#holy theft

[boozerman]

GRAND THEFT AUTO VI (2025) dev. Rockstar Games

[tapeworrmart]

Ignite 🔥

Black and white vers under cut:

[bollowed]

[cozylittleartblog]

y'all I CANNOT win, some fucking clown AI upscaled my TADC fanart and is selling it on etsy. What the fuck. I hope I have better luck with the takedown on Etsy than I did with fucking aliexpress...

They even erased my cool ass background 😔

[scarletk537]

As time passes on, after Claude Speed explains the dream he had while holding the snake necklace in his grip in despondent and stoicism look on his face, Tommy Vercetti and Carl Johnson looked at each other before looking back at Claude while Sereena Lane looked at him in concern after hearing what he had explained.

"So… you had a dream of three men shot down by the police, which looks like British police, in the streets of London, and you recognize one of them as a guy wearing black suit and tie, and glasses with a gun. Is that right?" Tommy asked in intrigue and curious, to which Claude nodded in silence.

"And how long did you had that kind of dream?"

"Um… about when I was around… 2 and a half years old, I think…" Claude pondered in uncertainty.

"Damn, that's like 30 years ago, man. You were just a baby back then?" CJ asked in surprise, to which Claude nodded again as he response, "I saw myself as a toddler, looking up at the same man in a black suit giving me this necklace… it was all a blur. Really blur…"

"Hmm… do you know that guy's name, Claude?" Tommy asked in skeptical, but Claude shakes his head. "No… I don't know who his name was. I… I don't remember what happened. Why I had these kinds of dreams like this… whenever I had that necklace? I want to throw it away but… I think the necklace and the dream had a connection to me, something I never had the chance to know, until now…"

"Oh Claude…" Sereena puts her hand on Claude's shoulder in comfort and worry, and as Tommy pondering in silence, he finally speaks,

"Um… it might sounds ridiculous but… if that person was here, right now… what do you wanna say to him?"

"What? Tommy, it's just a dream. You can't just act like a psychiatrist or something," CJ interjects in incredulous. "What if it wasn't just a dream, CJ? What if his dream is more than that?" Tommy asked firmly, to which CJ went silent afterwards as Tommy said to Claude, "Why don't you try it, Claude? Imagine if that same guy is here right now. What do you wanna say to him?"

"Well…" Claude looks hesitate and uncertain of what to do, before he takes a deep breath and clutches the necklace and tries to imagine if that same guy in black suit and glasses was here, and as he continued muttered to himself, he heard an odd familiar voice that wasn't belong to either CJ nor Tommy, but someone else…

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END OF PART 2

[merlindotpdf]

oh my god dallon finally killed him.

[gaykarstaagforever]

Man. White rock groups from the 60s, like the Beatles, were sure lucky Black artists back then weren't in a position to sue the shit out of them.

[cover-your-ears]

fighting god (Genshin Impact)

[krawdad]

Hot damn there's no statute of limitations on workman's comp cases

[to-the-batcomputer]

my impatient ass could NOT spend 2 minutes with bruce wayne

[mothsolar]

Long post below. Tl;dr ai art isnt new and discrediting the tool due to the misuse isnt giving it enough credit. Also image generation looks cool but everyone's a coward who wants to hide the computer fingerprints.

So I'm in the middle of a digital art program for school and we talk about the use of AI a lot. This isn't exclusive to when it started getting big due to image generators getting better, this is something that has been in active conversation since I first enrolled years ago. From chat bots to image generators to audio generators, AI is always something we are made aware of. And that's what has been making the conversation about it so interesting and disappointing to me.

Don't get me wrong, I despise the art theft as much as the next person. Every time I see someone use AI to recreate art (not just use it as an image source, just flat out recreate it) it makes me so genuinely mad. It gives a new and very efficient tool for people who can't make art to the level of quality they desire the ability to make it very quickly using nothing but some quick prompts and trial and error. Sure, you need to cycle over and over and over again while messing with text prompts to get your desired results, but it's faster than spending days worth of long painting sessions to make something that elaborate.

But the gimmick of making quick paintings is about the extent I think this can go. And it is a gimmick with how it's being misused cureently. These resources for AI generated content didn't just appear out of nowhere, it's been building for years as people keep experimenting with it to make new things. It is a tool, nothing more. The problem is that it is currently being misused and the internet is blaming it on the tool rather than the ones who use it in most conversations.

Computers process the world differently than people. They see things different. Hear things different. Think things different. When a computer sees a dog, it doesn't see a creature with fur and warmth and joy, it sees a collection of pixels that, after thousands of iterations of cross-referencing other images of dogs, is defined as a dog. There isn't any tactile or social assocciation, just raw data that is *somewhat* accurate. This is WILDLY different than what artists do when studying something to draw.

If you haven't heard of the shrimp method of learning to draw things, lemme explain real quick. When you wanna draw something new, you wanna study the real thing and draw a bunch of pictures of it and get a sense for how it exists in physic space. The texture of a surface, the way the lines make edges, how does light reflect off of it. You do this to get an idea for how to abstract this object as a 2d image rather than a 3d thing. That's how a human learns to draw stuff.

How a COMPUTER does it is based on this image recognition of mathematically figuring out which pixels approximate the learning data most effectively and if you've ever seen those websites from a couple years ago that would generate dogs, you can see how this doesn't work well as all! Everything's blurry and melty! There's too many teeth! Where does the hair end and the skin begin!? Horrors beyond my comprehension?! This is how a computer sees the world and i think that is so FASCINATING!

Even when a human attempts to steal art, they trace the lines they see and do similar kinds of studying. When a computer does it it appoximates based on image training and that's how you end up with these portraits of girls looking to the right with melty hands with 7 fingers that looks similar to the other portraits of girls looking to the right with melty hands and 7 fingers. The prompts and image data are all too similar and everyone's using the same program! Even tracers have a tracing style that's unique to them!

Computers create images in such a strange and interesting way that I adore picking apart and seeing all these images being generated to mimick human painting is just such a waste! You're trying to erase the one thing about AI that makes it so unique! This of course without drawing attention to the noncconsentual art theft required to even do such a thing. I can't claim to know when visual ai art began but I know it's not new because I was playing with tools like deep dream in 2019 for a digital art class. The reason this got big is because people finally learned how to hide the fingerprint of a computer well enough for it to win an art show and now it's seen as "good enough to replace the artists withholding their art from us."

I don't think AI can replace people. At least not commercially (which is where most of this stems from as art is seen as a comodity to the people making these claims rather than a form of expression and exploration but I'm not getting into that.) In the cimmercial scene, relying on a computer and random generation to create your assets is incredibly time consuming and inefficient. An artist provides updates and in-progress work that can be changed easily before being finalized. A computer processes the images until it's finished to give to you and if you don't like them, you need to start over again and wait. Doing this for a long term project would take ages and get expensive very quickly. It will not take off commercially.

But what about fine arts? AI has been in galleries since the first chatbot was developed and has only gone on from there. There are digital artists that have been ai generating music, images, conversations, movies, and so on since they got their hands on computers. This isn't new, it's just another tool.

Now I know this entire post has been talking about AI in a glamorous light, and that's because I still like it. I fucking love how computers process information amd seeing the debug tools and all the little calculations they do on the backend. This is an expression of that for image recognition. HOWEVER, like i have been saying throughout this entire post, THE ART THEFT CAUSE BY LEARNING ALGORITHMS AS WELL AS THE PEOPLE USING THIS TOOL FOR BLATANT THEFT IS BAD! I am so SO tired of seeing how horribly its being used and all the discussion being shaped by that. The fact that people put specific artists and art repositories in their prompts disgusts me to no end and i could go on about the backlash and other artist media and my mixed feelings on the ai ban, but my thumbs hurt and its 3. Just let it be known that in the right hands, ai art can be really cool.

[esosage]

https://www.youtube.com/live/JJUy4pfwXLU?si=SwPwYSnzxXQYbQ5t

Oh what the fuck.

[scarletk537]

After the events of all adventures going on in all three cities: Liberty City, Vice City and San Andreas, the trio gangsters: Claude Speed, Tommy Vercetti and Carl Johnson are reunited together, with Sereena Lane and the two children, Cleo Speed (Claude Speed's son) and Tamia Vercetti (Tommy Vercetti's daughter), while reminiscing their past mistakes and even recalling good times they had during their adventures. However, something bothering the scene, as Claude, like usual he rarely talks in public, only personal and to people he was close with, but Claude is pondering in contemplating about something…

"Claude? Claude!"

The voice of Sereena snaps out of Claude's thoughts, which he in return his eyes to her.

"Y-yes, Reena, what is it?"

"You've quiet for quite awhile right now," Sereena asked in concern.

"Uh, Reena. He *always* a quiet one. He's the tongueless snake type of guy," CJ remarks matter-of-factly, only to be whacked by Sereena with a rolled newspaper, much to Tommy Vercetti's chuckling. "He was just saying that's all. No need to be offensive."

Then, Tommy turns his attention to Claude. "I can see that you're contemplating about something. Was it about the kids' future? I can take care of it, don't worry."

"No no, it's not that, it's um… something else. A-and not Catalina either. It's… aside from that," Claude said in uncertainty and contemplation.

"Aside from that? Like… what?" CJ asked in curious, before Claude looks at Sereena. "C-can you give me my uh… my necklace there?"

"You mean, this snake necklace?" Sereena inquired while giving the silver snake necklace to Claude, to which he replied, "Yes, that's the one."

As Claude holds the necklace in his hand, his mind went elsewhere, pondering in deep silent, with his dark eyes stare down at the necklace on his palm in contemplation, while the rest watching in confusion as what he is pondering about the necklace.

"So… what are you staring at this necklace for, man?" CJ breaks the silent with the question. "I mean… it's just a goddamn necklace though. Nothing interesting about it, right?"

"It's… it's more than just an ordinary necklace, CJ," Claude stated without looking up. "Ever since I had this necklace with me… and ever since I asleep every nights… I had this dream."

"Dream? Dream about what, Claude?" Sereena asked in confusion.

"It's… it's complicated, really. Like a loop but… very vague…" Claude described in puzzling state.

"A loop dream? Can you recall what dream you had ever since?" CJ asked. "And… what does the necklace had to do with that dream of yours?"

"Carl, easy there. If Claude said his dream is vague then we can't force him, alright?" Tommy interjects with assurance, which CJ lets out a sigh. "Yeah, you're right man."

"Though I can recall details in the dream, just not that much," Claude replied. "Atleast I can remember a bit."

"Alright, just tell us what dream do you have all this time," Tommy said as he's ready to listen, with Claude look at Tommy, then CJ, then Sereena, while the kids are still playing at the distance. After contemplating a bit, Claude lets out a sigh and response, "Alright, I'll tell you. It was… it was an old dream, like it never go away, it has to do with this necklace I've been holding for so long. And in that dream, there was a man. A man… wearing black suit and tie, glasses shine through the streets holding a gun in his hand, and those eyes… I cannot get it off my head, those glistening blue eyes lies the person, who knows that dangers are about to get him, but he never backs down without firing the shot… yet."

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END OF PART 1

[vrtlzmbie]

i’ve had the same username on tiktok since 2020 only to find out that a dream smp fan has been using it on here and i’m literally vomiting i do not want to be associated with a group that makes fun of lesbians and makes slave jokes so if you follow crypticaa on tiktok, this is my only blog, username slightly changed bc a dsmp fan stole my user 🙃

[wakeup01]

Theft Of A Bro

Uffh. Yeah, that’s good. Just like I thought…tight. We’ll see how long that lasts. No need to talk bro, I know what you want to say. You’re sorry for reacting that way, that me being gay shouldn’t have changed anything. That you shouldn’t have used that slur, or called me a bitch.

Hindsight is 20/20 though, especially when you’re getting fucked by a bro who’s stealing your muscles. Dude, don’t look away. Look me in the eyes, I want you to watch your legs dangle hopelessly above you as I take your masculinity. Take the body you worked so hard for. And I want to see your expression when you begin to love it.

I can already see your arms deflating down there, becoming dainty twigs. You won’t be able to lift a thing with those. That’s okay bro, you can give that bulk to me. I’ll put it to good use. Fuck. See them balloon, so fucking good man. Rrrrww! My biceps feel so much stronger, check out these guns. Check out YOUR guns on my body. Haha. What? Come on bro, you can forgive me for a bit of flexing. Okay maybe a lot of flexing, but I can’t help it. You were always such a egocentric showoff - puffing out your chest like a territorial beast. A textbook, self obsessed fuckboy, now I understand why.

And just look at my expanding pecs. So fucking thick and juicy. Bouncing in time with my th—thrusts! Those used to be yours. You always hated how guys used to eye them up, but now you’ll be the one salivating at them. No need to try and deny it my dude, soon enough your body will have new…needs. Wow bro, you’re already looking real flat down there. Those endless hours spent at the gym to boost your fragile ego, only for me to steal it within seconds. All that definition just fading into your tiny, slimming stomach. Those grab-able hips. Fuck, me on the other hand, I’ve never felt stronger. You could break rocks on here! I’ll take good care of these abs, they look better on me anyway.

Aww, your square jaw is rounding out to a cute little pouty face. Squirm all you want. You look so adorable when trying to seem angry bro. Hard to take you seriously when you’re blushing so intensely. You did always tease my boyish features and now my head is like chiselled marble. And you? That button nose and those freckles, guys are just gonna love you. Say goodbye to being a manly jock. Hello twinky boitoi! I think your waist is now thinner than your girlfriend… or is that ex girlfriend now? That’s a body designed to be fucked brah. So just let me fuck it. Take it like a BITCH! Like the BITCH you thought I was.

Uff. I can feel my cock expanding inside you. The veins pulsing, flowing with blood. Can you feel it too bitch? Yeah, by your expression I know you can. Stretching your hole wide, filling you to the limit. Feels good, doesn’t it. Don’t look now but your dick is shrinking. I’m stealing all that length, all that girth; pushing mine deeper and deeper inside you. Pounding that prostate. There you go. A tiny nub. My churning balls are dropping lower and swelling as yours shrivel up. Mmmff. Fuck that’s sick bro.

Yeah, it’s okay to moan. Your breathy voice getting higher and higher, as mine gets deeper. Don’t be embarrassed. It’s normal for slutty bitches in heat like you. It’s in your nature. Especially when in the presence of an alpha god like me. Whew, my pits are sweating like mad, just smell that intense musk. Smells just like you used to, bet that fact makes you real hard. Smelling your scent dripping from another man as it’s stolen from you.. Sniff and moan. Sniff, moan and give everything to me.

Holy shit, even your skinny legs are hairless now bro. Just like the rest of your smooth, svelte physique. How does it feel? How does it feel to be the ideal gay bottom slut, the very thing you abhorred.

Why so quiet broski? Oh that’s right, we’re trading that pigheaded ego for an eagerness to please. You had enough confidence to share, so I’m taking it. Taking all of it. Fuck. Yes. Your outspoken nature is draining into me, leaving a timid little mouse in it’s place. A stark difference from that rude, puffed-up dick you prided yourself on being. Even now I bet part of you wants to talk back, be a brat. Hm, but that shy smile betrays what you really are. A well behaved boy who knows his manners. Isn’t that fucking right? Heh, good boy.

Look at me and see what you used to be. Marvel at me, marvel at what you’ve lost. Starstruck at your own well deserved comeuppance. Feel your nub twitch at the sight of the perfect man fucking your jock-hood into nothingness. That strength being sapped away. It makes you feel so small and weak. But you can’t tear your eyes away.

Your head? Sorry bro, I got bored of being the dumb one, so yeah, I’m taking your smarts too. Even if you did waste it and let your cock make most of the decisions. Maybe if you hadn’t held it over me, looked down at me. Well…who’s looking down now? Don’t worry, being air-headed has it’s benefits. That empty look in your eyes, the open drooling mouth. Blissful ignorance. The cute way you’ll get confused at the simplest of things. The ‘ummms’ and ‘huhs’ as you bite your lip and push out your rear. Talking like the complete basic bitch gay you once hated. The constant state of mind melting hornyiness. Dumb as a rock. A complete ditz. You’ll get by doing ‘favours’.

I’m not a jackass though. Not like you were. It’s only fair you get something of mine bro, you can have what’s left of my body fat. Unf. Straight to your rear. Let it plump up your butt to a perfect round bubble. A wobbly shelf. A big bouncy booty. Woof. Yeah just like that. The perfect entrance to your endlessly usable fuck hole. Damn, it’s tight. Let’s conquer it.

Bruh, your masculinity is truly delicious, surrender the rest up to me. To my new hulking, godlike form. Purge every trace of manliness from your puny effeminate body with abject glee. Lisp, smile and giggle like a silly little girl. Like the Femboy you were destined to become.

Like a BITCH.

Say again? Bthweed? Oh, you want me to BREED you. Way ahead of you bro. When I cum with my monster cock, your pretty little head will become stuffed with thick, cummy cotton candy. And bro, it’s never gonna clear up again. I have a new adorable outfit already picked out for you. Thigh high socks, booty shorts, a tiny thong and a nice thick collar with your name on the tag. BITCH.

I’m gonna enjoy parading you out in front of all our fraternity bros. You’ll pretend to be all timid and ashamed but I’ll know you’re actually loving the sense of humiliation. Loving your new place as my emasculated gay fucktoy. If you beg enough I might even let the rest of the frat borrow you. I’ll be sure to let ‘your’ girl know that you were a good hole after being passed around. Maybe she’ll even give you tips, you’ll be besties in no time.

Hm? That’s ‘thank you sir’ to you. That’s better. Let’s be clear, we’re not ‘bros’ anymore. I’m a fuckmachine and you’re a glorified fleshlight. We need to make sure you don’t forget your role. A simple tag will suffice. I’ll even let you choose where your ‘BITCH’ tattoo goes. Forehead or rear, it’s up to you. Yeah boi, I think it’ll look good there too.

Now open wide BITCH and be ready to swallow. I’m about to fucking blow.

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Whew! That was a good fuck. Clean up boy, the other bros will be here soon and I…woah. Damn, I feel lightheaded. It’s like my brain is overstuffed. With…stuff. And my cock, uughhh. It won’t soften. Maybe I took a bit too much from you, but fuck, I couldn’t help myself. You deserved it after all. But bruh, I need to lift! Huhuh! Oh shit. I don’t want to be exactly like you were! But dude. Like bruh! My head! Gotta lift! Gotta flex! Gotta get to the gym and be the blockheaded fuckboy muscle jock this body deserves!

Pass me your old jockstrap, yerhh, my huge cock gonna do the thinking for the both of us brooo!