal to kill Tanjiro and gain more blood from Muzan so he could climb the ranks of the demon hierarchy. He wanted to gain more power and to overthrow one of the upper moons for the sake of power. He doesn’t care how many people he has to torment, hurt or kill, as long as he has spot in power, he is happy, hell, he literally has vulnerable and even sick children do his dirty work! Enmu is a sick and twisted individual and he prides himself on that. Douma on the other hand put on the happy and up beat facade to hide that he knows he was failed. Douma is aware he was failed as a human, and so he decided to fail his followers by being the embodiment of false hope. He plays into the false icon lifestyle by pretending to be hopeful and happy around his followers and even the other demons to an extent. He doesn’t care so much about power, rather he cares more about control. Douma keeps up his false religion persona to keep control over his followers. He knows he’s failing them, but he doesn’t want to lose the control he has over them.

Now onto the elephant in the room: the mischaracterization I’ve seen of both of them in the Endouma ship. In both fanart and fanfics I’ve seen and read (well more so forced down my throat since thats all I’ve seen with Enmu in recent times) both Enmu and Douma are mischaracterized to high hell just so we as the reader/viewer will feel pity for them. I’ve seen more of this with Enmu, in that all the stuff that made him unique from the other KNY demons is stripped away so his “savior boyfriend” Douma can comfort him and coddle him. Now, writing an AU is one thing, but if you’re just going to make content of the ship with the characters as they are in the series, then their actual personalities should be honored or at the very least acknowledged.

Going more in depth about the mischaracterizing I’ve been seeing with Enmu, almost all (ALMOST all, not all in general) Endouma content I’ve seen have made him either a depressed and anxious baby that Douma is meant to coddle, or an overly fetishized hyper feminine man thats there simply for sexual reasons. It just goes against their roles in the story of KNY.

Going off of the hyper feminine man mischaracterization of Enmu I’ve seen in regards to the Endouma ship, having him be pretty much a “femboy” not only contradicts him as a character, but it also is pushing toxic heteronormativity on a queer relationship. Making Enmu essentially the “woman”, while putting toxic heteronormativity in a very much MLM ship, it also just boils him down to a sex object and nothing else. Now, I will not say that portraying Enmu as a very sexual and even gross character is wrong, because there were plenty of scenes in KNY of him that had very sexual and perverted undertones, but that is what they were, undertones. There is more to his character than just the sexual undertones he has (as I stated earlier when describing him), and by boiling him down to a “sex doll” for Douma just kind of shows that there wasn’t much of an understanding of his character while making the ship art or a fic. He is much more than a sex object.

Moving onto the mischaracterization I’ve seen of Douma, while not nearly as bad as Enmu, it still feels very off from his character. Making Douma someone who GENUINELY cares for another person is also very contradictory to how he acts in the series. He is someone who cares very little for anyone he comes to meet, whether it be his followers or other demons. Now you may be asking “but, Ink! Douma saw Daki and Gyutaro when they were on the verge of death and decided to save them!” Which is exactly what I am talking about. The only reason he “saved” them was to keep up his facade of a savior and to get himself “brownie points” (for lac of a better term) so his public appearance would look good. Because he cared very little for Daki and Gyutaro, it shows that he only cares about looking like a good person and nothing else. Portraying him as essentially “Enmu’s therapist” that coddles him and such just feels weird. Douma has no emotional connections to anyone, so why would he have an enmotional connection to a demon that is considered lower than him?

Now similar to what I said about Enmu earlier, Douma is also much more than a sex obsessed pervert. Douma being portrayed as basically a male nymphomaniac in the Endouma ship is a very strange way to portray his character. Yes, he may have been fine with letting women seek refuge in his temple, but again, it was to make him seem and look like a good person. We should all know, or at least have the understanding that Douma is literally a woman eater. The women he houses in his temple ultimately have the fate of being nothing more than food. Viewing his reason for taking in women as something sexually driven is a complete misunderstanding of his actions. This misunderstanding of Douma paired with the sexual misunderstanding of Enmu not only creates a toxic relationship, but it also fetishizes and sexualizes MLM pairings. This is something I’ve noticed more in Endouma art, but a lot of it that I have seen feels very fetish-y. I can’t go too in-depth about this aspect, as I am a queer woman, but the way the ship is portrayed in a lot of the art I have seen of it feels as though it is pandering to the appeal of yaoi obsessed straight girls. While yaoi has been a term used for decades to refer to MLM based pairings in media like anime and manga, over the past couple of years, its meaning has become more based around fetishizing MLM pairings rather than just being about MLM pairings.

I now want to bring up something that I’ve seen associated with Endouma (and also the Enmuzan ship, but that is a topic for another time) that really makes me uncomfortable, and that is noncon and the romanization sexual assault. I don’t want to talk too much about this topic, as it is not only triggering for me, but it should also be common sense that fetishizing sexual assault is wrong. Again, this is more so something I have seen in artwork, but it seems almost normalized for Douma to be portrayed forcing himself onto Enmu. Now, I know you are all probably saying “Ink, if you don’t like it/are triggered by it, then don’t interact with it”, but when its all that has been made in regards to newer Enmu content as of late, and how people are hyping it up, its kind of hard to avoid. It makes me truly question just how many people really missed the point of their characters, and only focused on things like Enmu being more androgynous, and Douma being tall and muscular. In a general sense, if a ship is built on, or is popular from fetishized and romanticized sexual assault, it shouldn’t be a ship.

Finally, I just want to mention that these characters have NEVER once interacted in canon. I know that hasn’t stopped people from shipping characters before, but it’s just something I want bring up. (As well as the fact that the Upper Moon’s hate the Lower Moons)

I want to end off this post by saying that all of this is by no means targeted at a specific person, nor am I trying to say that my opinion is correct. I am just stating my own opinions and just stating observations I have made after being in the KNY/Enmu fanbase for nearly 4 years now. People are allowed to ship characters together (within reason) however they like, but just be aware of how it will look on your own part, and what views it may look like you have.

#squidposting #inkposts #ink talks #enmu #demon slayer #Endouma #lotus dreams #Enmu X Douma #kny hot take #I will reiterate from my last paragraph that I am by no means trying to target any specific person #I am just sharing something I have noticed about the Endouma ship #and how it makes me a bit uncomfortable #if you like that ship it is completely fine #like I said I’m just sharing my own opinions and thoughts #as well as my own experience with content of that ship #I also wanted to provide my interpretations of both characters to also just kind of back up my opinions #so it wouldn’t look like I’m making baseless claims and such #again I am not targeting a specific person I am just stating opinions and observations I’ve made

[multi-dimensional-turtles]

YESSSS @lexa-ocean THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY! I was debating doing this comic or not cause I wasn't sure if it would have had the impact I wanted but I'm glad I did it!

Splinter is trying so hard to not continue the generational trauma but unfortunately they have that good old fashion turtle luck

Speaking of parallels, Leo's and Raph’s scars are on the opposite sides of their faces, also Splinter is an older brother like they are so...

(Also thank you, I redrew the lighting on the sewer grates so many times! Lemme know if you want me to delete this or don't want to be tagged in the future)

#ink talks

[inkweaver22-blr]

Real talk?

I hate the theory that the Zelda timeline is one giant closed time loop and that BotW and TotK are the prelude to the events leading up to Skyward Sword to restart the cycle.

What would be the point? It makes the events of all the other games seem... diminished in some way. That despite the feats of heroism and courage, it was all preordained anyway so the various Heroes' actions are ultimately not worth much.

This also ties into my dislike of the Reincarnation of the Spirit of the Hero theory. Wind Waker and Spirit Tracks Link weren't chosen by the Gods, but chose to step up anyway which in my opinion makes them even braver than all the others. The Closed Loop theory just kinda makes that obsolete.

Really hope the ouroboros on the logo for Tears of the Kingdom is just a coincidence and not evidence towards this theory.

#Ink Talks #Legend of Zelda #Tears of the Kingdom #Breath of the Wild #LoZ #BotW #TotK

[jayinkshinydex]

With the Pokemon in the Pokemon Day Outbreak Event caught as shiny, I think I'm going to take a break until Pokemon Day itself. If anything Gen 5 related gets announced, be it a remake or a Legends game, I'll evolve my one Pansage and skip getting the second as well as the other two monkeys. I'll then move on to SOS hunting Furfrou and apparently Spinda in Sun/Ultra Sun.

If I get the itch to hunt I'll probably continue with my Year of the Dragon Types list and continue with Tyrunt where I left off.

-Ink

#Ink Talks #Hunting Logs

[inkthemandrake]

i wanted to ask, on your sketches / doodles what brush do you use and/or is there a way to recreate it?? it looks rlly cool!! it reminds me of those rainbow pencils where each line would be a diff color ^_^

I am using a custom brush on ibis paint!

It's my main line art brush but with a rainbowy tint added to it

I know that's not the best way to describe it since it's not useful for other apps but most of my brushes were created out of messing around with the settings without much thought put into it

#ibis paint brush #ibis paint x #ink asks #ink talks #anonymous

[inkogneato]

Spreadibg my agenda

Hey music teacher have you heard of toby fox? And now we're sitting in class listening to the deltarune ost

#hehwkdkfkdbs #ink talks #rambles #i forgot the tag i use for these #its so silly to me #seccind day of this class #i will report further #do i dare put this in the dr tag #deltarune

[asoullessentity]

Ya'll ready for the sluttiest smut of all time. . .[Yes, I'm writing today lolol]

#ink talks

[inkdot03]

idk how into su you still are but i found something you might like!

Flamenco lapidot!

Very late to answer but they looked very cool, thanks for showing :D

#ask #ink talks

[magnificentlyinsane]

Check it out

#thoughts #quotes #ink talks #excerpts #views #life #writers

[inkling0121]

On a more positive note Im reading Usagi Yojimbo and

This sums up the entire comic series perfectly, he literally would have such a peaceful life if he stayed out of everyones business

#usagi yojimbo #ink talks #usagi

[ink-the-squid-gremlin]

I’m gonna say something that’s gonna apparently ruffle some feathers, but Enmu in no way, shape or form has anxiety or depression. He isn’t an anxious little soft boy. He’s an evil demon that takes pleasure in harming others, that was the whole point of him as a villain. Enmu was the villain to pretty much break Tanjiro of his sympathies for a bit, meaning that Enmu is in no way meant to be a sympathetic villain. KNY already has plenty of villains that we as the audience are meant to feel sympathy and pity for (i.e Rui and his spider family, Daki and Gyutaro, Akaza, Kyogai, etc) Enmu was meant to stand out from the other villains as a pure embodiment of evil (for lack of a better term) saying he canonically has anxiety or depression makes him into a sad character that the audience is supposed to feel pity for, which goes against the whole point of his character. (There is also the somewhat harmful implication that by saying a character like Enmu is depressed or has anxiety not only boils down to those very real disorders into a character trope, but it also is showing that you believe that those disorders lead a person to harm or even kill people, which isn’t a good outlook to have on those disorders. Sincerely, a person with both anxiety and depression.)

#squidposting #inkposts #ink talks #enmu #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #I do want to also mention that I don’t think he should be shipped with anyone #but I’ll probably make that a separate post #all of these are just my own opinions #everyone is allowed to interpret characters how they want #just don’t go around telling others that your interpretation is correct or canon

[multi-dimensional-turtles]

Now that I finished the latest chapter, I'm gonna be taking a bit of a break from drawing the comic. I need to work on the storyline a bit more, or at least the first "season" of this comic, and I also want (and need) time for art unrelated to the comic and school work. I hope to be back soon with more multi dimensional turtle stuff! Now we'll be getting into the main storyline, and here's a hint, it'll start with our two favorite humans!

#tmnt #tmntmdt #tmnt au #ink talks

[inkweaver22-blr]

So! I failed in finishing a chapter in time for my birthday! But I did make some progress and might have cleared some of the cobwebs from not writing in so long. So instead of a full chapter, here's what I have written so far for Chapter 2 of Tangerine Fur and Fraying Trust! (You can read Chapter 1 here.) Enjoy!

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Normally, the flower would have hardly seemed strange and would receive nothing more than a passing glance. The disc shaped bloom with its layers of long, thin petals that curved slightly upwards were rather typical for its species. Even its bright orange shade was nothing unique. Just one of the many colors and varieties that had been cultivated over the centuries. Walking through any garden or park or forest would result in passing by hundreds of examples of this type of flower. Truly, it was a rather common sight that usually drew no further attention beyond a fond look over its simplistic beauty.

Which made this specific specimen stand out all the more with how it had sprouted from the rather inhospitable desert earth.

Macaque scowled down at the flower and resisted the urge to kick sand at it. Along with the ruined RV they had been driving, the plant was the only sign of Wukong’s little band of heroes ever being there. Swallowed by a tunnel that no longer seemed to exist. That was certainly not how he had expected things to go.

There was actually quite a bit that didn’t go as planned. He had been surprised at catching up with the group as quickly as he had. Perhaps he should have put in a bit more effort into being ‘delayed’ by The Dragon of the East. Still, he been given a task and he would do his best to make it look like he was going all out to complete it.

He had expected Wukong to face him after destroying their only mode of transportation. His recent injuries along with Macaque’s own boost of power from his captor would have put them on nearly equal footing. Certainly enough for him to put on a good show before they managed to pull something off and escape. The frustration he felt when he saw the arrogant monkey simply sitting there in a meditative trance was almost enough to make him actually try. Almost.

He knew Wukong’s successor was out the fight for the foreseeable future due to have his powers drained. Without anyone to put up a decent resistance, he’d been unsure if he’d be able to convincingly allow them to get away this time. Luckily for Macaque, the dragon girl provided another avenue of approach. She was strong, he’d give her that. But she was unrefined. The potential for a fierce warrior was there, but she relied on brute force with no skill to back it up.

It was childishly easy to toy with her. His own recently increased power combined with his experience would allow him to outlast her. He would let her exhaust herself in an effort to ‘demoralize’ the group so they wouldn’t put up much of a fight when he captured them. In truth, he knew Wukong’s successor tended to pull victories out of nowhere when backed against a wall. Especially when those he cared about were in danger. All he had to do was mess the dragon girl long enough for the kid to pull himself together and blindside Macaque with something unpredictable.

At least Macaque could honestly say that he would have never had predicted what happened next.

The flower pulsed faintly as the magic that summoned it slowly began to fade. While it seemed unaffected by the harsh sun beating down on them, once the magic was gone it would certainly begin to wilt. Although with how densely saturated with Life the magic felt, Macaque would not be surprised if this spot would become a vibrant oasis in a few years time.

Macaque checked the compass Lady Bone Demon had enchanted once more. It was meant to always point towards what she desired. In this instance, Wukong and his successor. Just like the last time he checked a few minutes ago, the needle spun wildly, unable to pinpoint them. Wherever that tunnel had taken them, it was heavily protected. The wards required to hide a location from such a ruthless tracking spell as this were old and powerful.

Old. Powerful. Two words that just a few hours ago he would have never associated with the unassuming and somewhat annoying scholar. Yet he himself knew how appearances could be deceiving. Even while distracted with the dragon girl, Macaque had felt it when the scholar had dropped his human guise. The burst of dense magic had been so surprising he failed to dodge out of the way of the stone that had been summoned to trap his mech. He could have easily broken free, had it not been for the magical sealing chains immediately placed upon the stone.

Macaque shuddered at the abilities the scholar utilized with relative ease. You could tell a lot about your opponent by the way they fought. Physical combatants relied on weapons or their bodies to fight, with many having a few magical tricks up their sleeve. Casters flung spells to alter the battleground around them to their advantage and support their allies from a distance. Elementalists manipulated a single element, with those who truly master the style becoming forces of nature unto themselves.

Mastering any one of these styles took a lifetime of dedicated practice and experience. Mastering multiple was not possible for most normal mortals. Macaque himself was a shadow elementalist first and a physical combatant second. Casting was something he only recently added to his fighting skill set in the last couple centuries or so, and even then he wouldn’t say he had mastered it yet. Before his boost in magic at the cost of his freedom, he simply was not powerful enough to use it to its full potential.

The scholar had shown no such difficulty when sealing him in place. It wouldn’t surprise Macaque if he was also a master physical combatant on top of his apparent elemental and casting prowess. Yes, only the old and powerful could boast such a range of ability and skill.

Macaque stuffed the compass back into his robe and turned away from the flower. He frowned as he made his way back towards his air bike. He wasn’t sure what to do now. He couldn’t track down his targets and would have to wait until they left whatever sanctuary they had literally fallen into. He refused to simply stand in this blasted desert and get heat stroke while doing so. Yet he had nowhere to go. Going back to the city empty handed was not an option.

There was also the problem of what to do about the scholar once the group finally resurfaced. Macaque liked to be kept abreast of important events and beings throughout the magical community, both locally and abroad. Had to make sure that the places he traveled to were safe or should be avoided after all. He had learned many things and met many beings that he still kept in contact with so they could pass on any useful bits of information.

So what could he piece together about the scholar? He wasn’t human. He was actually some sort of rabbit-like being. It was impossible to tell if he was a demon or a celestial or a spirit from their short interaction. He was a master elementalist and spell caster. The way the earth leapt to his command and the swiftness and strength of the sealing chains he cast implied a fairly large amount of power. He was almost certainly quite old. One did not become so skilled in less than several millennia worth of practice. He could summon tunnels in the earth that were not there before and that would vanish without a trace the moment they closed. Teleporting was a rather common skill, but this was something Macaque could hardly imagine being possible. The only sign of his passing was single flower which had sprouted where the tunnel closed despite the infertile desert sand. It was also saturated with Life energy which wold likely seep into the surrounding area.

Macaque had traveled the world and learned about many different beings. Gods. Demons. Spirits. In all his wanderings, he had never heard of anyone who could do what the scholar had. No one normal, that is. There were exactly two beings on the entire Earth that matched the scholar’s physical description and were rumored to have similar abilities. If the scholar was one of those beings, then things had just become much, much more complicated.

He could handle Wukong, the kid, and even the dragon girl with ease due to his boost. In a pinch he might even be able to fend off all three at the same time. But if the scholar was indeed who he was thinking of, he and his famous allies would overwhelm Macaque easily. He would not stand a chance against their combined power alone. Lady Bone Demon would not give him the choice, however. So he would be forced to at least attempt to fight them.

At least he would no longer have to pretend to be going all out.

On the other hand, if they were to become involved, his chances of breaking free had increased significantly. Heroes like them tended to have bleeding hearts that could easily be manipulated. He could probably even get away with just telling them the truth and they would jump at the chance to ‘rescue’ him. With their combined knowledge and resources being much larger than his own, there would be no doubt they could find a way to break the icy grip on him.

He would then, of course, slip away and let them deal with Lady Bone Demon. He was not a hero, thank you very much, and had no desire to go against her. Things had gotten too eventful, even for him. Perhaps a trip to Europe would be in order once he was free.

He would have to play his cards very carefully in order to not draw any suspicion from her until then. Any opportunity that presented itself would have to be seized if this was to work. Thankfully he was a brilliant improv actor. Macaque was confident he would be able to play any situation that arose by ear and come away from it on top.

Pausing next to his air bike, Macaque took in a deep breath to focus his thoughts. He knew what he was up against now. His chances at breaking free were much better. He just needed to keep Lady Bone Demon from catching on. He could do this.

Macaque let out his breath, and blinked in surprise when came out in a visible puff of vapor. A shiver went down his spine as he realized the temperature had plummeted, feeling more like a chilly Winter night than the middle of a Summer day. He spun around, his heart pounding when he discovered that he was surrounded by a thick, white fog that obscured everything around him. Faint whispers could be heard muttering just outside his range of hearing, which given how exceptional that range was, only heightened his anxiety.

There was currently only one person he knew who could be responsible for the sudden drastic change in environment, and Macaque couldn’t help the pit of fear that formed. He could only hope she was here for some other reason than having caught on to his ruse.

“It seems you are having trouble following orders,” Lady Bone Demon’s voice emanated from all around. “I do believe I instructed you to capture them, not play with them.”

Shit.

#Ink Talks #Ink Writes #Tangerine Fur and Fraying Trust #Sneak Peak #Monkie Kid #Macaque #Lady Bone Demon #RotG #Rise of the Guardians #LEGO Monkie Kid #Fanfic #Fanfiction

[inkskinned]

i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."

#spilled ink #warm up #“why did u tag it warm up” bc i wrote it off the cuff while drinkin coffee lol #btw the 30 dollar buy in for the dog walking is bc they pay the organizer a small pittance so she can #run fb ads and stuff and like she does put in a lot of work i don't mind paying her #but that's exactly what im fucking talking about like. #ppl can't afford to volunteer their time anymore and we all understand it!!! everything costs money for everyone! #like we didn't have to use to say ''do you mind paying me back for the stuff we ate'' #we used to be able to afford to feed our friends once in a while!!!

[inkthemandrake]

I got art block so I am gonna take a break from the fnaf-tober prompts so don't be worried if I haven't updated my Tumblr in a while

#ink talks