shawnsigma

[shawnsigma]

Ai art is fake art.

What can YOU do everyday to stop generated images and art from showing up more often? Tell it like it is and make it sting: Ai art is fake art. Generated images are fake art. Calling it "fake art" stings for EVERYBODY. That's why it works. The tech necessary for generating images, text, and many other processes have already been around for several years now. Someone would take dozens of scripts for Seinfeld episodes and make the script of a nonsense-episode for internet brownie points, saying it was generated by AI. Everybody shared it knowing it was fake. What's stopping you from calling it fake now? Everyday culture begins with YOU. Nothing comes out of nowhere, that's why you must start calling it fake art today and always. "Oh it's actually a photo I generated using AI" So you agree? It's fake ART. They know it's not art, and therefore want to correct you. If they don't say it was generated using AI, and you're not convinced, then use critical thinking. Keep asking for more information. Photography is NOT fake art, so always tread carefully. "It's just a joke" So you agree? It's FAKE art. Peopld don't want to hear in response that it's fake. That means their joke missed the mark, or wasn't funny. It's over the top, but it's not meant to be comfortable

"I like to call it generated images, or generated content. I can't call it fake art." Doesn't sting at all. FAKE ART. It already works. Several people have already stopped sharing fake art in large chat groups I frequent because they didn't want to be pointed out for sharing fake things. People don't want to be fakers. Nobody wants to be associated with a faker. Do your part and point it out. If it makes everybody uncomfortable including yourself- GOOD! If the culture of AI-generated work in our world becomes less about how "intelligent" it is, and more about how "fake" it is, we will already move further away from a future where trust will deteriorate. Trust in images. Words. People Remember: Faith keeps our world alive

[shawnsigma]

Man wouldn't it be funny if Wyen and the mothster just started making out sloppy style and having hot intercourse out of nowhere haha anyway

#exophilia #monster #monster fucker #monsterfucker #monster lover #shadow monster #??? idk #size difference #moth person #moth monster #mothman

[shawnsigma]

I wish you could anti-follow tags to make it so nothing with that tag shows up on your front page, I'm getting sick of looking through the various monsterfucker tags and being inundated with shit about werewolves, orcs, vampires and other not-really-monsters. I'm here to see what people think of the shadow in the corner of their bedroom when they wake up dammit

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[shawnsigma]

Creature of the Woods - 4/?

Part 4 is here, even if nobody wants to read it. It's shorter than usual because I'd like to have clearer breaks between "scenes", but I hope it's fine nonetheless

Reaching the bus stop, Wyen took a sigh of relief as they saw no one else was around.

"Alright, the bus should be here soon, get ready." they said motioning to the monster, to which it leapt into the air holding the tent and flew to the top of a nearby tree, ready to get on the bus; they couldn't help but watch in awe, admiring the elegance and speed of its movements.

When the bus finally came, everything went smoothly: Wyen got on, made a signal for the monster to come down and it flew to the roof to cling to it with the tent covering it up. Nothing was heard or felt within the bus, a complete success; relieved, Wyen settled into their seat and patiently waited for their stop. The ride home was around 45 minutes, but it felt longer with the lingering thoughts of possibly being found out, something knocking the monster off the roof or worse.

Instead of their usual stop, Wyen had decided to get off at their district's park. It was farther away from their home, but it provided a lot of much-needed cover. Once off the bus they clapped three times to signal the creature to follow, and it flew into the nearby trees as quickly as possible. Now over the biggest hurdle so far, Wyen looked up at the trees until they found the monster and motioned at it to follow once again as they walked to an isolated spot in the park. Finally, they told it to come down and reunited with it.

"You were amazing, great job!" they said happily, prompting the monster's wings to flutter briefly out of joy as it visibly smiled. After taking the tent and stuffing it back into their backpack, Wyen had a new request.

"Alright, next... is it okay if I ask you to take me home?" - It didn't understand, so they grabbed its lower arms and wrapped them around their waist, then made a flapping motion with their own.

The creature looked shocked, being asked to carry an entire person in the air just like that, but it accepted nonetheless.

After some preparation, the two shot up into the sky. Wyen couldn't believe they were actually flying, they could see the city so clearly from all the way up there... they could simply point to a direction and the moth monster would fly there, it was surreal. The soft fluff they were being held tightly against made for a very pleasant headrest, and the air brushing against them felt nice; they were wearing their backpack on the front, over the monster's four crossed arms on their torso, a bit tight but not painfully so.

After a few minutes, they finally made out the building their apartment was in and pointed at it.

"There, right there! Let's land on the roof, we can use the door up there to get in!" - The creature followed the direction they pointed in and finally made its way on the roof, slowing down with a few final flaps of its wings before gently landing on the flat surface.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" said Wyen, thrilled by the experience. The monster carefully let go of their tight grasp and followed them into the apartment building. Staircase after staircase, the two made their way down to Wyen's floor and finally into their home.

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[shawnsigma]

Creature of the Woods - 3/?

Part three! You know the drill, I appreciate any feedback and advice and I'm not a good writer but I hope you enjoy this

When Wyen came to, it was the next morning; they were still alive, that much they could tell. Checking their surroundings they saw the tent was untouched. Was it all a dream after all? Turning their head, their question was quickly answered by the sight of the moth monster, still lying on the ground with one arm laying on top of their sleeping bag and its eyes wide open, prompting a gasp from Wyen as they recoiled into the side of the tent.

"Fuck, you scared me!" they yelled out before taking a deep breath. The creature didn't seem to understand what they said, but it could tell something was wrong and sheepishly retracted its hand.

"Sorry, it's fine... thank you for not hurting me." - Again, it didn't understand the words but seemed to grasp the general intent.

Wyen slowly crawled out of the tent and stretched looking at the morning sky before a thought crossed their mind: did the monster have a place to go back to? They had never seen anything like it before, and surely they'd know if there were ever other sightings. Was this thing alone? The only of its kind in the whole world? A rustling sound behind them prompted them to turn around and see that it had followed them out of the tent, possibly waiting for them to give some sort of signal.

"Do you... have a home?" - It just tilted its head in confusion as its antennae fluttered lightly.

"Right, you don't understand what I'm saying..." Wyen said as they looked around. They had to go back home, but they didn't want to leave the creature alone in an alien world.

"Look... I could take you with me if you promise not to hurt anybody. You'd stand out too much outside, so you'd have to stay in my house and why the hell am I telling you all this, you don't know what I'm saying..." - The monster just looked at them.

They thought about it for a bit, considered the possibilities and what could go wrong, and finally decided to take the risk. They would be taking it home with them, they couldn't just abandon it; they walked toward it and hesitating just a bit, quickly hugged it. It seemed surprised and a little hesitant, but it eventually wrapped its four arms around Wyen in return, its soft, fluffy body enveloping them in an otherwordly embrace.

"You're with me now, alright?" said Wyen, still holding tight. The moth creature didn't answer as usual, but it held on to them nonetheless.

After a good half minute, they let go of its body and it did the same in response. It was nice to know it understood hugging, they thought, its body felt very nice to the touch even if it wasn't "alive".

Wyen started gathering their belongings, stuffing everything back into their backpack. The tent required a bit more effort, but the monster actually helped them after observing them for a short bit; it was good at following instructions such as them pointing at things and miming the actions they wanted it to perform.

After it was all done, Wyen wore their backpack and motioned at the monster to follow them, which it did. Walking through the woods together felt nice, they certainly weren't expecting to meet someone new all the way out there... as the empty bus stop in the distance showed itself however, they suddenly slowed down to a crawl, lost in thought. How were they supposed to get on a bus alongside a giant moth monster without causing total panic?? Wyen pulled out their phone and checked the map; sure enough, the bus was the only viable way of getting to the city, it was way too far away to walk. Worried, the creature approached from behind and leaned to their side.

"I'm sorry, I... I just don't know how to take you with me. You can't get on the bus..." they said, defeated. After a few minutes' worth of thinking as the monster sat down beside them, they finally arrived at a possible solution. They quickly pulled their tent out of the backpack, put the metal rods back inside and handed it to the monster.

"You need to lay on top of the bus with this on." - They spent a few minutes demonstrating what they wanted it to do and after a couple tests they were satisfied.

"Alright, we should be fine. I'll clap three times when I get off so you'll know to follow me, okay?" They said, miming the action. The creature simply nodded and followed as they started walking again.

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[shawnsigma]

Creature of the Woods - 2/?

By popular demand (five likes and ONE WHOLE REBLOG!!), here's the second part of my little story:

At some point, the moth creature decided it had seen enough of the burn and put its palm over it, turning to Wyen as if waiting for them to express their consent to some kind of action. Its wordless question was understandable enough and at this point the monster had earned the hiker's somewhat reluctant trust, so they just nodded and turned their eyes to its hand. In a gentle motion, the creature seemed to wrap its own coat around the burn, somehow creating a seamless sleeve that would keep the skin underneath protected; it was as soft and fuzzy as its source, and as weird as it was it didn't cause Wyen discomfort, instead prompting them to thank the creature out loud - it didn't reply, instead just taking one last look at the arm and getting up.

Standing back up Wyen could now fully appreciate the difference in scale between them and the monster, which stood at around four feet taller than them, certainly bigger than any human or animal they'd ever seen; it's no wonder it looked so intimidating from a distance. It was a bit awkward standing so close to such a creature after what happened, so to break the silence Wyen awkwardly asked:

"...you want some soup? Is that why you came here?" - The moth monster simply stared without responding, which worried them; they couldn't tell what it was thinking and honestly it looked to them like it could easily rip their body apart, possibly the instant they asked the wrong question, they thought, before managing to catch themself and think rationally... it had just done its best to cover up the burn on their arm, so surely it wouldn't just harm them like that. With that thought in mind, Wyen picked up the pot they'd dropped - unfortunately the soup was almost all gone, so they just brought it back near the tent.

"I'm sorry, the soup is... I have to make more. I've got some energy bars if you'd like...?" - Once again, no response. Did it even understand what they were saying? Wyen wondered what the creature could possibly want with them, until they noticed it wasn't looking at them; its attention was instead directed toward the tent and the stove. It looked like it was studying them, rapidly looking around and focusing on various details - once again, Wyen's mind started buzzing with questions. Had it never encountered these things before? If it didn't know about camping, did it know about humans at all? Was Wyen the first human this monster had ever seen?

Trying to get the creature's attention back, Wyen shuffled to pull two energy bars out of their bag and showed them to it.

"Look! These are cereal bars. Ever eat one of these?" - It seemed to be working, as the monster focused on the bars and went back to watching Wyen with interest as they stretched their arm out to give it one. It carefully picked it up, slightly surprised by the crinkling sounds of the wrapping paper as it did, and just looked at Wyen again, waiting for some kind of instruction.

"Alright, so... you unwrap it like this, use the creases to tear it easier, then just pull it down..." they said as they walked the monster through the process step by step. It understood the instructions and unwrapped its bar, to which Wyen nodded happily;

"Yeah, that's it! Good job. Now you just..." they said, and took a bite out of it. They saw one of the creature's antennae flutter a bit when it heard the crunching sounds of the bar in their mouth, then it just repeated their action. Its mouth had been hidden the whole time so Wyen didn't really know what to expect, and they definitely got a bit spooked when they saw how sharp its fangs looked; it didn't even seem to have a jaw, but its mouth could open up quite a bit. The round head suddenly opening up with such a large mouth while keeping a spherical shape reminded them a little bit of Pac-Man, the absurdity of it was staggering to witness in real life; regardless, the two were now enjoying a couple of energy bars together.

Wyen let their eyes wander a little, looking at the part of the monster's body wrapped around their arm as it finished its bar. It was so soft and fuzzy-looking... was that what its body was like? It felt like a stuffed toy, and it didn't give off any warmth, like any inanimate piece of cloth. Still distracted, they attempted to give it another final instruction:

"Oh, and uh... don't put the wrapping paper in yo--", but they were interrupted by a familiar, louder crinkling sound.

"Where... where's the paper? Did you...?" - They quickly looked up, and saw the creature just quietly staring at them.

"You didn't... I... you shouldn't eat that!" - Its eyes widened when they raised their voice, but it didn't do anything else. It was clear what had just happened, and Wyen just elected to move on with the assumption that this would somehow turn out okay in the end.

"I'm... gonna make more soup." they said, then they grabbed another can from their bag and started repeating the process of preparing it while the monster watched. Seemingly unable to hold back its curiosity, it leaned forward and looked into the pot as the liquid inside started to bubble; Wyen found it mildly amusing to see such a scary-looking monster so enthralled by a boiling liquid, and gave it some space while also making sure it didn't get too close to the pot. Eventually the soup was ready, so they turned off the stove and turned to their new guest once again.

"Alright, now we let it cool down a little. We can just wait a minute and it'll be good to eat after that, don't worry.", they said as it watched the pot, then turned around and took a cup and a spoon out of their bag. Wyen had only packed for one person, so one of them would have to make do with the cup while the other ate from the pot with the spoon.

Once again they found themself explaining to the monster how to consume the soup, miming what it needed to do and having it follow suit - a fast learner for sure, it was definitely smart. After this success, Wyen figured it'd be good for them to go to sleep so they'd be ready to go home the next morning... but the monster was still there.

"Hey, uh... I have to go to bed now. I'd like to chat a bit, but... my eyelids have been getting heavier by the minute and my vision's getting blurry." - As usual it didn't respond.

"Look, I... I don't know where you came from, but I don't think I can have you around here while I'm sleeping..." - It didn't budge, just kept looking at them. Wyen had two options, either go to sleep trusting that it would get the memo and not hurt them or make it leave somehow. Looking at its body again, they immediately scrapped the latter in fear of some kind of retaliation and began packing up the tools they'd used outside the tent.

As Wyen entered the tent, they heard light footsteps approaching; turning around, they saw the monster was trying to follow them. After giving it some thinking, they figured they were gambling with their life anyway just being around the thing, so they reluctantly invited it inside.

"I only have one sleeping bag, okay? It's a tight tent, so... just try not to mess anything up, please...?"

About a minute later, the two were laying down in the dark. Wyen had figured the monster wouldn't need a sleeping bag, what with its fuzz and all, and it seemed they were right as it just lied on the ground unbothered. They also realised that they may have underestimated just how small the tent really was, since there was hardly any wiggle room at all: they were at the mercy of a huge moth monster, having fully accepted that they might not get out of that tent alive. Trying not to think about the worst case scenario too much, they closed their eyes... then after a minute or so, they heard it move.

"This is it," they thought, "I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die here and nothing can save me. I'm just gonna be killed by a giant moth that I let into my own tent." - Waiting for something terrible to happen they tried to get ready for it, but all they felt was... a soft touch. A touch, then something... more. Was it... laying on them? Opening their eyes, they indeed saw that the monster was laying on its side facing them with its eyes closed and one arm resting on top of them. It looked like it was sleeping, but it didn't make a sound... in this quiet moment, Wyen realised that this creature didn't even breathe. Was it dead? Had it died right then and there? Was it always dead? Was it ever even alive? Just what was that moth-looking creature? Questions, questions, questions... they didn't have the energy for them. They drifted to sleep in its soft grasp as their worries and questions melted away.

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Well, that's it for tonight. I'll write more in time, I hope you've been enjoying it so far. As always I welcome feedback, advice, criticism etc. - have a good one!

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[shawnsigma]

Creature of the Woods - Part 1/?

I've been jotting down a little story in my spare time and since a couple people liked it I thought I'd share it here too. Don't expect anything professional, I'm very new to writing

Intro:

After a long hike, Wyen finds themself in the forest near the mountain on a dark summer night. The nearby pond looks peaceful, so they decide to camp out there; after setting up their tent and rolling out their sleeping bag in advance, they pull out their portable stove and start heating up their pot. Canned soup isn't the best to say the least, but it doesn't really matter after hours of walking.

A warm pot of soup, a nice view, a cozy tent... things were swell. Wyen thought as much anyway, so they decided to take a picture to capture the moment; after finding the right position they adjusted the phone to get a good shot, and suddenly... they noticed.

Eyes. A pair of red eyes in the darkness of the trees just behind their tent, too high up to belong to an animal and too defined to be some kind of artifact or smudge. Should they turn around? Should they pretend they hadn't seen their stalker? Wyen didn't know what to do, frozen in fear at the realisation that they'd been watched the entire time by... *something*, now just a dozen feet away at most. Was it the noise they made? Was it the soup's smell? Had this thing been following them all day? These questions spun around in their mind like crazy.

They kept holding the phone steady, using it to look behind them, but then the eyes started moving. The mysterious figure was *moving* and Wyen wanted to do *something*, but their body just wouldn't budge. The figure quickly moved out of frame, to which Wyen immediately started tilting the phone to find them without raising suspicion, however the figure had now disappeared behind the tent, its next move completely unknown; at this point, Wyen's body started responding again and they grabbed their pot first thing. Scalding hot soup would make a fine weapon, they thought - it might be enough to scare the creature away or at least stagger it if push comes to shove.

Looking around on high alert, Wyen couldn't see anything suspicious. Their attention was mostly focused on the tent since that's where they last saw the figure, but nothing else looked out of place either... holding the pot of soup in one hand and their phone in the other, they decided to turn the latter's flashlight on to point at the trees in hopes they could see something in the darkness. Slowly and carefully, they approached the tent and saw nothing behind it, then started walking toward the trees... they were almost there when suddenly, a flapping noise caught their attention.

Turning around in a panic, Wyen saw their stalker standing where they were moments prior, finally able to make out its form: two legs, four arms, antennae on its head and wings on its back - an insectoid monster of some kind, visibly bigger than them. Once again, Wyen was frozen, holding the soup and their phone at awkward angles but unable to correct them. Looking into the creature's eyes they knew it was looking into theirs, which prompted their breathing to speed up a bit; the monster was just standing there, yet they felt as if it was already too late, like they'd already been torn apart and killed ahead of time in their own perception of reality. After a few eternal seconds the creature took a step forward, prompting them to jump so quickly that they spilled the scalding hot soup on their own arm.

Wyen jolted in pain and tossed the pot aside, spilling most of the soup onto the ground, then dropped their phone and held their arm tight to their chest. That's when the monster sped up and quickly approached them, scaring them further; is this how they'd die? To a stupid mistake? Did they just seal their own fate? The creature got closer and closer, until... it crouched next to them and put its arms around them. It didn't touch them, but rather carefully hovered its hands over them and their burn, as if not to hurt them.

It was a surreal moment, having a monster that towers over them care for them like that, especially after being so afraid of it they hurt themself. Still not fully grasping the situation but reassured by the creature's behaviour, Wyen let out a sigh and shortly after felt something soft touch their injured arm - the monster was holding it, careful not to touch the actual burn, and slowly caressing it. Its arms were soft, covered in a layer of what looked like fur but... not quite, ending in hands with pointy claws for fingers, opposable thumbs and all: this creature was obviously no animal.

Now less stressed, Wyen took a moment to look at their former stalker. They were right in thinking it looked like an insect, as seeing it closer solidified its form as that of an anthropomorphic moth of some kind, distinguished by the fluff that covered its body and the peculiar branched antennae on its head. It had a fanged mouth it was keeping shut, its eyes were red and its body was various dark shades of grey, explaining the ease with which it blended into the darkness; the monster was too busy looking at Wyen's injured arm to notice them admiring its slender body.

To Be Continued

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Let me know what you think so far. Truth be told this isn't all I've written, I'd like to get a little bit of feedback before posting the rest. It's all completely SFW, at least for now

Have a good one, I hope you liked this!

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[shawnsigma]

AAAAAAAA HOW DID I FORGET TO POST THIS HERE

This is my moth form, I made it at the start of the new year ¬3¬

Hope you like ittttt

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[shawnsigma]

This is me this past week fantasising about taking refuge in an isolated house by/in the woods in an attempt to shield myself from an incoming rainstorm and the resident inside who's never met a monster like me taking care of me, offering me something to eat and a spot to sleep and showing curiosity about my body, eventually asking if they can touch my hands and stuff

I have no words to properly express how much I want to be in that situation

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[shawnsigma]

Here's a POV pic I drew of someone being "found" by me ¬.¬

Feel like the monsterfuckers might enjoy this one :P There's more art on my FurAffinity, including NSFW art. If you don't have an account you won't be able to see the NSFW stuff though, so there's no need to worry about that

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[shawnsigma]

I awaken from my slumber.

I emerge from the forest in the dead of night, claws and fangs as sharp as ever, looking at the world around me, everything that changed...

...searching for snacks.

Hi hello I'm back I think? Let's just see if the monster loving fandom is still here and if they can spare some love

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[shawnsigma]

I swear as soon as someone asks me "what else can that mouth do~" I'm going to say nothing and just vore them

#monster #size difference #??? idk #soft vore #yeah

[shawnsigma]

You ever see something and think "that's literally me"

(also the typhon need some love too come on monsterfuckers)

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[shawnsigma]

Oh to be found by a research organisation, captured and kept in a lab for study..................

Oh to be subjected to frequent tests of intelligence, physical abilities, morality and speech capabilities by very cautious scientists and armed security guards...........................

My dream.....................................

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[shawnsigma]

oookay so:

1. when you're on your own and chilling, what kind of shaoe do you keep then?

2. do you have family?

3. what do you do in your free time?

4. do you need to eat (and what)?

5. do you have a voice and what does it sound like?

6. favourite colour?

7. how do animals react to you?

8. would you help with the dishes?

When on my own I keep my usual shape, size depends on how I feel that moment so it's whatever

I don't have any family, I was created artificially and nobody ever adopted me

In my free time I usually play games and/or watch videos, nothing too interesting >_>'' Sometimes I might go for a stroll but that's about it

I only need to eat if I'm running low on body material. Anything's fine really, I could eat rocks if I needed to

I don't really have a voice to call mine but the one I use most of the time is kind of raspy and not very deep

I don't think I have a favourite colour but I do like some shades of green, blue and purple

Animals react to me the way they react to most moving inanimate objects, so... sometimes they get in the way >_>

Well... I can't touch water, so if there's anything else I can help with I'd be happy to

I hope that answered your questions, if not you can always ask again (and I'm sorry ._.)

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[shawnsigma]

~How do I work? Good Question~

An educational VHS tape found deep down inside an old well, it just so happens to explain stuff about my kind and me specifically.

As specified in the last page, you can ask any questions that weren't already answered here!

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[shawnsigma]

Sometimes people get curious and poke me, feel around my body, even touch my mouth both on the outside and the inside, feel my sharp pseudo-teeth, my claws...

...and I absolutely LOVE IT

PLEASE touch me more you absolute monsterfuckers PLEASE

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