#ruru rambling

[rururuku-skritches]

Meanwhile....

I threw a Wombo Dream image (with the 'Made with dream.ai 'card'" format still intact, no less) into the AI-detector that I've seen most often, and it confidently rated it as 0% likely to have been AI. There is one, single foolproof way to detect AI-generated and AI-assisted images, but it's one that a lot of people won't like:

You can be absolutely confident that an artist used AI if they say that they did. Anything else, and you're going to get a s false positives (like the OP's example) and false negatives (like the bit of unicorn pastry pareidolia in mine). Unfortunately, the tendency of people on the internet to repost images without their original source (or repost them from someone else who omitted the source, or repost from a repost of a repost that omitted the source, etc) makes that difficult. More than a few AI-made 'hoaxes' that I've seen tumblr up in arms about were, on the original artist's own webpage or instagram or wherever, explicitly labeled as art projects and AI-made or as incorporating AI elements, rather than a deliberate attempt at fooling anyone- but that only helps here if people take the time to try to track down the originals. The way that some people attack anything that's open about involving AI art doesn't help, either- all that accomplishes is to incentivize people creating it to either hide what they're doing or develop a resistance to the verbal abuse, or both. Best practices would be for everyone posting AI- or AI-assisted art to label it and everyone who doesn't want to see it to just block the relevant tag/s... but there's been enough bad blood that it might be hard at this point to develop that as a community standard. I don't have any answers. I just know that the current level of detection tools and current level of suspicion and accusation aren't doing any good.

every single one of these was painted from scratch by me and the "AI image detector" still thinks it's AI. It labeled a bunch of my art as highly likely to be generated by a human too, but it clearly has no idea what it's doing and just spits out a random result

This is why you can't trust the so-called "ai detectors"

[soap-ify]

i have many feelings towards this scene. why are his boobs popping out like that

[rhythmloid]

Hello?????

[chiliyue-archived]

SIGMA SIGMA SIGMA NDJDKL

[eljeebee]

Most of my characters (that had already appeared in my story) didn't have any references when I made them, and believe me, I made them with all of my heart, and imagination, and with love.

I have characters that were mentioned by name before, or still just listed in my drafts, and now that they needed to appear, and with no brainpower left to think what they look like, I thought of actors and actresses, and beauty queens and models, and used their likeness as references!

Do keep in mind that they won't be exact copies of the person I referenced to. There are times I can't get their lips, or noses, or cheeks right so I had to tweak it more, or less, or something else (😭😭😭😭)

So, in order of their CAS creation, these are some of my characters (that had already appeared) with their references:

Iris -> Glaiza De Castro (queen of full bangs i must say)

Mata -> Ruru Madrid (he also had that strip thing on his brows, and i didn't realized i also gave Mata those lol)

Beatrice Valderama -> Chelsea Manalo (our miss universe philippines 🥺)

Kashvi Argunas -> Charithra Chandran (confession: i have never read or watched bridgerton, but i've seen clips of her in the show and she's so beautiful, so demure, so yeah)

If you ask me what I learned from using real people pics as reference when creating sims?

I learned that I suck at noses and cheeks

[shynetyme06]

baker: hi, wanna spooky cookie *he says in a candy costume holding a try of spooky cookies*

Yes pls!!!!!!

[bluespring864]

Hey. For the ask game on ships. Do you mind if I ask two?

Novandy, because you just published for them again.

And maybe Ruru, cause I am curious.

<3

Novandy because I'm helpless not to. What with years worth of full body nethugs, the childhood friends turned rivals thing, their genuine delight of being in each other's company, always, Novak literally saying that he has a "romance" with Andy (and then begrudgingly amending to "bromance" lol), the way they bicker about inconsequential things but always have each other's back (Andy the only top player who outright refused to criticise Novak during the Australia debacle "i'm not going to beat him when he's already down" i think were his words), Andy saying that people don't appreciate Novak's achievements enough and that he's supporting him when it comes to the Slam record...). I will go down with this ship. I mean, look at them.

And RuRu because of fanfic :) The one about them locked in over night. And then I read up on their dynamic later and watched them play.

[christine-ye]

Current PreCure tier list because why not? Should note that I don't have any Cures I actually hate but some of them (especially Yui) are ranked so low because I didn't like how their writing was handled

[chocorade]

I've finally decided an official and permanent name for my small business and I'm so happy!! I like what it represents for me, and I'm super happy with the silly little logo I made + stamp mockup that I hope I can order for real soon

[soap-ify]

genuinely despise people who exclude gaz or are just ignorant to him. especially when he is literally one of the most interesting characters in the game and was in the reboot triology BEFORE soap and ghost were even in it. gaz has such a great character development and he is written in such an interesting manner too due to how he was questioning the morals and purpose of whatever they were doing in mw1. he has come so far since then and has already started to form a great sense of leadership in the new campaign. there is NO WAY one can be so oblivious to gaz. that's just racism at this point.

okay i’m really tired of the gaz exclusion💀

i was on a tiktok live of someone playing mw2 and this person was like “i like everyone except gaz” and this other person agreed saying “SAMEEEE” like ????? wdym everyone but gaz???? and so i asked “why do yall not like gaz genuine question” and then one of them asked “gaz is kyle right?” and just completely ignored my question😭 like atp it’s just racism cuz everyone but gaz???? you didnt even know that gaz was kyle???? did u even watch the actual gameplay???? im probably being over dramatic but this really ruffled my feathers clearly💀

[byanyan]

🧦 a half-asleep text. -- @crimson--corvid

texting promptsㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

[sms: ruru]ㅤur asleep arent u [sms: ruru]ㅤits 3pm of course ur asleep [sms: ruru]ㅤu prob pass out the moment the sun is up huh [sms: ruru]ㅤgod i wish that were me [sms: ruru]ㅤinstead im curled up in a closet [sms: ruru]ㅤfallin down youtube rabbit holes all day bc i cant sleep like the dead [sms: ruru]ㅤdid u know flamingos are pink bc of the shrimp they eat?? [sms: ruru]ㅤfuckin wild dude

[soap-ify]

gaz has such a kissable neck

[chiliyue-archived]

everyone saying " my turn next" or "I wish I was sigma rn'

NO

DAZAI HAD HIS TURN WHENS MINE???

[sodaslug]

hii there ! you can call me ruru or toffuu, i am plural however generally no other will post on here apart from me, ruru. please read this through for more information about me 🤍

⭐ . about disabilities & disorders of mine

im a high-complex support needs autistic / level 3 autistic with an intelectual disability (low iq). this means i heavily struggle with expressing what i mean correctly and process language differently. also have continued late regression of skills.

i have many disabilities and disorders. please be mindful, respectful and patient with me. Moderate ADHD Combined type, Mild visual impairment, learning disabilities, on the shizophrenic spectrum and mentally ill.

hypermobile enhlers danlers syndrome, chronic fatigue syndrome, chronic joint pain, unexplained momentary paralysis of the legs, medically suspected arthritis.

semiverbal with speech impairment, late met speech milestone. generally part time aac device user.

mildly hard of hearing and future wheelchair user.

⭐ . about my identity & who i am

im an intersex nonbinary transgirl, im also transfemneu and transxenofem and cistrans. i use a lot of xenogenders and am a pansexual lesbian.

i use shi/hir, kid/kidself, pie/pieself, mew/mewself pronouns for the most part, if you struggle with abstract pronouns, you may just use my name or it/itself.

⭐ . what will be on this account?

me rambling and silly posting, talking about my interests as well as my disabilities and my day.

continue below for further information on my beliefs and interests as well as tags.

⭐ . what are my stances / beliefs on things?

i support all types of queer folk and their identities and what they are, no matter if contradictory or not.

i support all plural folk no matter of origin or what labels they use, i wont exclude anyone or try to go at them because of how they believe their brain is wired.

i support educated and informed self diagnosis, however, intelectual disability is not self diagnosable.

lastly dont involve me in any discourse, may that be queer discourse, system discourse or ship discourse, i dont care and it's odd.

the misinformation and ignorance a lot of folk put onto the topic of the puzzle piece symbolism on autism is often ableist and should be worked on in the lower needs autism community.

⭐ . what i like, interests and so on!

special interests of mine

my little pony, specifically generation four or generation three merchandise. its been my special interest for about ten years now.

i have also had a special interest in autism for about seven years now.

and a game called adopt me on roblox has been a special interest of mine for five years now!

hyperfixations of mine which i have or which come back

breaking bad, shameless us, the amazing world of gumball, tokio hotel, cookie run kingdom, heartbreak high, isopods, snails, future man, avatar the last airbender and way more.

hobbies which i have right now

watching cartoons or east asian dramas

collecting toys, rocks, notebooks, stickers, manga, sensory items, stuffed animals and more

⭐ . the tags i might use in my posts

#rurusharing : just a general type of tag of mine, might use this when im just sharing about my day or something which happened.

#rururant : not particularly venting, but could be, it'll be sharing of some sort related to negativity.

#ruruspinterest : this is me talking about my special interests in any way!

rurufixates : mentioning of hyperfixations

[fritzes]

based on the uts video, I think we've been getting it wrong this whole time and that the more annoying one in the ruru dynamic is not in fact holger, but casper. jaa gate was really just casper rambling at holger in the locker room, trust me

[randomwriteronline]

If there was something Onewa would not neglect to mention, that was that the rest of the Toa Metru were wimps.

Another one of his qualities (if one could call it that) was his ability to explain, at length, each extremely precise and specific reason as to why the rest of the Toa Metru were wimps - which after a small amount of his rambling lectures could then essentially be boiled down to the singular problem of none of them being Po-Matoran and thus not having lived in Po-Metru.

Because that meant that they'd never spent hours working at an actual genuine real job - by which he meant carving, as everything else was too cushy and didn't make your hands hurt like hell once you finally finished nor force you to spend entired days outside with your scalpel and hammer several bio off the ground under the blistering heat of the twin suns in certain occasions; it also meant that they'd never forcibly shaped a cave into their own home by themselves, without any outside help, because that's how the Po-Matoran do it, and that just in case they weren't too keen on breaking their backs that much and joined a welder's village instead they'd never had to fight off wandering Rahi that decided to storm in out of nowhere to pick off a few neighbors just for the fun of it.

And that's how we liked it!

At least, he concluded each of his rants like that.

The first general silent consensus on the matter was that there was no way the Po-Matoran could actually honestly like living in what was essentially a smaller replica of Karzhani.

The second general silent agreement was that everybody would have very much liked for Onewa to shut up before they felt compelled to resort to the only other apparently available solution to the problem by tossing him off the Lhikan II and into the unknown waters.

Due to the whole "unity" thing, they were trying very, very hard not to do that.

Nuju most of all.

Not due to any affection towards him (Great Spirit forbid), but mainly because it would have been extremely easy for him to enact the procedure so quickly that the Toa of Stone wouldn't even have had the time to stop his rambling, and also the longwinded blatherings were very quickly depleting whatever reserves of his already barely existent patience for being around people he still had, meaning he was left scraping at the bottom of the barrel for just about enough of it in order to try to survive this blasted journey of theirs without infringing the Toa code.

They knew arguing would have solved nothing: Onewa would have just argued back even harder and louder, and that would have just made things worse.

But Whenua, in his infinite wisdom, figured out a plan at last.

So when during a rare moment of collective respite their brother of Stone began once more his unprompted tirade about the rest of them being good-for-nothing seat warmers who wouldn't have survived a day at his jobsite, whether due to exhaustion, poor safety conditions, or a wide variety of environmental hazards, the remaining four Toa quickly tuned out of his ranting in order to watch curiously as the former archivist approached the carver from behind so quietly that he might as well have been wearing a Huna instead of a Ruru.

Just as the other interrupted his endless complaint to take in a breath, Whenua struck: his arms rested oh so gently on his brother's waist to pull him a little closer in a sort of hug, surprising him enough to make him stutter a moment more.

"Then shoudn't you be treated tenderly?" he spoke softly, mask close to the other's, with the gentlest tone he could muster.

If Onewa's head could have exploded, it probably would have.

It was frankly mesmerizing to see him shortcircuit in real time. He was, suddenly, completely paralyzed in the slightly reclined pose within Whenua's embrace and totally incapable of speech beyond a few bewildered monosyllables such as 'what', 'wuh', 'who' and sometimes even just a plain old 'w'; his eyes were wider than the entire protodermis sea, frantically shifting from the Great Ruru to the complete void as though his desire to ask for an explanation for the Toa of Earth's unexpected behaviour was battling for dominance with cosmic forces far beyond his comprehension.

Matau understood the plan in the matter of an instant. His hand flew to Onewa's knee - the part that was closest to him from where he was sitting - and cupped it gently, stroking it with his thumb. He could have sworn the other had burst a brain spark the second the contact had hit.

"You're right, Toabrother," he cooed with a grin that hopefully came off comforting enough to hide his amusement: "He's had a rough life! It's our duty to easecuddle him up a little!"

Onewa's attempt at a reply came out as a warbled mess of phonemes.

It was distinctly not helped by Nuju of all beings catching his hand to nuzzle it against his mask, muttering: "Poor thing," in a rumbling tone.

Before he could work through the fog these puzzling interactions were muddling his neurons with and ask who exactly the three cuddling him were and what they'd done with his brothers, his thoughts were once again stunned into static by the pressure of Nokama's palm on the top of his mask and her voice worming into his audio receptor with unimaginable sweetness: "You've been through quite a lot and we haven't shown you nearly enough compassion for it, haven't we? Come, sit down, sit down..."

Eight hands moved him around without him being able to do anything about it, and when he blinked he was indeed sitting down, fellow Toa all around and over him: Whenua was pressing him to his sternum while still loosely hugging his waist, Matau had crawled closer to take over one of his arms and placed a hand on the side of his chest, Nuju had shifted his gentle grip to raid along one of his legs and Nokama had instead taken his place nuzzling one of his palms.

To say this felt immensely unnatural would have been an understatement of planetary proportions.

Actually scratch planetary, these were downright universal proportions.

What in Mata Nui's name was happening?

Why were they so nice? Why were they agreeing they had it easier than him? And why in Karzhani were they cuddling and comforting him about his (to be honest fairly turbulent) Matoran life?

At least the firespitter hadn't joined in, he managed to think in short spurts while the gentle words and motions flustered him to no end, making his heartlight bloom brighter from the weird feeling - he'd been nothing but rude and condescending to him, certainly he wouldn't dream of pitying him or coddling him or lifting a single finger on him kindly, and why did that thought actually kind of hurt all of a sudden when just earlier today it would have had no effect on him whatsoever--

A caress on his mask fried any last working neurons he still had going for him, which was why it took him a few moments to realize there was also a hand tenderly wrapped around his calf.

"You don't have to go through something like that again," Vakama's voice reassured him before he managed to focus once again on his vibrant yellow eyes. His thumb stroked his cheek slowly, making Onewa almost shake in his hold before he continued: "We'll take care of you. That's what a team does, isn't it?"

The Toa of Stone barely managed a peep back.

A gentle laugh at his speechlessness made him almost very visibly self-combust.

The rest of the team cuddled a little closer to him, not once stopping their affectionate touches, humming or murmuring little things he couldn't hope to process within the swelling swirl of feelings agitating through his entire body.

It was just...

It was just too much!

Who were these people? Why were they caring about him so much? He could have had this his entire life instead of rolled eyes and angry looks and envy and hatred and loneliness? And where had that last thought come from?

Someone nuzzled his mask. Then someone else, and someone else again. And again. And again.

Soon enough Onewa was completely silent, still tense and yet also somewhat slack in his team's hold as the gentle thrumming of five bodies wrapped around his own completely erased his thoughts in a storm of fluster and embarrassment that made his heartlight flutter in a fast paced but overall stable manner.

Ah...

Finally.

Peace at last.

The unspoken plan could now be archived a resounding success.

If the five of them detached from him right now, they each reasoned separately, he would have probably sat there for a few hours trying to digest the sudden tornado of care slapped right on him. Who knows? He might have even stopped screaming his life story to the sky and stuck to mumbling it instead. There was no chance he'd shut up fully about it, of course - but at least he would have been much quieter.

That sounded perfectly reasonable.

For about a good five minutes, none of them made any attempt at moving from their positions.

They could leave him there.

Seriously, they could.

Nothing was stopping them from doing so.

Literally nothing.

Matau leaned a little closer to rest his head on his brother's chest. Vakama raised his leg to rest it on his lap, absentmindedly running his hand over it. Nokama whispered another reassurance.

Oh, screw it.

They could cuddle a little more.

Just a little bit...