had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing
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*sees two emotionally fucked up people who should be in therapy* what if they kissed
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I am pro-strike I am pro-union I am pro-workers-getting-their-due I want to be inconvenienced A THOUSAND TIMES if it means people earn enough money
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Saw my first post with someone admitting they used chatGPT to ‘write a fic’ which they then shared here on tumblr and on Ao3.
To be clear, using AI to churn out a piece of fiction is not writing.
Using a bot (possibly one that was trained using a scrape of Ao3, that is to say, the theft of work from every writer who has posted their work on Ao3) is NOT WRITING.
It is theft. It isn’t creation. It’s a regurgitation of the consumed collective work and effort and heart and time of every writer who has shared their work on Ao3.
‘I’m not a good writer’ is no excuse.
Want to be a writer? Put in the time everyone else does to practice.
Don’t feel confident in your work? Open yourself up to the same vulnerability and risk that the rest of us do.
You don’t get to use a fucking bot to vomit out an approximation of a story and pretend you’ve got skin in the game.
The sad thing? This bot-assembled fic wasn’t bad. It was bland, but it had internal logic, some passing context to character and canon. It wasn’t like those early AI art pieces that had surreal compositions and extra fingers. It wasn’t immediately obvious it was made by a bot.
In this instance the person who posted it admitted they had used a bot. Which, actually, I have some respect for. But it probably isn’t the first and it won’t be the last.
I don’t know that there’s a solution to this, but it is both hurting my heart and enraging me.
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Set after Limited Life session 7
Someone explained it pretty well in the rbs already but my main idea here was just that Grian didn’t seem to express much regret for all the deaths he’s caused, even amongst his closest allies each season (3rd life might be an exception).
(also ik he wasn't the main cause of jimmy and joel's deaths in LimLife, but their deaths were the catalyst of his regret in this instance which make them relevant in my mind)
I wanted to explore the idea that maybe he isn’t allowed to per his watcher identity, that he knows these games have consequences and fighting against them is useless.
And yet even still he pleads.
On a more realistic note, I drew this whole comic within like two days bc I wanted to get it out before the LimLife finale after the penultimate session. There are some things I would’ve done differently now a year later to make it more coherent but I don’t want to change it.
Life Series Grian is a very complicated character (all of the players are, let’s be real) and this comic only begins to scratch at the surface of how I interpret him.
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I kinda wish the red names deaths had actual death messages cuz it would’ve been kinda hilarious that both mumbo and Jimmy died to “Etho’s dishwasher” (the name of the warden) and I feel like everyone would’ve had so much fun looking at that death messages
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he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.
except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?
at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.
except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.
about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.
he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.
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when the kisses are getting so messy that you’re literally almost devouring each other, and you’re both in such a hurry to get out of your clothes that he’s unbuckling his belt with those big, strong hands; almost fumbling with it from how fast and desperate he is at trying to get it out of the way.
you’re latching onto his neck when you at long last hear the audible clink! and it nearly makes you shiver. because that means that his cock is finally gonna come out to play and that he’s finally gonna push you down and rail the ever sweet life out of you after waiting for so long.
it’s just pure thrill and excitement. you’re practically buzzing with it.
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