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inks-books · 5 months
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Accurate
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theyellmanfan · 3 months
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After hoarding the stickers for 4+ years I finally found a place for them
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I still have room for more but these I got from cons and redbubble. I'm v happy with them.
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xxinksxx · 6 days
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I got asked out by my witchy friend today and it was kind of awkward kind of funny. I was venting about trying to date with everything else I had going on that I'd talked to her about, and then said:
Me: I'm asexual and sex repulsed, and interested in women so it's hard to find someone that understands that whole no sex thing.
Her: So it's a niche little area but it's not impossible. I'm demisexual, emotionally attracted to women and physically attracted to men. But Men don't understand the demisexual part. They're always like by the third date 'So when are we gonna fuck?' and I'm like no you don't get it.
Me: Yeah exactly! See I wish I could find someone like you who gets that whole no sex thing.
Her: You wanna date?
Me, laughing: Yeah sure
*pause*
Her: I'm serious.
Me: ....Oh! Yeah! Sure!!
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inklingofadream · 2 years
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i love when the tumblr girlies get into a show middle aged american men like (MASH, columbo, breaking bad, supernatural to all our bewilderment, etc) but do it in a way that would make those dads go into shock requiring medical intervention
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asoftepiloguemylove · 17 days
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BUT WHO COULD LOVE ME? I AM OUT OF MY MIND // IVAN & TILL
pinterest // VIVINOS Alien Stage, "ROUND 6" (via youtube) // Anne Sexton Complete Poems of Anne Sexton, "The Papa and Mama Dance" // Fall Out Boy Hum Hallelujah // VIVINOS Alien Stage, "ROUND 6" (via youtube) // Ernest Hemingway The Garden of Eden // Florence + the Machine Grace // Elliot Wake Black Iris // The National Daughters of the Soho Riots // VIVINOS Alien Stage, "ROUND 6" (via youtube) // Mitski I Guess // Adam Silvera They Both Die at the End // Lorde Writer in the Dark // VIVINOS Alien Stage, "ROUND 6" (via youtube) // Margaret Atwood Cat's Eye // Chris Abani Dog Woman // VIVINOS Alien Stage, "ROUND 6" (via youtube) // Warsan Shire Souvenir, "Our Men Do Not Belong to Us" // VIVINOS Alien Stage, "ROUND 6" (via youtube) // Louise Glück Faithful and Virtuous Night
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bluespiritshonour · 3 months
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Water Siblings and Fire Siblings as Foils
Katara and Sokka are peak sibling rep: they bicker, they hurt each other, they take turns being the voice of reason while the other goes batshit crazy—and they'd die for each other.
And very clearly Sokka's daddy's boy and Katara's momma's girl: and for most parts, they seem to be content with that dynamic.
Look, parents have favourites, let's establish that first: don't come at me for it.
But in a healthy environment, where all of the kids’ emotional needs are met irrespective of which kid gets along with which parent, they're less likely to tear themselves apart yearning for parental affection.
Sokka and Katara's family was a normal one, a healthy one—as healthy as one can be in a war ravaged world—and Sokka and Katara are normal siblings. Even after their mother died Katara doesn't seem to care much that Sokka gets more time with their father. And everytime she brings up their mother Sokka gets this weird look on his face, which, I think is later explained by the fact that he feels guilty that he doesn't even remember what their mother looked like. And it's not because Katara seems to know more about their mother despite being younger.
Neither of them grudge the other for having been close to one of the parents—let's call it ‘being close to’ instead of ‘dad/mum loved you/me more’ because that's what would come up with Azula and Zuko.
One can say that Azula's daddy's girl and Zuko's momma's boy... Except it isn't like that.
Azula wasn't loved by her father; neither was she close to him. If anything she had the illusion that she's close to him. But children can sense when they aren't loved, which can explain why she took her mother being close to Zuko so hard. Because she didn't get that from her father and isn't she supposed to be daddy's girl? But dad's good to her; mum... isn't. Dad lets her do what she wants... As long as she obeys him or she'd end up like Zuko.
For Ozai, both his children are pawns. He uses Azula to abuse Zuko, which in turn is to get at Ursa. And honestly, Ursa was a bad mum and an abuse victim and not the villain are takes that can co-exist.
A lot of mums in primarily patriarchal cultures end up abusing their own kids while trying to protect them in an environment where they themselves hold little power.
Ursa and Hakoda can be compared in this.
Katara haters can look away: she isn't whiny. And even if she is, well, she takes responsibility when no one else does so I guess she deserves to complain if that's what it takes. Katara is extremely mature. When she was mad at Hakoda, she still had the critical thinking skills to point out that yes, she understands why he left. He had to! She doesn't blame him for that, it wasn't his fault that there was war going on—but it still hurt!
And what does Hakoda do? He hugs her and apologises. He doesn't defend himself, because he doesn't need to. She understands! She said she does and he doesn't insult her by making excuses. He acknowledges and validates her pain.
Unlike Katara, who grew up in a healthy family with parents and grandparents and a whole community—Azula was isolated and under the influence of Ozai. And she was so young! If you remember being that young, you'd remember thinking that parents are always right. You don't realise that parents make mistakes too—and while her emotional needs weren't being met by Ozai, she turned to Ursa—but Ursa was at her wits end trying to undo the damage of Ozai's abuse on Zuko.
If she had given attention to Azula, Zuko, who thought that Azula was perfect and already had father's approval would have gone off rails—and since she didn't... Azula went off the rails.
Which was exactly how Ozai would want it. I don't like the comics much but it made sense that Ozai would hold both the children as bargaining chips against Ursa. Ursa made her choice, or rather, the illusion of her choice and Azula had to pay for it: the real reason Zuko could turn over a new page while Azula couldn't was because from the very beginning, Zuko had his mum and uncle.
Azula had no one!
Like Hakoda had to go to war and leave his children behind, Ursa had to choose between Azula or Zuko; Ozai orchestrated it as such.
But while there were people to pick up Hakoda's slack, there was no one to guide Azula. Sokka and Katara raised each other and they had Gran Gran.
Zuko and Azula were constantly pitted against each other by a war-mongering father.
I don't like this unrealistic expectations that fandom has of a family where both the siblings not only love each other equally, they also process emotions similarly (see: the Sokka vs Katara debate on how they both react to trauma) and parents who love all the kids equally.
Katara and Sokka are normal and realistic in the way that they are both different people: they process grief differently. Katara takes up responsibly and grows up too fast, it takes a toll on her and she's vocally expressive. She turns her grief into anger. Meanwhile Sokka internalises it in a survivor's guilt kind of way.
There's also gender involved in the way both pair of siblings interact. It's more subtle for the fire siblings than the water sibling. Plus, Suki makes Sokka drink his respect women juice, please y'all don't call Sokka sexist. That was character development for him which was addressed. I could make another post for gender and A:TLA.
And they both love each other dearly and they're okay with the fact that one is daddy's boy and the other is momma's girl. It's okay.
In contrast Zuko yearns for his father's affection and Azula yearns for her mother's. And while Zuko feels inadequate, for Azula it's “behave or you'll end up like your brother.”
She also learns to derive a sick sort of pleasure from watching Zuko suffer—which is entirely her father's doing. Because in rare moments when she doesn't have anything to gain by getting Zuko into trouble...she actually kind of looks out for him. It's extremely rare and sprinkled here and there to show us the Azula that could have been.
And I don't think Zuko really realised that Azula was abused too—not until he lets go of his father. Until the final Agni Kai. What I love about it is that despite portraying Azula as Zuko's tormentor for 3 seasons (and she was his tormentor) they did not frame the Agni Kai as some epic good vs evil shit.
Because from Zuko's point of view Azula was perfect. He's out here vying for his father's affection while she gets it freely. She's so lucky!—until he lets go of his father and realises what a monster he was... And he also realises that father never really loved Azula either...
They didn't say as much in words. But the final Agni Kai is proof enough. Zuko doesn't rejoice bringing Azula down (technically Katara did it). At this point, I guess, he realises that Azula's a kid too. Even younger than him—that their father couldn't care less about either of them.
Okay. I really do think that Zuko suddenly becoming invested in Azula's redemption would make sense after the Agni Kai. I also read this Twitter thread by Aaron Ehasz where he says he had plans for Azula's redemption and it was fantastic.
So yeah. Without being overt, the water siblings and fire siblings are contrasted by each other. Which is why I don't like the comics trying to do this brother-sister thing where they put Sokka and Katara and Zuko and Azula in back-to-back panels like... Even if I'm a huge supporter of Azula-deserves-redemption I didn't like those panels in the comics.
P.S. don't pit Sokka and Katara against each other. You aren't Ozai. They're different people who process trauma and loss differently and hence, react differently.
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Adios.
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inks-books · 25 days
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If you ever wonder what a writer's search history looks like I give you mine.
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theyellmanfan · 5 months
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xxinksxx · 8 days
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So I just had another epic battle with nature's version of Fuck You (a.k.a. a wasp) which had gotten into the house. I heard a random buzzing, and thought it was coming from out side, but then I decided to glance over and laid eyes on one of the universe's most evil creatures trying to break the glass so it could let all it's minions in and take over our living space.
I decided I had to quickly put an end to this before it began and crawled across the living room floor boot camp style to retrieve my weapon. Last time I tried battling one of these things with just my majestic face. Last time I failed. I wouldn't make that mistake again. Grabbing a can of icy hot (for it was metal and good for smashing like the Hulk) I ninja'd into the kitchen to face my foe. It had yet to spot me as I inched closer, but I could no longer hear it buzzing.
Half crawling onto the counter like a cat stalking it's pray, I had to sit/lay at an odd angle were I could see through the bottom of the blinds, to see if I could find this diabolical flying menace's hiding spot. And there I saw it. Resting at the top of the window, protected by the bar that held up these sun shields put in place to keep my almost vampiric red-headed, white-ass from becoming the worlds largest piece of bacon. I knew instantly I was working with a criminal master mind. Cans can't smash through bars, and if I tried pinching it between the blinds, it would escape and possibly take me down in my moment of confusion and chaotic shrill screams.
Clever, clever girl.
It was then the wasp spotted me hiding in the shadows and lunged for me. But this time, I saw it coming. This time I'm prepared. I used my can of icy hot to smash at the blinds to squish the creature of hate against the dirty glass, but the bastard was too quick and escaped my clutches, gaining access to the free air.
SHIT I MISSED. I MISSED. ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION. EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF. CHILDREN AND YELLOW BELLIES FIRST.
Now it was at this point I probably made some rather undignified noises as I ninja flipped off the counter and took out a few kitchen chairs in the process, but being at home alone means my animals are the only ones that heard me and therefore it didn't happen. I'll just have to pretend that vase never existed and place it in the bottom of the trash can before burying it under some trash bags. Nope this incident never happened. What antique vase that's been in the family for years? Idk what you're talking about man.
Regaining my senses, I listened closely for the sound of a dive-bombing wasp to start his attacks on me because at this point I've pissed it off and it knows I'm here. There isn't going to be much time for me left in this world because wasps know where your weak points are and they know how to smack them with their venom daggers. (Everywhere. Your weak spots are everywhere. They're fucking wasps. They eat children for breakfast and make nests out of their bones to hatch babies of their own in so they can feed them the young of other creatures. They're fucking evil. They exist in this world to spread fear and buzz with hate and kill everything in sight.) But lo what's this? I can't hear it buzzing. It's gone in stealth mode and it's going to attack me from above like every action movie ever because no body ever looks up.
I search the ceiling? Nothing. I look at my surroundings? Nothing. And then I hear it again. The diabolical buzzing from inside the window. IT FLEW BACK INSIDE?!?! WHAT GLORIOUS GIFT FROM THE GODS IS THIS SECOND CHANCE AT RETRIBUTION? I stalk up on the window again, remaining as stealthy as the Beverly Hill's Ninja, and get my can of icy hot at the ready. But once again it has gone into stealth mode or has gained the powers of invisibility because I cannot see it.
Putting my life in peril, I twist the blinds so that they crack open just enough for me to see inside. I have to find this hateful beast. I have to end it's reign of terror. Then I hear it.
*buzz buzz mother fucker*
I see it in the lower corner of the window and my reflexes kick in, smashing at it instantly, trying not to take out another flower pot in the process. The wasp falls to the window sill injured, but not dead. I smashed the can into it again. Still not dead. Again. No go. Again. Again. Again. AGAIN AGAINAGAINAGAIN. WHY WON'T IT DIE?! I wonder briefly until I realize the size of the can is just a tad bit to big to fit into the space. So grabbing something smaller, I smash it repeatedly until it no longer moves and once again win the epic wasp battles.
This battle may have been won, but there's still a war going on. But I'm finally catching up.
Win: |||
Losses: |||
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purpleshadow-star · 5 days
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It's kind of funny (heartbreaking) that there were multiple Ravens who wanted a number, to the point where some tried to manipulate Jean into helping them one way or another, but none of them would have been next in line. No matter what they did, there was always someone ahead of them on the list. Someone who wasn't even on the team. That someone wasn't Neil. Neil was a surprise to everyone, including Riko. That someone was Andrew.
Kevin might have had to beg Riko to go visit Andrew, and Riko might have laughed at Kevin and dismissed Andrew when Andrew turned him down, but make no mistake, if Andrew had accepted and had become a Raven, he would have taken that #4 spot within his first year.
If we're being real, Andrew had more of a chance at becoming part of the perfect Court than any of those Ravens ever had. Even Jean thinks of Andrew as one of them.
The other Ravens never stood a chance.
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zsofieia · 17 days
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my fave errorink trope is when they're perfect for each other but the universe does everything to keep them apart until they both give up on each other and resort to going back to being enemies 😄😄
they make a truce to never talk about their time together and to forget it all ever happened. but the thing is that all comes naturally for ink, so error is left with all the memories. and then the memories turn to grudges.
the next time they stumble upon each other on the battlefield, ink wonders why error seems much more furious than usual.
insp by @/loveuser1030 part 20th of "honest conversations" (tiktok)
and @/errinkgarbagedump error 2021 bday post (tumblr)
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forgettingcrowbin · 21 days
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I’m ready to come back ☺️❤️
Next post will be the winners of the dtiys!!! Watch out for it 🥰❤️
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