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reminder that being against ai also means being against character.ai and not using character.ai and not interacting with character.ai

i've never talked to chatgpt i've never talked to character.ai i have no interest in talking to a chatbot even if it's fun or based on my comfort character. if we want companies to stop using ai we need to tell them we aren't going to interact with it - so don't.

don't talk to robots. full stop.

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florence welch was right. it picks me up puts me down chews me up spits me out a hundred times a day picks me up puts me down i'm always running from something i push it back but it keeps on coming and being clever never got me very far

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Simple sunflower tatt commish

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suffering goblin stickers!! Oh these poor lil guys 💚

🌟Stickers 🔗in bio!!🌟

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ANDREW GARFIELD — 72nd San Sebastian Film Festival (Sept 27, 2024)

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it used to be 2007 you know

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Diego Luna by Brian Bowen Smith, years 2008 and 2024

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Diego Luna by Brian Smith ©2008

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if i don’t watch it never happens right.

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Pedro Pascal as Dieter Bravo

THE BUBBLE | 2022

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12 Days in Yavin, Wyoming - Ch. 5

oh hi. long time no see with this one. thank you oh so much to @justwandering-neverlost for the lovely, wonderful, incredible mood board!! love you so much. <3

PREVIEW

“And I’m sorry, too,” she mutters, her voice tinged with anger. “Although, you didn’t have to jump in." “Neither did you,” he rebuts. And really, she didn’t have to do what she did. Defend him against a fairly run of the mill racist— no more or less than he’d ever had to deal with before. But she had. She had stepped into the fray with nary a hesitation— fiercely and fully. Cassian had no choice but to return the favor, even if he’d known in some part of himself that Jyn could probably take both of those fools down with little trouble… but anything less than stepping forward to have her back had been unthinkable. She fully meets his eyes for the first time in what seems like hours. She’s hardened, somehow, all that previous warmth leeched away. She releases his hand, curls her fingers over the bars. He tries not to think of how cold his hand is. “I don’t need protecting,” she tells him, defensive. “You think I don’t know that?” he asks with a disbelieving huff. “Just because you don’t need it, Jyn, doesn’t mean you don’t deserve it.” She leans away from the bars and she’s doing it again... looking at him with that same strange mingling of fear and expectation that she has almost the entire time he’s been here. “I’m sorry,” she mutters after a moment, her shoulders falling a fraction. “I just… I’m not used to having back up, I guess. Not used to having someone stick around when things go bad.”

read it on ao3!

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Just two best friends making their dreams come true.

Pedro Pascal and Oscar Isaac hosting SNL (February, 2023 || March, 2022)