#I’m baack!

[wislana]

my beautiful baby sydreli, imperial agent

[supernatural-dreamer]

The Unnatural and Unexpected (Embry Call x Black! Reader) Pt. 4

A/N: Hiya everyone! We're baack with another installment. School just started back for me and it's been kicking my butt so apologies for any delays. This part changes focus a little from the main character and is little bit of a filler, but rest assured it's getting juicy... Enjoy! Cheers!

~Lauren

This is set during Eclipse around newborn battle. This is tailored for a African American/Black female reader specifically, however all are welcome to read..

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Masterlist

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Imagine being Embry’s imprint and tagging along with the wolves to their newborn training session. However, you’re always in for an unexpected surprise when you’re around Bella..

Unfortunately she was right. The wound was deeper than anticipated. No wonder why it was hard for you to stop the bleeding. As much as you cared for him, you were silently cursing Embry and Jasper every which way. 

Damn superhuman strength.

Not even fifteen minutes after she walked in the door, Emily had your wound disinfected, helped clean you up, and even started heating up leftovers she brought over. Bless this woman.

“Just one more stitch, I’m almost done, hon. Hang in there.” You winced in pain as she covers up your fresh stitches with a bandage dressing. 

“I at LEAST owe one of them a slap for the fight. This is crazy.” Sitting up gently from the living room couch, Emily helps you into the kitchen. 

“Deal.” She pulls out a small bottle of vodka from her bag with two shot glasses and places them on the counter. You raise an eyebrow, smirking. 

“This is JUST for now until I can get you some painkillers tomorrow. Unfortunately, you’re out of Tylenol and the drugstores are closed.” She shrugs her shoulders at your slight shock and amusement. 

“Being an ex-nurse has its perks. Food’s almost done, you hungry?” 

——

After finishing up eating and graciously accepting the little alcohol. It was only then you remembered the days earlier events.

As much as you wanted some time, you thanked your lucky stars that the one person you probably needed showed up at your doorstep.

“Sorry about how I answered the door earlier.” Sheepishly, you start to look down at your kitchen floor.

“Nothing to apologize for. Sam told me everything that happened and I came straight over and don’t worry, they don’t know I’m here.” 

“I appreciate it. How’s Embry holding up?” Sighing heavily, Emily places her plate and yours in the dishwasher. 

“Sam, myself, and their partners let him have it after finding out he hurt you. Is he justified in his anger, yes, but he shouldn’t have let it get the best of him.” At this, you bury your face in your hands. This is such a mess. You didn’t mean to cause any of it.

You hear her shuffle to sit next to you as she gently pulls your hands from your face. 

“Hey, NONE of this is your fault. You never asked to be in this situation. The only people at fault here are Embry and Jasper. Jasper chose to keep it from you and both of them hurt you. As much as I love the pack, they do not get to decide anything for their imprints, especially after they hurt them.” It was then you looked up at her. The fluorescent light of the kitchen made the darkness outside look endless.  For the first time, at least to you, her scar was more prominent on her skin. 

“I made the choice to stay with Sam, but you don’t have to. As much as I’m not a big fan of the vampires, I value yours, and the other imprints, well-being above all else.” She pats your shoulder. 

“Now, for the most important question, Comedy or Rom-com?” 

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tags: @fckwritersblock , @zoexme , @abluejay-comments , @solar2solstice

[evellsims]

I’m baack!

Hii! It’s me again. I have finally returned ✌️

I really needed that break but now I can’t wait to get back into creating again! So next month (July) I will start up my patreon again with early access.

Here’s a sneak peek of some things coming soon! 👀

[shukufuyu]

[Event Story TL] Weeping Star on a Summer Night (Chapter 1)

Hisoka: (Doesn’t seem like there are marshmallows…)

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Foreign customer: Thanks, I’ll take this one then, I’ll definitely come back. Thanks in advance, store manager.

Hisoka: Thank you for coming.

…Sigh.

I should prepare to close up.

[Sound]

(Is there someone else…?)

Nosta: Meow meow~

Hisoka: I knew it. You’re playing around the storefront display again….

Come on, Nosta. You can’t.

Nosta: Meow~

Hisoka: Your portion of snack I gave you earlier was the last one for today.

Nosta: Me~ow

Hisoka: No.

Furuta: Haha, you guys having a sibling’s quarrel or something?

Hisoka: …Welcome back.

Nosta: Meow~

Furuta: Thank you for taking today’s shift. I happened to bump into the customer you talked to earlier, they said it’s their first time seeing you.

Hisoka: …I didn’t do anything special though.

Furuta: Come on, it’s nothing like that. It means you’ve done well, and thanks to you managing the store, I can rest easy when I go shopping.

Ah, you have to go back soon, right? I bought a few foreign sweets earlier, if you want, do take the ones you like.

Hisoka: (Doesn’t seem like there are marshmallows…)

Ah—-

Furuta: Have you found the one you want already?

Hisoka: …Yeah. I’ll take this one.

dorm

Hisoka: (I’m hungry. Should I eat the snack I brought back earlier?)

(...But I feel like if I eat that now, I’ll have to write a wish…)

…It’s kind of annoying, I guess I’ll eat marshmallows after all.

Kumon: Wow, that’s so cool!

Kazunari: This is lit! Gotta upload it to Inste~

Hisoka: …?

What is it today?

outside

Kumon: Hisoka-san! Welcome baack!

Azuma: Welcome home, Did you enjoy the job?      

Hisoka: …I’m back.

Nosta kept jumping here and there, it was troublesome.

Muku: Nosta?

Hisoka: The store’s pet cat.

Misumi: Eeh~ Doing a part-time job together with a cat? I’m jealous~

Then I gotta write that down for my wish!

Hisoka: A wish?

Tsumugi: Yeah, Ginsenkai gave us a good bamboo to place our wishes on, here.

Hisoka: …I’ve never seen a bamboo this big.

Sakoda: It’s something the boss prepared! Ya don’t see bamboo this good every day.

Everyone can put up their wishes on this bamboo, Hisoka-san, here’s one for you!

Hisoka: (Ah, there are already ones who decorated their tanzakus)

Sakyo: Listen up, each person gets one tanzaku, we need to match up the quota.

Azami: Do we really need to?

Sakyo: The boss says decorate the tanzakus as stand out as possible.

Azuma: Can I write as many as I like?

Sakyo: Just use your common sense.

Kazunari: Then let’s write as maaany as we want until Tanabata starts! Even just one makes it easier to find it though!

Azuma: Fufu, then let’s make the Tanabata party equally appealing.

Omi: Guuys, the soumen noodles are ready now.

Kumon: Yaaay! I’m totally starving right now, come on guys hurry up!

Yuki: The food won’t run off if you don't run up to it you know?

Hisoka: …

(A wish… huh...)

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※terminology:

Tanzaku(短冊): small paper sheets used to write wishes

[multi-fandom-imagine]

(◕◡◕✿) stoic characters initiating physical affection for the first time || Link ||

A/n: I’m baack

Link spent a while watching you, he always enjoyed watching you.

Closing his eyes, he inched his hand closer to yours then grabbed hold of it. He was never one to initiate the physical affection.

Tilting your head you gave him a soft smile as you rested your head on the knights shoulder. Just as you were going to ask Link what was wrong you suddenly felt his lips against your own.

Feeling your cheeks warm, you let your eyes close Ashly placed your hand on his chest feeling his heart beat rapidly under your finger tips.

Breaking the kiss you then cupped his cheeks giving him a teasing grin. “You’re bold today.”

Hearing you trading him, Link huffed then rolled his eyes, his cheeks still tinged pink as he tugged you in close, your head resting on his shoulder.

“Hmp.”

[maddy-k-reads-all-day]

Wooly’s Whole World... ATA Everything's Fine AU Episode 6.

Previous Episode:

The ending theme music stops, signaling the episode's end.

“Wow that adventure was sooo fun!” Amanda beams, stretching backwards. 

“I'll say.” Wooly says, though his facial expression is completely flat. 

“So what should we do now?”

“I was actually thinking of heading home.”

“Wha? Already?! But I was thinking we could hang out some more.” Amanda groans. Wooly backs away a little, fidgeting with hands. He says nothing, looking at the ground. “But I won't force you. If you're tired we could just play some more another day.” Wooly smiles. 

“Thanks Amanda. Well, have a nice night.” 

“You too.”

Wooly walks the very short distance from Amanda's house to his. He walks in and flops face-first into the couch and stays there for a bit, enjoying the peace and quiet. Until… he heard the jingling house keys at the door. 

“I’m baack!” Fleecy sings, bursting through the door. She skips into the housing humming the theme song and dancing about the room. Wooly groans into the couch pillow. 

“Oh Wooly, there you are. I was going to pick you up from Amanda's…” says Wooly’s mother, Muffy.

“Why? She's literally right next door.” 

“I suppose that's true.” She sighs, hanging up her coat. “Would you mind playing with Fleecy for a bit while I cook dinner?” 

“Do I have too? I’m really tired.” 

“Please Wooly.” her voice holds a certain desperation. Wooly’s ears flatten. 

“Oh o-okay…” Wooly mumbles, standing up. Fleecy smiles and drags Wooly into her room. “What do you wanna play?” 

“Train crash!” 

“That sounds wonderful.” he replies sarcastically, picking up a train. 

“Haha! You sound like Amanda!” 

“Wha? No I don’t!” 

“Do too!” 

“Nuh-uh!” 

“Ya-huh!” 

“That’s not even a word!” 

“You’re not even a word!” 

“That doesn’t even make- Ugh. Can we start the game already?!”

“Okay! Screeeeech!” Fleecy takes a train and crashes it into the one in Wooly’s hand at full force. 

“OW Fleecy! Can we start a game that doesn’t involve you hurting me?” 

“Okay! Hmmmm… what to play… hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…” Fleecy sits in silence for quite a bit of time shutting her eyes tightly as she ponders. 

“Is it really that hard?”

“Yeah…” 

“Wow.” Wooly says flatly. 

“Kids it’s dinner time!” Muffy calls from the kitchen. 

“I’m gonna get there first!” Fleecy says immediately running out the room. Wooly slowly stands up and trudges behind her. Fleecy gasps dramatically from the other room. “Chicken nuggets and french fries?! Yay!” Wooly enters the dining room. 

“I wanted to make something nicer but…” 

“Today was a late day, I get it.” Wooly shrugs, sitting down. Dinner is relatively silent, aside from Fleecy’s happy bleats and kicking of her legs. 

“I have an announcement to make.”  Muffy says nervously, standing up abruptly. Everyone stops eating and looks up at her with wide and somewhat startled eyes. “Um… so… apparently I’m going to have to go on another business trip…” 

“Again? Really? It hasn’t even been a full month since you got back.” Wooly groans. “How long is it this time?” Wooly says without even glancing up from his plate. Muffy bites her lip, fidgeting with the golden heart-shaped locket around her neck. 

“At least a month…” 

“A MONTH?!” Wooly shouts, slamming his hands down on the table and knocking over his glass of milk. Fleecy quickly wipes it up with her sleeve. A shiver runs up Wooly's spine. “FLEECY DON'T DO THAT!” Fleecy freezes and stares at him with wide eyes that quickly well up with tears. “Oh no! I- I didn't mean to yell at you Fleecy, I'm sorry. I'm not mad!” 

“It might possibly be longer…” she mumbles. Woolys head immediately jerks back in her direction.

“But what about us?!”

“You’ll be staying at Amanda’s house. I’ve already talked to Sam about it.” 

“Mama’s leaving?” Fleecy whimpers, looking at Wooly. 

“Actually…” she stares at them for a bit, tightening her hand around her locket. “I’m taking you with me this time Fleecy.” 

“Yaaaaaay!” Fleecy cheers, standing up in her seat. 

“Wha? Wait, I'm coming too, right?” Wooly asks. 

“I’m sorry Wooly you can’t…” she says solemnly, looking at the floor. 

“Why not?!” 

“Because Wooly, you and Amanda are the main characters here. “Amanda has other friends she can go on adventures with. She doesn’t need me around.” 

“This entire world revolves around you two! It’s about time you realize that and take some responsibility!” 

“Wooly’s… not coming?” Fleecy mumbles. His mother nods. “Then I'm not going!” she pouts, folding her arms and looking away. 

“You are coming with me.” 

“No! No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOO!” Fleecy screams, kicking her legs around wildly. 

“YOU’RE COMING WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.” Muffy screams back slamming her hands down on the table. Wooly and Fleecy flinch. Muffy freezes. “I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to snap… I…” Muffy sits back down. 

“Mom… is something happening?” Wooly asks. Muffy’s ears perk up, but she doesn’t respond, she only looks away. 

“Everything’s fine.” she mumbles. She takes a deep breath. “Now enjoy your dinner.” Wooly frowns, staring at his mother the entire time. “Um… so how was your day today?” 

“Huh?” Wooly squeaks, sounding super confused. “Uuuuuh… it was… fun… why?” 

“I was just wondering.” 

“I got to go grocery shopping with Amanda and her dad and he let us get the big lollipops! They were so good. Then we went to the playground!” 

“That sounds fun.” Muffy giggles. 

“It… was…” Wooly narrows his eyes, chewing slowly. 

“Can you… please stop staring at me like that?” she laughs nervously. Wooly says nothing. “Okay… Fleecy, you went over Jordan’s house today right? How was it?” 

“Why do you wanna know?” Fleecy said flatly, without sparing a glance to her mother’s reaction. 

“What do you mean?” 

“You never ask us about our day. You just drop us off with random people and leave.”

“I’m sorry I haven’t been more present with you two…” she sighs. 

“See, you’re acting really weird.” 

“Well I’m done. This is awkward. I’m going to my room.” Wooly says abruptly standing up and leaving the room. He sits on his bed with his stuffed rabbit on his lap while he fidgets with it’s paws.  

“Seriously… What is going on?” Wooly mumbles. “She’s acting weirdly nice all the sudden… You don’t like that? No! I mean… it’s not bad but… I can’t help but feel there’s something more going on… You’re probably overthinking it. I sure hope so…” 

“Wooly? Who are you talking to?” Muffy asks from outside the door. Wooly’s cheek turn bright pink. 

“I… just my toys…” Wooly mumbles. 

“Oookay then. Can we come in?” 

“Sure.” Wooly replies. Muffy opens the door. Fleecy is sitting in her arms, already wearing her pjs. She lets out a big yawn as her eyes droop heavily. 

“Someone wants to say goodnight to you.” 

“Night night Wooly…” Fleecy says softly. Muffy bends down and Fleecy gives Wooly a big hug. Wooly kisses her on the forehead.

“Goodnight Fleecy… I love you.”

“I love you… too…” Fleecy drifts off to sleep. Muffy puts her finger to her mouth and scoops Fleecy up in her arms. 

“I’ll be back to tuck you in in a minute.” she whispers before leaving Wooly alone and confused. He waits patiently, fiddling with his fingers on the edge of his bed. Muffy soon comes back in and sits down next to him. 

“You just got baack.” Wooly whimpers, “And now you’re leaving again.” 

“Wooly I’ve told you a thousand times not to baa when you speak it sounds incredibly immature.” she says sternly. Wooly’s ears droop. 

“I’m sorry…” 

“I’ve already got enough on my plate trying to please the boss… I really need you two on your best behavior. Especially you. Do you understand me Wooly? I need you to promise me you are going to be good. Give everything your absolute best. Just follow the rules and everything will turn out fine.” 

“Okay…” 

“Promise me Wooly.” Again, her voice holds a sense of desperation Wooly is not used to hearing. 

“I promise.” 

“Another thing, once this business trip is over we’re moving.” 

“Mo-MOVING?!” Wooly gasps, he jumps up off the bed. She puts her finger to her lips and points to the doorway, reminding him of his sleeping sister. 

“Yes. But don’t tell anyone. Not even Fleecy knows yet.”

“But why?!” 

“I’ll tell you… later…” 

“When are you leaving?” 

“Tomorrow morning.” 

“What? No! I didn’t even get to play with Fleecy today!” 

“I tried to give you some time…” 

“Ugh and I wasted it.” Wooly kicks hit the bed frame then winces from the pain. 

“I’m sorry Wooly… this is all sudden… honestly I don’t even know when I’ll be back…” 

“But… you will be back right?” Wooly asks, squeezing his hands together. Muffy bites her lip and turns away. 

“Everything is going to be fine.” she repeats. She kisses Wooly on the forehead. “Goodnight my little lamb. I’m going to miss you so much.” 

“I’ll miss you too…” Wooly sniffles. Muffy’s eyes turn watery as well and she turns away and leaves. Wooly flops back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. His eyes are glassy and dull. “And just like that,” he narrates to himself, “Wooly’s whole world as he knew it came to an end.”

Authors Note: Yeah. This one got kind of sad. It took awhile to write this because I was really struggling to figure out their whole family dynamic. I kind of wanted Muffy to act nicer to the kids then usual out of guilt for leaving, but I also wanted to show that she can be rather mean. Idk if I got the vibe right.

Actually, if you guys could tell me your impressions/takeaways from my fics that would be really helpful because I want to know if I'm conveying the things I'm trying to write properly.

Also tell me your predictions and theories if you have any I love to see them! ^^

Also despite how long this one took to write I noticed it's actually shorter than usual somehow? But I think the point got across so I'm fine with that.

Anyway hope you enjoy!

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Seasonal Event - Anniversary Game: Episode 1

Azami: …

???: Oooi, Azami!

Azami: Hm?

Kumon: Good work today!

Azami: Kumon. And Tsuzuru-san and Juza-san…

Juza: Hey.

Tsuzuru: Are you on your way home from school too, Azami?

Kumon: What good timing! Let’s go home together, Azami.

Azami: Sure.

Kumon: Yay!

Azami: Why’re you so happy about this.

Kumon: I mean, it’s been a while since we went home together! And your uniform’s making me nostalgic.

Azami: Huh, it hasn’t even been that long since you graduated.

Tsuzuru: But when he was still in high school, you went home together often.

Azami: ‘Cause Kumon kept coming to my classroom to pick me up…

Kumon: We often went to family restaurants, ramen shops, and the batting center on our way home!

Juza: Kumon also came to pick me up after my lecture today.

Azami: You haven’t changed at all, even though you’re a uni student, have you.

Kumon: Who cares, why would I let the chance slip by, now that I’m in the same uni as Nii-chan!

Tsuzuru: But aren’t you lonely without Kumon around, Azami?

Azami: Not really.

Kumon: You say that, but I bet you really are lonely!

Azami: Haa!? No I’m not!

Azami: But, well… My school life has probably gotten quieter than it used to be.

Tsuzuru: Ahhh, I feel ya.

Tsuzuru: When Fushimi-san graduated, I started feeling lonely, even though I saw him at the dorm every day.

Juza: … Right.

-

Kumon: We’re baack.

Sakyo: … You really are a formidable opponent, Arisugawa.

Homare: No, you’re pretty good too, Sakyo-san. Have you improved since last time?

Tsuzuru: Oh, you’re having a chess match.

Kumon: Wow, seeing you play chess is so cool!

Juza: Who won?

Sakyo: Arisugawa. He’s like a beast at chess.

Azami: What, you lost, shitty Sakyo? How lame.

Sakyo: The hell did you say?

Tsuzuru: Now, now.

Homare: Sakyo-san was pretty good himself. It’s just that I was better.

Sakyo: What kinda follow-up is that…?

[Door opening]

Izumi: I’m home.

Juza: Welcome back.

Tsuzuru: Welcome back, Director.

Izumi: Oh, you’re playing chess! What timing…

Homare: Hm? Timing?

Izumi: Ah, no, it’s nothing…!

Kumon: By the way, can you play chess, Azami?

Azami: The rules are pretty similar to shogi, so I get what’s going on, but I wouldn’t say I can play.

Kumon: I see! But that’s still awesome! I wanna learn how to play chess one day.

Kumon: Should we look for some chess for beginners videos next time?

Azami: Sounds easy enough, why not.

-

Azami: (Gotta go to the music room next.)

Azami: (... Before, Kumon would call out to me as I walked through the halls.)

???: … I-Izumida-senpai!

Azami: ?

masterpost | next episode

[dynamic-dingo]

Chigiri and Kaiser, also I’m baack~

I’ve had this panel in my folder of ones to color for a while now, so I started it after Art Fight ended. I’m testing new ways to color using the panels. I like the clothes and hair here, though doing it for Kaiser’s hair was a pain. 

Their eyes were too small for me to do something with them, but I still tried

[verstarppen]

SHES BAACK!! i’m sososo excited to see what you have lined up!!! i swear ive been rereading your ENTIRE master list while you’ve been gone i hope you’ve been well :)) anyway love love love what you do 🩵🩵

thank you anon, I'M COOKING

[rosafi]

Twitter is awful so I’m baack!! And posting an orange snekky for @groundbit! Yellow is up next!  

[neodump]

omgggg you‘re baack waaaah Im so excited💕 hihi

Hi! I don’t want to say I’m back since I haven’t completed anything yet (I’m still trying), but! I hope you’ve been doing well and I’m sorry about the long wait!

[faiths-productions]

I’m baack

2025 art dump !! Can you tell I love lyric art

[cameronsprincess]

it’s game dayyyy😍 college football is baack and i’m excited!

[brighteststar707]

I’m baack!!!

[mariacallous]

Danish media outlets have demanded that the nonprofit web archive Common Crawl remove copies of their articles from past data sets and stop crawling their websites immediately. This request was issued amid growing outrage over how artificial intelligence companies like OpenAI are using copyrighted materials.

Common Crawl plans to comply with the request, first issued on Monday. Executive director Rich Skrenta says the organization is “not equipped” to fight media companies and publishers in court.

The Danish Rights Alliance (DRA), an association representing copyright holders in Denmark, spearheaded the campaign. It made the request on behalf of four media outlets, including Berlingske Media and the daily newspaper Jyllands-Posten. The New York Times made a similar request of Common Crawl last year, prior to filing a lawsuit against OpenAI for using its work without permission. In its complaint, the New York Times highlighted how Common Crawl’s data was the most “highly weighted data set” in GPT-3.

Thomas Heldrup, the DRA’s head of content protection and enforcement, says that this new effort was inspired by the Times. “Common Crawl is unique in the sense that we’re seeing so many big AI companies using their data,” Heldrup says. He sees its corpus as a threat to media companies attempting to negotiate with AI titans.

Although Common Crawl has been essential to the development of many text-based generative AI tools, it was not designed with AI in mind. Founded in 2007, the San Francisco–based organization was best known prior to the AI boom for its value as a research tool. “Common Crawl is caught up in this conflict about copyright and generative AI,” says Stefan Baack, a data analyst at the Mozilla Foundation who recently published a report on Common Crawl’s role in AI training. “For many years it was a small niche project that almost nobody knew about.”

Prior to 2023, Common Crawl did not receive a single request to redact data. Now, in addition to the requests from the New York Times and this group of Danish publishers, it’s also fielding an uptick of requests that have not been made public.

In addition to this sharp rise in demands to redact data, Common Crawl’s web crawler, CCBot, is also increasingly thwarted from accumulating new data from publishers. According to the AI detection startup Originality AI, which often tracks the use of web crawlers, more than 44 percent of the top global news and media sites block CCBot. Apart from BuzzFeed, which began blocking it in 2018, most of the prominent outlets it analyzed—including Reuters, the Washington Post, and the CBC—spurned the crawler in only the last year. “They’re being blocked more and more,” Baack says.

Common Crawl’s quick compliance with this kind of request is driven by the realities of keeping a small nonprofit afloat. Compliance does not equate to ideological agreement, though. Skrenta sees this push to remove archival materials from data repositories like Common Crawl as nothing short of an affront to the internet as we know it. “It’s an existential threat,” he says. “They’ll kill the open web.”

He’s not alone in his concerns. “I’m very troubled by efforts to erase web history and especially news,” says journalism professor Jeff Jarvis, a staunch Common Crawl defender. “It’s been cited in 10,000 academic papers. It’s an incredibly valuable resource.” Common Crawl collects recent examples of research conducted using its data sets; newer highlights include a report on internet censorship in Turkmenistan and research into fine-tuning online fraud detection.

Common Crawl’s evolution from low-key tool beloved by data nerds and ignored by everyone else to a newly-controversial AI helpmate is part of a larger clash over copyright and the open web. A growing contingent of publishers as well as some artists, writers, and other creative types are fighting efforts to crawl and scrape the web—sometimes even if said efforts are noncommercial, like Common Crawl’s ongoing project. Any project that could potentially be used to feed AI’s appetite for data is under scrutiny.

In addition to a slew of lawsuits alleging copyright infringement filed against the generative AI world’s major players, copyright activists are also pushing for legislation to put guardrails on data training, forcing AI companies to pay for what they use. Additional scrutiny on Common Crawl and other popular data sets like LAION-5B have revealed that, in hoovering data from all over the internet, these corpuses have inadvertently archived some of its darkest corners. (LAION 5-B was temporarily taken down in December 2023 after an investigation by Stanford researchers found that the data set included child sexual abuse materials.)

The Danish Rights Alliance has a notably hard-charging approach to AI and copyright issues. Earlier this year, it led a campaign to file Digital Millennium Copyright Act (DMCA) takedown notices—which alert companies to potentially infringing content hosted on their platforms—for book publishers whose work had been uploaded to OpenAI’s GPT Store without their permission. Last year, it spearheaded an effort to remove a popular generative AI training set known as Books3 from the internet. As a whole, the Danish media is remarkably organized in its fight against AI companies using media as training data without first licensing it; a collective of major newspapers and TV stations has recently threatened to sue OpenAI unless it provides compensation for the use of their work in its training data.

If enough publishers and news outlets opt out of Common Crawl, it could have a significant impact on academic research in a range of disciplines. It could also have another unintended consequence, Baack argues. He thinks that putting an end to Common Crawl might primarily impact newcomers and smaller projects in addition to academics, entrenching today’s power players in their current dominant positions and calcifying the field. “If Common Crawl is damaged so much that it’s not useful anymore as a training data source, I think we’d basically be empowering OpenAI and other leading AI companies,” he says. “They have the resources to crawl the web themselves now.”

[pinkhairandpokemon]

didn’t have any luck finding August last night but I think we’re at least still on their trail. don’t know how they’ve managed to outrun us for so long on a fucking Unfeazant, but- sigh whatever

I’m. so sick of this. they’re just a KID. fuck, they’re younger than I was when I helped stop the Darkest Day. only by a year but STILL. they should be worrying about- I don’t know fucking,, normal things high school aged kids should be worrying about whatever that is, not getting possessed by a- a fucking vengeance-crazy dragon from the ancient past, taking out its anger on them for something that happened THOUSANDS OF YEARS before they were born

I jjust. I don’t fucking get it. August’s only crime for beating kyurem back then was what, wanting to protect their fucking home?? they don’t deserve this none of us have ever deserved this you save thr world once and you get punished for it and you just have to DEAL with it because you’re the hero now and it’s your duty to put up with it and if you can’t fix it you’re a fuckking failure but you’ll feel worse if you don’t try and it’s never fucking ending why can’t wanting to hhelp be as simple as that why does it have to turn into a relentless and painful cycle you can never crawl out of bbecause you either get dragged baack in by force or yyou throw yourself back in because of this fucking sense of “obligation” or whhatwver that you can never shake

they’re a KID god fucking damn it I was a kid all of the others were just kids whyy can’t we just live our lives now why can’t we get our happy endings already I’m so tired I’m so tired of seeing the people I csre about get hurt I hate this I hate being a chosen I just want everything to be normal again pleasse

-Blake