pro-AI in the sense of "they taught a bread scanning computer to recognize cancer cells" etc etc
against AI in the sense of "we stole artwork from hundreds to thousands of artists, didn't credit them and didn't financially compensate them"
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ANTI-CAPITALIST AFFIRMATIONS
i am allowed to spend my time creating things, even if they are not beautiful.
there is no such thing as a "real job." all forms of work are real and valid.
there is nothing that i need to accomplish to be worthy. i am already worthy.
doing nothing is good for my soul.
i am not defined by what i produce.
my worth cannot be measured by my paycheck, my job title, or a list of professional or academic achievements.
i do not need to monetize my hobbies, it is enough to spend time doing something i love.
i will not let society decide what success looks like. i can define what successful life looks like for me.
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It mainly depends on the service you use. I don’t know about other services specifically, but Vudu and Movies Anywhere both have full Spanish subtitles, even in English.
The subtitles of the new Puss in Boots are SO BAD. Literally every single instance of anyone saying anything in Spanish, even just a single word, is replaced with [speaking Spanish].
There is a character who throughout most of the movie is known as Perro or Perrito and even that gets replaced with [speaking Spanish]. So a deaf person watching this movie would have NO IDEA what the other characters were calling him!! It’s ridiculous.
Anyway here’s an srt file with accurate Spanish that I made. Enjoy.
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The fact the #greemlightvolume10 is number 1 on twitter makes me so happy. This series is so beloved by so many fans. Its incredible just how much support this series has and it makes me incredibly hopeful that we will get more volumes in the future.
Please guys if you love RWBY don’t stop in your support for volume 10. Keep letting the higher ups know that you want this series to continue and that there is a demand. They just announced the bluray release of V9, if you can please support the series by buying the set. If we can show WBD that the numbers justify more volumes then the chances of it happening can increase even more.
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And ‘Working’ on it is like walking back and forth on that new road. Sometimes you do a normal walk, sometimes you sprint, sometimes you freakin play hopscotch! People walk by and don’t know what you’re doing, and neither do you for that matter!
How new WIPs are born:
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Hobie pays him back double by showing him his universe’s music. Love songs promising freedom? Please, they’re just making the cage more comfortable.
Hobie: Let me show you some Real music. Does so.
Miles:
Now, Miles is already a music lover. Has a decently sized playlist, maybe 2-300 songs with not many new ones since he became Spider-Man. After Hobie sees it? Triples within the Month. Hobie almost wants to cry from how little his ‘musically inclined’ boyfriend has in his library. Gwen is both amused and nervous for Miles since pretty much every meetup involves at least 5 songs being added to the playlist by the end (and if you saw her sneak 10 of her own onto Miles’ playlist, no you didn’t).
Of course the majority is punk, but there’s rock, metal, even some country and classical thrown in (all with at least some of the spirit of Hobie’s world). At first Miles is a bit overwhelmed but also can’t deny the sagely nod his boyfriend gives him every time. And this music love extends into their hero work.
Hobie: Hums along to faintly playing music while swinging.
Miles: How are you matching the music so perfectly? Do you have music playing right now?
Hobie: ...You DON’T!?!?!
That following weekend, Hobie bolts to Spider Society, Miles hanging on for dear life as his boyfriend puts together a multiverse-compatible music player and discreet headphones for Miles’ patrols. Miguel gets confused over how another pair of communicator prototypes went missing.
There are bad days where Hobie thinks he’s going too far, shoving his tastes onto Miles or something else is getting him down. But the younger spider is always there with either a new pick of his own or an old tune that’s always somehow exactly what Hobie needs to feel better.
And when the duo perform together, sometimes with Gwen? Tickets sell out INSTANTLY throughout Spider Society.
Miles, for all that he is a mama's boy, SWEARS he isn't anything like his mother but, Hobie doesn't believe that for shit. Ever since they started dating, Hobie has made it a goal to visit the Morales home at least once a week and stay for dinner per Mrs. Morales' and Miles' request. Besides, his mom makes the /best/ fucking food in /any/ universe.
But, it also makes Hobie realize that Miles and his mother are very similar when it comes to food because, once Mrs. Morales and Miles noticed how skinny he was and found out about the state he was living in back at his universe, they went fuuuuull mama bear mode on him.
"Hobie, babe, just eat it, you need to finish your plate!" Miles scolds him and tries to stuff his fork full of chicken down Hobie's throat.
"Sì, sì, Hobie, dear just have a /little/ more. Just to fill you up," Mrs. Morales holds up a spoon. "I don't want my boy going to bed hungry tonight!"
He doesn't know how to tell him that, despite what they may think, he won't be going to bed hungry for the next six days /over/ because of all the delicious food they've shoved down his throat. He's so full he feels like he's gonna pop but, he can't say no to his gorgeous boyfriend's cute puppy eyes and his equally beautiful mother who cooked his meal so thoughtfully for him.
So, instead, he resorts to desperate measures and glances towards Miles' father's direction, their eyes meeting.
/Fucking help me/, Hobie begs him with his wide, unblinking eyes, hoping Jeff will get the message.
Jeff stares at him for a few moments before smirking and saying; "Honey, maybe Hobie will like some more green beans? He doesn't look like he's gotten enough protein."
Hobie's jaw drops farther than he thought possible. /Oh, that fucking PIG-/
With his mouth open, it gives Miles plenty of time to shove his fork full of chicken in between his lips and Hobie nearly chokes on the force of it but he swallows the food down anyway. Gods, it's really fucking good but he's seriously gonna pass out.
"Hobie, eres tan flaco, me preocupo por ti, nena. ¡Solo come el resto de tu comida y luego podemos tomar el postre!" Miles starts ranting in Spanish like his mother does as he grabs more food and Hobie can't understand a lick of what he's talking about.
"¡Oh sí! Hice el mejor postre para esta noche, Hobie. te va a encantar," Mrs. Morales seems to agree with whatever the hell Miles said and they both nod in agreement as they shove more food in his face.
/Yep, this is how I die. Overstuffed from good fucking food/, Hobie thinks to himself before shrugging and opening his mouth for more anyway. /Eh, well, not a bad way to die, surrounded by good food and my hot boyfriend and his equally hot mom who are both catering to me. Could be worse/.
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