#I don’t like ai bc I don’t like the way it’s trained! I don’t like the way companies are trying to use it! I don’t want to make or consume

[victory-cookies]

I wish I could handle myself in an argument without fucking crying

[leonardalphachurch]

ε-gamma is so funny. gary is all like, oh i’m going to be gay and evil and torture the alpha again and try to take over the galaxy and fall in love with a man with a mustache and ε-gamma is literally like bro i am just s i am just sitting here

[yellow-sword]

Hello there! Do you have other socials such as Cara/ Bluesky? the new T&C from twitter made it gone to shit 😭

I do! I just made a bluesky account some hours ago as well :) I plan to start transferring and uploading my artwork on both of those sites later today

My cara: @yellowsword

My bluesky: @yellowsword.bsky.social

[iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin]

taedros twodros

part one: taedros taedros ☆ part three: taedros tresdros**NEW wc: 1.9k reader: femme afab (maybe just afab idk again lemme know if you think it needs/doesn't need a femme label and i didn't use any pronouns so?? but i'm playing it safe just in case) SPECIFIC WARNINGS BELOW CUT ~ MINORS DNI MATURE SMUT!! summary: after weeks of loserbestfriend!taerae eating you out and seemingly wanting nothing in return, you finally find out the reason and offer to repay his original favor... okay. i did it. don't say i never did anything for you. don't spend it all in one place. 💀 also yes i ai enhanced that pic but i had no choice. he's so lame i love him. y'all like the title? twodros. okay bye.

EXPLICIT SMUT BELOW CUT-- MINORS DNI!!

specific warnings: oral f & m receiving, p in v (riding), subbyyyyy taerae want to make that clear but also switch taerae, switch reader, cum play, virgin taerae oops, pet names, taerae's red sweatpants, calling taerae's pussy eating obsession an "addiction", literally no mention of condoms or bc idk you know that's not always a good idea in real life but also i'm not a safe sex authority do whatever you want babe just think about it first :)

~*...*~

pressing light, teasing kisses to your clit, taerae chuckles at the frustrated sounds you’re making for him. his being so annoyingly cute even when eating you out isn’t helping. god, you’re dying to get your hands on him.

you don’t know when you started feeling this way about your best friend, but in the last three weeks something had undoubtedly changed. what started out as a pitch for taerae to tame your curiosity had since seemingly turned into a game of how many times during your weekly “movie night” he could make you cum before you passed out.

spoiler alert: it was a lot. taerae ate you out so much, in fact, that you were actually starting to worry…

was taerae addicted to eating pussy? had you been unknowingly enabling his pussy addiction? were you going to have to stage an anti-pussy intervention?

help check him into pussy rehab?

“fuuuck,” you whine, fingers threading through taerae’s hair as the sudden feeling of his tongue fucking into you breaks your train of thought. you’d already cum twice but taerae has caused you to become so greedy.

even if taerae had some sort of problem… who were you to complain when you were reaping all the benefits of it?

a moan from taerae brings your attention back to him and you notice he’s already begun humping the bed just a few minutes in. the past two weeks, he’d become less and less able to hold himself back; rutting into his mattress while you came on his tongue for hours. 

you’d seen taerae like this last week and gently pulled him up to you by his shirt collar; salivating when you saw how hard he was in his joggers. your fingers hooked over his waistband as you looked up at him tentatively. you expected him to eagerly agree, but instead he’d just shook his head and returned his lips to your swollen cunt.

watching as taerae moans into you at both your sweetness and the friction on his clothed cock, you realize just how desperate you are to make him feel as good as he had been making you feel.

“taerae,” you say but he doesn’t hear you, eyes closed as his tongue laps at your folds. you tug his hair a bit harder to get his attention, repeating, “taerae?”

his eyes flutter open as he looks up at you--  pulling back from your pussy reluctantly. he runs the back of his hand across his chin, wiping some of your juices from his mouth. “what’s wrong, baby? everything okay?”

you shake your head. “tae...”

“what, baby?” he asks, pushing up on his hands and sitting up to dote on you. he places a hand on each of your knees, pressing kisses to the inside of each leg. “tapping out already? i know you can give me more.”

“tae, i--,” you whine at his words; sitting up a bit on your elbows. eyes falling to the crotch of taerae’s ugly red sweatpants he'd had since high school, the small wet spot you find sends a fresh wave of need to your core. “want you. want you so bad.”

“y--... you do?” he asks in utter disbelief. he blinks at you nervously; swallowing hard as he averts your gaze. “are you sure? ‘cause i can just keep doing this if you want--”

“do you really not want to fuck me or something?” you interrupt, pouting at your best friend. “you’re so hard you’re soaking through your pants, so i just thought that maybe you’d want to. but you absolutely don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“fuck, i want to,” he says softly, squeezing your knees as his eyes find yours again. “but...”

“tae,” you coo worriedly, finally closing your legs and climbing over to him. “is something wrong? is all of this too weird? maybe we shouldn’t have done any of this...”

“no, no, no! i like this,” taerae pleads, shaking his head quickly. he presses his lips together for a moment, clearly unsure of whether or not to say his next thought. “i--... i don’t wanna fuck this up.”

your brow furrows at the sentiment. “you’re not gonna fuck it up, tae.”

“i am,” he says, scrunching his nose up. “because... um. well. remember when i said i ‘wasn’t a virgin’?”

“OH MY GOD, I KNEW IT!” you shout; much to the horror of taerae. you take his face in your hands, squishing it up cutely. “why didn’t you tell me, you absolutely adorable little virgin loser?”

“i thought you’d make fun of me,” he huffs through the pout your hands are squishing his lips into. you unsquish his face; pushing his floppy hair back out of his eyes sweetly.

“you’re really fucking good at eating pussy, tae,” you compliment; his cheeks tinging red. “you had me fooled... is that the only thing you’ve done?”

he nods shyly. 

“well look at us,” you say with a laugh, poking at his dimples. “no guys would eat me out and all girls will let you do is eat them out.”

he sighs; blinking quickly through his embarrassment. 

“well i guess we can be done for tonight, if you want,” you say, starting to climb off of his bed when a hand around your wrist pulls you back. you look at him, the expression on his face telling you he’s as “curious” as you were a couple weeks ago.

“or i can help you out,” you suggest and from the way his cock twitches in his pants, you know he was hoping you’d say that. “if you wanna... see what it’s like?”

“mm. wanna see,” he evhoes softly and you’re surprised by how much cuteness is radiating off of him right now. you’re on top of him in seconds, finally kissing him for what you realize is the first time. his lips are so soft and responsive and when he whimpers into your mouth, you tug his shirt up and over his head and push him gently to the mattress; his head resting on his pillow as he looks up at you through lidded eyes.

situating yourself between taerae’s legs, you pull at the waistband of his stupid red sweatpants and he helps you remove them. his bulge is straining against his black boxer briefs and you begin to palm him through them to help relieve some tension. as soon as he feels the slight pressure, he bucks his hips into your hand-- whining for more.

“do you want something, baby?” you ask, squeezing a bit firmer. he nods frantically, placing his hand over yours to keep you there. you squeeze a bit too hard now and taerae seethes at the pain. “don’t get demanding. you’ll take what i give you.”

he nods again, eyes wide with understanding. “m’sorry. m’so--... oh my god.”

pulling taerae’s boxers off his hips and down his legs, you sink down onto your stomach-- both of your hands wrapping around the base of his cock as you lick a long stripe from the shaft to the tip.

his dick is pretty— even prettier in your hands and you’re dying to put it in your mouth. sticking out your tongue teasingly, you tap him against it and the whimpers that fall out of taerae make you feel a bit dizzy with power.

after playing around a bit more with the head of his cock, you take his length in your mouth— pressing down on taerae’s hips to keep him from bucking down your throat by accident. 

tapping the back of your throat lightly, the sound that he makes is both deliciously obscene and concerning. you really don’t want him to cum before you get to feel that pretty cock stretching your walls.

you pull off of him and the bratty whine from the loss of contact that escapes him only inflates your ego. “if you cum down my throat, you’re not gonna get to fuck me. is that what you want?”

taerae whines again, his hand finding the back of your head and gently trying to push you back down on him. you know he’s not actually being forceful— he just wants you to react.

as you smack his right thigh hard, the mesmerized look in taerae’s eyes is thrilling.

“let me take care of you, okay?” you soothe, sucking his cock sloppily in between words. “you’ve been so sweet to me, baby. wanna make you feel good.”

taerae nods with a whimper as you straddle him; grabbing the base of his cock to position under your entrance. as he feels you sink down onto him, all he can cry is, “oh my g— oh fuuuck."

“fuuuck,” you echo in aas your walls slowly mold to taerae’s size. 

“please, please,” he moans; clearly already out of his mind. “n-need you s-so bad.”

“you’ve got me, baby,” you soothe, a hand gripping at either side of his chest. “how does it feel?”

“pussy so warm,” he cries, a hand finding each of your hips and holding them tightly. “so wet, too. oh my god it’s amazing.”

you wish all the guys you’d been with had talked to you like this. the way taerae basically worshipped your pussy was intoxicating.

“baby,” you whine— starting to fuck yourself on his cock. you watch as taerae’s eyes roll back in absolute bliss.

it’s only a few minutes before his nails are digging into the skin at your hips as he warns, “fuck, i can’t. m’sorry i can’t— gonna cum, g'nna—.”

“you can cum, baby,” you allow, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his lips. he keeps you there for a moment, kissing you and moaning into your mouth until you pull back. “want you to cum.”

“fuck, i--. fuck, m’cumming,” he cries; hips bucking into you as he reaches his high. as he slowly comes down, he’s unintelligibly babbling, “pussy s’good, honey— wanna live in it oh my god s’perfect i could die…”

“ssssh, baby, it’s okay,” you coo, pressing kisses up his chest. “you did so good.”

“mmm,” he mewls, covering his face with his hands as his cheeks flush pink. 

“you’re gonna wanna see this, tae,” you reach up and remove his hands from over his eyes, letting one fall to his chest and pulling the other towards you. lifting up off of him, taerae hisses at the loss of warmth as his cock falls to his stomach-- still leaking slightly from the tip. 

“holy fuck,” he moans-- the sound turning to a light, disbelieving laugh as he watches both of your juices start to drip out of you and onto his balls. you bring his fingers to your core; coating his middle and ring fingers in the mixture and bringing them to your lips. you pop them in your mouth, sucking them clean as you see taerae’s cock twitch at the sight. “you’re so fucking hot-- i can’t take it.”

taerae sticks his fingers back in your entrance; this time bringing the liquid to his own lips. he pops his fingers in his mouth, exhaling with satisfaction at the taste. taking you by the waist suddenly and flipping you onto your back, he folds your legs to your chest-- granting himself full access to your pussy. he looks at you; the hungriest you’ve seen him yet as his focus returns to your messy, throbbing cunt. you whimper as taerae husks, “gonna clean you up.”

so what if he's addicted?, you think as he dives in again.

so are you.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

“dont irl artists base their art on other artists how is ai different” i mean there’s a million answers but most crucial is that real artists don’t train on actual child sexual abuse material and ai databases have been found to have been trained on those! like am i going crazy why are people not fucking mentioning that. it's immoral to use a program that uses actual child abuse images to make art for you and bc of the way ai is currently trained It Almost Certainly Is. csam is not exclusive to the “dark web” or whatever if you’ve talked to a mod of anything ever you’ll know idiots try and put the most awful graphic images of children being harmed on places like Reddit and Twitter all the fucking time. places ai Is Trained On. and an ai can scrape an image before a human can delete it. i don’t want an image that is in any way associated with a child being molested and that is not an acceptable way for any technology to act.

[chrysalizzm]

survival of the fittest: predictions for generation two

i said in rancord sub-boosty chat that i would probably write a comprehensive meta regarding my theories for generation two and then it got nuked bc i wrote way too much in one message w spoiler blinders so here it is!

spoilers for generation loss episodes one, two, and three.

given that i started watching genloss assuming it was an allegory for genetic algorithms in ai due to the language of “generations” (knowing now that generation loss, as a concept, refers to “degradation of quality resulting from imperfect reproduction techniques”) i think that there's an element both of refinement and of deterioration here. a couple of elements are at play:

for those unfamiliar, a genetic algorithm is a method by which self-learning ai acquire and refine their pool of knowledge. very generally speaking, ai are trained in “generations,” with each generation learning from its predecessor and improving upon itself to reach its ultimate goal. to this end, genetic algorithms use process of elimination to narrow down the best ai—in other words, natural selection: survival of the fittest. the strongest wins. 

in the context of genloss, this seems to align with showfall media’s goal: creating the Perfect Hero for their Perfect Show. it also, perhaps, hints at what’s to come in generations two and three. i get the feeling that we will be seeing new ranboos, each one better equipped for the tasks demanded by the show than their previous iterations, and yet also retaining the knowledge that allowed the generations before them to survive. what are favorable traits within the ecosystem of showfall media? complacency? levelheadedness? the ability to perform unflinching normalcy under hellish conditions? at any rate, showfall media wants the generations of our hero, ranboo, to eventually acquire the skills to be the ideal protagonist and engaging pov character, whatever that may entail. it’d behoove us to keep an eye out for changes in generation two that seem influenced by the erratic and even unstable nature of generation one. 

(on a slight tangent: this is also how our brains learn things, and is relevant to trauma formation and retention. we often develop trauma responses to specific things—triggers—because those are what helped us survive traumatic experiences. there is positive reinforcement here: because we survived, we will do it again, and again, and again. parallel to natural selection, our brains prune responses; this is why trauma survivors have altered responses to things that may seem completely normal for people who don’t share those triggers or responses with them. altered response in brain structures, particularly the amygdala (the so-called “fear center”) are part of the observed neurobiological differences btwn those with and without ptsd—but i digress.)

on to generation loss. this has probably already been theorized before so i won’t beat a dead horse, but in the context of knowledge retention and crystallization as mentioned above, i think we’ll also see the next generations deteriorate significantly. this may manifest as more frequent breaks between the narrative of the show and what’s actually happening (e.g. this clip [blood and emotional distress tw] of the showfall media illusion breaking and us being shown ranboo elbow deep in charlie’s blood) and likely more emotional turmoil and derealization on the part of generation two and three. i wonder if generation two will inherit generation one’s cracked mask as a symbolic gesture and as an implicit warning, but that’s just broad speculation (and i imagine that mask is pretty much crushed to bits by now).

also re:the idea of imperfect reproduction causing the phenomenon of generation loss. we have to remember that ranboo is not the only character to be rescripted. charlie has had multiple generations. sneeg has had multiple generations. it’s sort of implied jerma has had multiple generations just by proxy of how long he’d been part of the genloss project. circling back to charlie and sneeg, though: their generations were imperfect. they made mistakes that broke the flow and immersion of the show, and it cost them. the generation that made the mistake was killed, and a new generation—streamlined, scripted, perfectly seamless—was put in their place. i found sneeg particularly rebellious, and also wonder about the importance of that hat and how it seemingly granted him self-awareness. at a guess it was because the hat was a holdover from the previous episode so the continuity error was what fucked sneeg up, in which case the hat didn’t actually have to be put on sneeg for the same effect to happen, but sneeg did hold it together remarkably well—long enough to attempt an escape. i wonder if that, too, was scripted. i wonder if everything we saw, everything we were handed with both hands by showfall and by hetch, was scripted.

ultimately i was super intrigued by genloss and am hyperfixating on it, if you couldn’t already tell. it was an incredible production with an incredible cast, story, costuming—everything. i’m in love with it. thank you to ranboo and to everyone on the cast and crew for genloss and i’m very excited for what’s next.

other stuff that stuck out to me that didn’t quite fit into this prediction:

hetch isn’t the founder, he’s just someone who appears to have control over the production that ranboo specifically was starring in (which is still a lot of executive power). saying that makes me wonder if there are other shows showfall media is in charge of, and genloss is just one of them. i found it interesting that hetch told ranboo to keep his mask at the outset of ep3, and this was the main reason why i personally did not trust him.

according to the genloss bts twitter, there was a “live” ending. that said, i think hetch opening the floor for ranboo to speak directly to the audience was what ultimately swung the vote so far to “die.” i’ve seen people talking about this already: we swarmed the vote en masse for “live” until hetch told ranboo they would just be reprogrammed into the show again, and ranboo begged. they begged us to let them die. look at us. we were never going to be able to say no to them. (i also think ranboo’s death makes for a compelling story in the future regarding my theory of generations, but i don’t know what the “live” ending would have looked like, so this is fully biased.)

thinking about how the show was shaped to culminate to ep3 from the beginning. we’ve seen and heard hetch through it all, and he was the one to break the illusion for ranboo. every last bit was scripted. uhh something something i think ranboo’s rebellion against chat in ep3 was also intended, even if the specific code that he chose wasn’t scripted. it really defeats a person to realize nothing is in their control, you know? the freedom was an illusion after all.

sources

what is generation loss (concept)? how genetic algorithms work human-guided machine learning optimization of knowledge acquisition

[bobbiegalore]

What sort of stuff do you look for in a partner

On top of the obvious (be quite left leaning, feminist, queer friendly, sex positive etc.), I think the main thing is that my partner is *interesting*.

I want someone who has passions. It doesn’t matter so much what those passions are but it’s great to be around someone who is strongly invested in things outside of themself. I want to be able to talk about art/literature/politics/culture with you. I want to listen to you explaining your special interests to me and getting opinionated. I want to be able to go place and do activities with you.

I’m single and chatting with a few people but I have two main guys that I’ve been dating for a while on a relatively serious basis.

Guy A is a hot older man. He’s a journalist and author who is very passionate about politics and current events. He writes books about subjects he’s interested in, has a lot to say about the things he cares about. Loves trains, Dr Who, his dog, history (especially the Roman Empire lol), literature etc. He takes me to weird museums and art galleries and cocktail bars around London and we have great insightful conversations and make each other laugh and make each other think. We have great physical chemistry, great sex and we’re very attracted to one another.

Guy B is an absolute dreamboat, very sexy and fun. We have a lot of great physical chemistry and he showers me with attention and praise. He has a very solid responsible management job but he’s also in law school, training to be a sexy tech lawyer bc he’s very passionate about legislation around things like AI/deepfakes etc. In his spare time, he’s massively into basketball and is currently teaching me about the NBA and getting me addicted to sports. We like to stay up late and watch sports together and have fun. He’s a big nerd who runs like five different DnD games with his friends, who are a big queer diverse group of people.

They’re both very different but the thing that they have in common, aside from being physically gorgeous, is that they’re fun and interesting. They have shit going on in their lives and can hold long interesting conversations about a variety of topics they’re passionate about. They both make me laugh. They both make me think.

They have lives outside of me and don’t depend on me but at the same time, they’re both very loving and generous and kind with me and treat me well. They’re both emotionally mature and deal with things in a healthy way.

If I was looking to be in a relationship right now, those are the kind of qualities I would look for in a partner.

[mayordeas-clone]

saw a take that peeved me in the vocaloid feed on bluesky but i don’t wanna be confrontational there + my thoughts are too powerful for a 300 character per post thread so im making it tumblr’s problem

due to my intense vsynth brainworms this is going to sound incredibly pedantic and annoying which is why i am posting it here okay here we go

the post was sort of a ‘callout’ of a creator who uses synthv for covers of fnf songs or whatever. the general body was like “they write their own lyrics but they make the vocals using ai with a program called synthesizer v” (the implication being, “this person is an ai-using fraud, don’t support them”)

if ur in the community or like have a little bit of an idea of how ai is associated with synthv specifically this is a nonsense uninformed take (the ‘ai’ training is used for autotuning/cross language synthesis/some other shit idk but the point is it’s not the type of ai that like, writes the melody/lyrics for you and is voiced from random samples from unknowing providers but i’ll get back to this later)

ai is mentioned on synthv’s website (also vocaloid’s much to the detriment of news articles that report on hatsune miku) so it’s a common misunderstanding, whatever. it would be nice if people actually looked into the ways ai works in vsynth at least a little bit but in an age where artists are on the defense against the ai boogeyman i guess i sorta understand the knee jerk reaction to assume the ai in vsynth software like synthv is the Bad kind. annoying, but nothing new.

but i think what made this post rotate in my mind to the point of crystallizing into unnecessary rage is an add-on that was like “i just prefer my music to be sung by real people!” followed by “by the way, vocaloid isn’t ai, so no you’re not bad if you like hatsune miku music”

ohhh man this actually did piss me off a little cuz wow way to really shout to the heavens that you have no damn clue what you’re talking about

firstly, i COMPLETELYYYY understand that the premise and general sound of vocal synth music is not for everyone. the computerized words, the unrealism, or even the fact that it’s not an actual person singing, like whatever that’s fine i get it. but like you can’t go around and be like “by the way vocaloid [aka hatsune miku] is chill don’t worryyyy” bc that line of thinking from my understanding doesn’t really make sense? miku isn’t a real person either 😭😭 her latest release even uses ai! (at least i think it does cuz vocaloid 6 has ai support but idk i guess that doesn’t matter) does she just get a free pass cuz she’s an internet darling?

miku is a piece of software where you write the midi for her vocals and input the lyrics so a slurry of samples recorded by saki fujita can be played back in an in-character singing voice. synthv is a piece of software with similar character voice databases where you do the same thing, write a midi and input lyrics so a database’s voice samples put it all together to sing back. the inclusion of ai in this process is to streamline the workflow for the user to automatically work out the pitch transitions between notes to save on time manually tuning, creating a more realistic playback. this ai, perhaps merely the inclusion of these two letters in the proximity of synthv’s marketing, is what makes synthv both Significantly Different and Inferior to miku.

the lack of ai with vocaloid (as far as op knew, cuz need i remind you vocaloid as of its 6th installment uses similar ai to synthv lol) making it Better than synthv sent the implication, TO ME, that op thinks that the ai used in synthv is the type that like, takes samples from other people without their permission to create the voices (then leading to the “i just want my songs sung by REAL people” aka not sung by dubiously gathered samples). i recognize this means of creating ai voices to impersonate other people and make them say things they should not without their knowledge or permission is CERTAINLY bad but like that’s not how any of this works if we’re talking synthv (you could argue this applies to those utau banks that make voicebanks for like sonic the hedgehog and shit but those usually sound like ass and are about as convincing as a sentence mixed youtube poop). maybe that’s not what they meant (i don’t wanna dig up the post cuz i don’t wanna be bothered and it’s probably gonna piss me off to the point of starting something which i don’t want) but based on my understanding of their point this is like. wholly untrue. in fact synthv voicebanks (particularly those from eclipsed sounds whose terms of service are free to read on their website) have special terms specifically designed to protect the voice providers of their databases BECAUSE of the extra realism in their voices (terms such as, “you can’t credit any voice work done with Solaria to Emma Rowley [her voice provider] or anyone else besides the software itself” in the case Solaria is used to say something objectionable and cast it on Rowley, that would be a breach of the terms and might even get your license revoked). shit like that is likely what people who are afraid of ai voices expect to happen but there were contracts signed to protect and inform the voice providers of what their vocal likeness is being used for + compensation paid to them for their work providing vocal samples SPECIFICALLY for this product. and ofc miku is the same. ITS THE SAME. BUT MIKU IS A FUNNY INTERNET MEME SO SHES FINE. GRRRRR!!!!!!

[victory-cookies]

I’m writing the reflection for the stupid AI assignment I had to do for class and it’s taking everything in me to not just write I HATE THIS SHIT fifty times

[irimori]

sorry for another ai related question but I hope you read and hear me out:

that’s awesome to see you can draw and your skills really show! You just use ai as reference, which I somewhat understand where you are coming from, getting reference can be hard especially if you have a specific pose in mind! references in no way make you lazier or bad, but using ai generative art is feeding a system that “steals” (I put quotes bc ik it’s more complicated than that) from artists, that AI then trains itself every time it is used. you’re supporting programs that main purpose is to take the human out of art. I know AI in of itself isn’t inherently bad, it’s used plentifully in different industries even the art world like animation (klaus and spiderverse). But generative ai is just so harmful, there’s so many other resources where you can make or find references, like for example, something you could’ve used in your recent ghostface post instead of AI could’ve been an application (ex: magic poser, posemy.art, blender) where you can rig 3d models into whatever pose and angle you like!

I get where you are coming from, generative AI is super interesting and I can’t help those who want to play with it, but I don’t think you guys realize how destructive using these programs are to the very community you’re apart of. Nobody can stop you from doing what you want of course I hope I was able to give you a different perspective and hope you don’t see this as another “nagging anti ai hater” but as someone who just wants to help a fellow artist out!

I totally get where you're coming from—I've had over 10 years of my online portfolios scraped and included in some of these AI systems, so I understand the concerns. But it's important to differentiate between using AI as a tool for inspiration or reference and outright copying someone else's work.

When I use AI, it’s in a very limited way, and the end result doesn’t closely resemble any specific artist’s work to the point where it could be considered copyright infringement. The AI helps me explore creative possibilities, but the final piece is still very much my own vision. You would be hard pressed to get an AI to raw output slasher simp art.

I used to be strongly anti-AI too, mostly because I hadn't taken the time to understand it fully. But after learning into how it works my perspective changed. I’m not blindly pro-AI now, but I do see the potential benefits when used responsibly. I think it’s important to be "Anti-AI in specific contexts" rather than dismissing it entirely. It’s a nuanced issue, and my views might evolve as the technology and its implications become clearer, but based on what I’ve learned so far, I feel comfortable with how I’m currently using it.

[morgenlich]

i definitely do feel that tech companies calling everything AI is not like a conspiracy theory so much as them trying to cash in on the latest Cool Thing, and i think that’s an important thing to say bc i will not stand for conspiracy theories, though the way some people act about AI (in the industry or not) really does make me want to pull my hair out….i see ppl sharing news articles on reddit and then using chatgpt summaries to describe them all the damn time and it’s like…ok so are you reading the article? or are you doing one step more than just reading the headline?? assuming the summary is even accurate anyway…. and every new pc wanting to call itself an AI PC ™….do you like copilot? no? too bad that’s all we want you to use for anything anymore…��

(and ethics etc aside, like, it’s too early in the game for these so-called AI products to even be good anyway….)

and it’s frustrating bc i feel like i am constantly begging for ppl to acknowledge situations have Nuance bc AI Bad as a blanket statement is not. good. especially coming from people who don’t know anything about ML. ML has a lot of very good, very practical uses, and it’s been used for years! identifying cancer cells, that one australian team that trained robots to id and kill crown of thorns starfish to protect the great barrier reef, etc etc.

even generative AI i’m hesitant to put a blanket ban on, because i have seen it done well, when i visited the charité museum (of all places) in berlin last fall—

(though i dislike the big, popular models for all the obvious reasons)

[timefadesaway]

i’ve just woken up so i can’t be bothered to word this properly AND I’m not even a techie but tbh a lot of the hatred of AI is like. a bit pearl-clutchy or screaming at a film of a train coming towards you or whatever. there is obviously a lot to be said in regard to implementing it within creative industries and in terms of using it to just avoid paying artists but just like robotics it is something that should have great utility if used ‘meaningfully’. like the idea that automation should be used to make lives easier and to remove a large portion of labour from society without impacting wellbeing/way of life. to make people have more time of their own rather than time at work. obviously not going to happen in the current economic system but there is nothing inherently wrong with AI it’s just about utility… and of course we should be using it to replace or support menial, difficult or dangerous jobs not creativity and entertainment and art etc etc. although honestly in some ways the same thing goes for AI art in general (when you look at it as a tool). models have bad data scraping methods and things but i don’t think all AI art is bad just bc of the fact that it’s made by AI. it just asked some questions. because what is art? like if someone programmed a robot to create an original piece of art without that kind of theft then we could call them the artist really even if it was the robot that did it. the robot itself is the art. same goes for AI imo but it’s extremely reliant on the ethics. there are not as many divisions between tech/science and art as you think. again obviously current usage of AI on the forefront of things is not good. but i don’t think it’s the end of the world we just have to utilise it differently. like are we kind of scapegoating it for just the problems of automation under capitalism

[ink-beneath-her-fingernails]

throw these children on the pyre (they will light your funeral fire)

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Fandom: Avatar: the Last Airbender

TW: canon-typical references to zuko & ozai's agni kai, the whole situation with the 41st division is also heavily discussed, but overall there's nothing super graphic, and no actual character death. please let me know if there are any other warnings that should be added.

Wordcount: 1,030

Originally published: June 9th, 2023

Summary: maybe, if things weren't the way they were, it's something the rich fuckers in charge might've actually seen coming.

but then, if things weren't the way they were, the agni kai wouldn't have happened. if things weren't the way they were, the whole plan wouldn't have been introduced in the first place, and it certainly wouldn't have fallen solely to a thirteen year old boy to decry it.

so maybe, really, this was always going to happen.

(or: that first agni kai has far reaching consequences.)

Notes: n/a

Transfer Notes: this was initially written in my phone notes, and wasn’t really meant to turn into anything, which is why it’s in lapslock. this work is also the first one i’ve locked on ao3, and i will likely be locking all others in the future to avoid ai scraping. don’t quite have the same qualms about posting it here bc for some reason i feel like it would be a bad idea for anyone trying to train writing or chat ais by scraping fucking tumblr.

maybe, if things weren't the way they were, it's something the rich fuckers in charge might've actually seen coming.

but then, if things weren't the way they were, the agni kai wouldn't have happened. if things weren't the way they were, the whole plan wouldn't have been introduced in the first place, and it certainly wouldn't have fallen solely to a thirteen year old boy to decry it.

so maybe, really, this was always going to happen.

you see, here is something that is expected: news takes time to travel.

here is what is not: official orders mean half a dozen extra layers of bureaucracy for every new pair of eyes that pass over them, mean waiting on desks in piles for hours or days.

and rumors? well, rumors take far less time to spread than troop movements.

it goes like this: one soldier gets a letter.

she thinks that her siblings have a real sick sense of humor that's only rotted further since her leaving.

but then two more soldiers get letters.

funny, that the same silly, horrid rumor reached them as her, when their families are all so far apart. but hey, rumors travel fast, and the war is many-legged.

except it's not just one, or two. then it's three, five, a dozen, forty-two, the nephew of a serving maid in the imperial palace, the daughter of a guard in the heart of a caldera, too much, too many, and suddenly—suddenly, thinking this is just a baseless rumor is getting harder and harder. suddenly, people are talking. messages from family members are being compared, from friends, from old co-workers and classmates they thought didn't give half a damn about them, from every far corner of their nation and then some—the mainland, the outer islands, the colonies, the front, even.

because suddenly, half the squadron is getting more letters in the span of a single week than they have in their entire lives, nonetheless their three and a half months since joining up or being conscripted.

and with every letter the tension grows thicker, the silence heavier, morale lower.

every piece of parchment, every shaky character in dark ink pleads the same thing in so many shades, dripping like molasses in their throats, blood down their chins, latching into their very bones no matter how hard they try to shake them, listen. listen. please, dear agni, listen. fight. run. anything. goodbye. i love you. please live. you're not meant to leave alive. he burned for you. it wasn't enough. you need to go. stay alive stay alive stay alive please stay alive.

the orders that will put their division into the jaws of death with no remorse are still buried in a pile of parchment somewhere with others just like it, weighted down with a cup of tea spiked with something sharper, prospective deaths paid no mind in exchange for more important things.

what else is not expected, then?

well, that young soldiers will not take their own kill orders laying down so lightly.

that half of them didn't choose to be here in the first place. that being a fresh face might mean bright-eyed idealism, but it also means that they haven't made solid connections here yet, haven't fully settled into this routine like they'll live it for years, haven't grown numb to what they'll eventually be asked to do, or started thinking about things like military career paths.

that, perhaps, loyalty isn't so much bought with three squares a day, a hard cot, and a barely-livable pay every two weeks to send home to people they might never see again, as it is earned, through things like actions, like sacrifice, like trying to put a stopper on the blood before it's spilled.

that people are far less stupid than those in charge often account for, and even with minimal training, a newbie division of hundreds and thousands outweighs the two dozen officers trying to keep them in line thrice over with far more room to spare. that, when motivated, people are willing to push back. sometimes, they're even willing to do so together.

their marching orders are only twelve days away by courier and three by hawk when the entire 41st division makes a very, very vocal decision to resign.

maybe jeong jeong made a name for himself, being the first to desert.

but there's power in numbers. and suddenly, there's a whole lot of kids who are very, very motivated to make sure a bunch of greenlings just like them (and their friends and their families) don't get put on the pyre next.

this is war, of course. sacrifices have to be made. after nine decades and counting, every one of them knows that. but—nine decades and counting is an awful lot of time, to learn the difference between going to battle with even the faintest hope of survival and going in with your death warrant already signed; between dying for a broader, greater purpose, and dying for something that could've been achieved any number of other ways; between what's necessary and wasteful.

(they'll fight a war, sure. just not the one their nation had really been counting on.)

and, well, if the rookies aren't safe—who is, really?

the 41st is far from the last to leave their posts. in the span of only a single month, ozai accomplishes what no other firelord has for the past six hundred and forty nine years: he begins turning his own army against himself, en masse.

half a world away, a spirit and those of one thousand and one people it's inhabited lay perpetually active as they have been for the past several decades, inside the body of a little boy, inside the warm embrace of his animal guide, inside the freezing prison of the glacier they're entombed in, inside the dark, lethal waters of the south pole, and together, they wait, for the spark that will light the fire that will split the glacier that will bring balance. it will be waiting for years yet.

on the shores of the earth kingdom, on the creeping slopes of the fire nation, a revolution starts now.

[turtle-clown]

In which Ecolo has feelings

Aka turtle is back on their bullshit: AiColo edition

Heads up, Im not very experienced in writing things for puyo puyo so this is probably off in some way. Also this has a very abrupt ending which is partially on purpose (bc I thought it would be funny)

[Note: this is actually technically pre AiColo, however it’s very much implied there are feelings goin on in here]

Every now and then, Ecolo would wander their way towards somewhere or something that has living beings, this time they came across the SS Tetra. They decided to pay the crew a visit (and maybe torment them a little), so they floated their way towards and into the spaceship. As far as they could see, everyone was doing the same tasks they seemingly do everyday; which is very boring if you ask Ecolo, which is kinda hypocritical since all they do is float around in space. But eventually they started to notice a sound coming from somewhere, somewhere on the ship someone was whimpering like a dog. So, out of curiosity, they followed the noise.

Eventually they found themselves in a room (they guessed that it was a bedroom, though they couldn’t tell due to how it looked), and looking at the source of the sound. In the corner, the engineer of the spaceship, Ai, was curled up in a ball whimpering. Normally, they wouldn't have cared that much, yet… there was something in the back of their mind telling them to help him. The only problem was that they had no idea how to comfort someone (they had a hard time dealing with emotions, both theirs and other peoples), and yet they wanted to try.

“Um, hello?” Amazing start Ecolo, ten out of ten. Almost immediately, Ai managed to back himself further into the corner (if that’s even possible) and started barking at them (it’s more of a yip really, they just don’t know what word to use). While thinking of what to do, they recalled something they heard about what to do when Ai is in this state. ‘The best way to calm Ai down is to battle him, that always brings him back to his senses.’ That didn’t exactly make sense to them, besides it doesn’t seem… right to battle him in this state. Lowering themselves to get more on his eye level they reach their hand out. “Hey, I’m not gonna hurt you alright? You're okay.” He still seemed unsure however; eventually they realized it probably had something to do with the fact that they’re not exactly tangible. Realizing this, they changed form, becoming more humanoid. Which seemed to work since he looked less afraid, so they got closer, ending up sitting next to him.

Being closer meant that they could see more of what Ai was like in this state (for example he was crying at the moment), although there is something unexpected from being this close. He started to latch onto their arm, like he was hugging it. It was at this point they started to try and process what they were feeling; previously they had never really had this specific emotion before, it was similar to when they were around Ringo but… different. (In the back of their mind, they thought for a second that this is what amitie was talking about that one time, but they quickly killed that train of thought. Love was meaningless to them, it’s just some word humans use for things they like). Ecolo was snapped back to reality as Ai did that whining noise again, and despite their mind yelling at them about this, they pulled him closer into their arms.

Eventually the noises stopped, which was good, they assumed. Although they were more surprised by Ai talking. “I… apologize for having you assist me through this.” This was the first time he ever talked to them; they didn’t really know what to say, so they continued to sit in silence. After a long beat of silence Ai said something again, this time it was a bit more… concerning to them. “How did you change form? I don’t recall you doing something like this last time I saw you.” How does he remember that? He shouldn’t remember that. Even if he remembered after the two worlds were separated again, their existence hasn’t been remembered by anyone other than Ringo. “You… remember me?” “Of course I do, you would be very hard to forget.” He chuckled at that a little, they didn’t find it as funny.

Much later they got up from the floor (mostly because Ai said he should probably check on things, Ecolo because they didn’t really want to be there anymore), once again Ai talked. “It was nice seeing someone from the puyo world again, even under the circumstances.” He smiled at them, they got that feeling again. “Uh… Same.” After giving the (honestly very lackluster) response, they promptly turned into their usual form and floated through the wall, out of the ship.

Back in the vacuum of space they attempted to clear their head, yet they couldn’t stop thinking about the SS Tetras engineer. No matter how hard they tried, he wouldn’t leave their thoughts. Later on Ecolo would return to the SS Tetra to give Ai a note. The note said ‘get out of my universe’.

[lqfiles]

it’s the way she acted like me using the word melancholy and ambiguity is otherworldly and i couldn’t come up w that by myself. cuz why did she quote my paper w the sentence i wrote ambiguity in and ask me to define it WHICH I DID girl worry ab the people in the class who still cant use homophones im sorry IS THAT MEAN???? im deadass so mad at her bc she was praising this boy like crazy for his writing and she’s like “when you’re passionate about a topic you’ll write well so choose something you enjoy” that’s what i did??? and she told me it was TOO GOOD THAT I COULDNT RECEIVE A GRADE??

and the only reason i’m so negative about math is bc one i can’t do it beyond basic algebra and i don’t even technically need it for a psychology degree but most universities require it as a general education course w at least 3 credits 💔 i left my original uni for a community college so they also require two physical education credits… and i wasn’t about to do coed swimming..soooo

#NonchalantAntics fr ❗️

—🪼goonzilla

this reminds me of how once when my teacher was evaluating my work i used a word and she was like “you just made that word up” LIKE GOD FORBID MY VOCABULARY IS SLIGHTLY BROAD…. BUT HDJFHSJDHSJ IM ACTUALLY DEAD it’s her trying to get a gag out of you and then you gagging HER like bet she didn’t expect THAT ONE 😂🤦🏽‍♀️ did she deduct points from your grade tho? because she doesn’t have any concrete evidence to say you’re using AI and take marks off 😭 what an interesting teacher you got wow

YOU ARE SOOOOO ME OMG idk if i said it yet but i had to retake maths like when i tell you that subject was HELL and i just didn’t like or get it (the irony is kinda funny because i used to do a tech based course that usually needs maths… good thing we switched 🤦🏽‍♀️) but whatever gets you that bag sis tho swimming as a course is kinda funny like are they trying to train you for the olympics by any chance? maybe you should’ve applied 🌝

[flaringfoxsoul03]

Since demon slayer matchups are possible imma sneak my request in ahah. I go by he/they, and am bi so any character works for me as long as they aren't a minor (im in my early 20s).

My friends describe me as someone very open and explicit. I don't really hold back with what i say (got better with age). I like to keep it real even if someone may not like what they will hear. I'm definitely argumentative (at times a bit overbearing bc I get real passionate - esp if it has to do with history). Yet id say i am definitely open to being proven wrong and i always try to get down to the truth rather than "win" the argument. Play devils advocate a lot too. I'd say my moral compass and priorities are a bit vague since my opinions are everchanging and i am way too flexible to fit into anything since i feel like i can fit into everything ("jack of all trades but master of none" type struggle). Commitment issues towards everything in life except romantic relationships.

I'm also big into art (especially sculpting, painting and architecture). I thrive mentally when i look at stuff that's interesting, satiating and stimulating. It is almost like a source of energy. Hence, i naturally gravitate towards ppl who stand out and are big into self-expression thru fashion, cosmetics, etc. I personally express myself thru jewellery tho since I am really into it. Anything large, unique and smth "no one wants to buy bc it is crazy-looking".

There's not much i dislike but the biggest issue i have is a narrow and closed mind. Also useless bureaucracy. I hate waiting for my papers and procedures lol. Also big hatred for AI art.

Other random likes - board games, museums, airports, cooking, crafts (making hats for my pet), lightning and thunderstorm (just...the sexiest sounds ever for my ears), dinosaurs, marine animals and reptiles lol

Ty in advance and if you choose to not do this request, that's fine by me :) have a good day

Oh my goodness, darling noooo! I just take a long time to get to reaching these requests when I hit a Writer’s Block and I just feel stuck (it says so in my pinned post)! I’m sorry it’s truly taken so long, but it’s finally here now!

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I match you up with…

Kyojuro Rengoku!

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I think this is a very nicely matched pair I’ve gotten set up! Rengoku is like your polar opposite alignment, but it wouldn’t really be a big deal since you both follow similar patterns enough to not be totally out of sync, but different enough to keep things interesting! Rengoku is the burning flame and you’re his gasoline, a truly explosive match indeed!

Matched up against each other in a training exercise, it was really no surprise he beat all of the trainees in the obstacle course. What was a surprise, though, was that you were basically neck and neck with him the entire length of the course. He only beat you at the last second, clearly frustrating you. Your brash direct attitude evenly matched with his fiery passion and loud volume, you both started fighting with your words, freaking out some of the attendants nearby. Don’t worry, Shinobu punched both your heads to get you two to shut up. After you sparring with each other day and night (albeit the weirdest things to fight over like who could make the floorboards shine brighter), Mitsuri sets you both up on a date, and the rest is a shooting star cosmic wonder!

Renogoku never understood why you were so mad that you were bested by him of all things. He thought it was admirable that you craved to be better than the best of the best. He even offered to help train you. Though, his phrasing could have been done better as you both immediately jumped into an impromptu sparring session due to your frustration and anger. You both got to have a nice sit down talk in the middle of a destroyed demon base in an abandoned (or what’s left of it honestly because let’s face it you accidentally destroyed the demons in your fury and Rengoku’s “gentle” redirecting blows to them) dojo like house in the middle of the pine tree forest.

Honestly gets a little jealous when you hang out with the Serpent Hashira, Igoro Obanai, due to his reptile, Kaburamaru, being one of the few reptiles you keep in close contact with. Rengoku doesn’t realize this is jealousy and assumes he’s being a jerk and tries to not be one which often leaves him less responsive and quieter than usual when you’re all in close proximity of each other. Mitsuri thankfully recognizes this (to some degree) and doesn’t blame him too much and tells you to spend more time with him afterwards as a result.

Wears a lot more jewelry as a result, makes the Sound Hashira, Uzui Tengen, jealous with how “flashy” it is and ends up begging you (more like stealing you in which Rengoku has to steal you back which turns into a reality comedy show for the spectators…) to make him some of your jewelry for himself and his wives where Rengoku again with jealousy and having his own internal struggles of understanding how to handle it and what it means to him as he lacked his own emotional availability and care from his own family issues.

Rengoku can’t hear as well these days, hence he speaks loudly majority of the time. However, when you’re both spending time together, he quietly asks you to describes some of the sounds he can’t hear as clearly, especially during some of your favorite things to do like watching thunderstorms and lightning strikes. He loves watching you go on and on about how crisp the lightning strikes are against the ground, how the thunder ripples across the angry grey clouds like how the waves are gently caressing the sand on a calm beach. He can’t get enough how you never tire to explain to him in great elaborate detail of the sounds he can’t hear as well.

As I mentioned, I personally headcanon that Rengoku has issues with emotional availability and care that isn’t violence due to his upbringing. Thanks to his father becoming emotionally stunted through his alcoholism and the grief of his wife, Rengoku’s mother, passing away, he’s unable to connect with his two remaining sons as a result. This is where Rengoku becomes quieter and takes care of his younger brother until he leaves to join the Demon Slayer Corps. When this is finally all revealed on a rather tense night when you had both been sparring much more than usually lately, you demand that you two both go take his little brother out of that horrible environment until his father is willing to pull himself together by his own accord. He’s absolutely crying right then and there from your confession, so eternally grateful for having such a intensely bright person come into his life and wants to take care of his little brother that also aspires to join in the Demon Slayer Corps? Absolutely stunning. I also wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to propose to you right then too~.

Overall, after the initial lack of being able to find a communication style that worked for you guys well, I’d say Rengoku would be very excited to have found a life time partner that also allowed him to continue improving himself and his skills to kill demons together. He loves how nurturing to fiery bright you can be, from taking in his little brother and reading stories to him at night when you think he’s not watching to telling him he’s an asshole for saying it the way he did in the middle of a battle with a demon. Truly couldn’t be more grateful that he’s got such a unique and powerful person to stick by his side for as long as possible while working the Demon Slayer Corps. together.

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And the follow-ups are:

Akaza

and

Uzui Tengen

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That’s all folks!

~Fox