#if i built this up for no other purpose

[angelsdean]

most days I’m kinsey 5 dean truthing. he just. Really likes men. the majority of his significant relationships are with men. on any given day I’m closer to gay dean than Kinsey 3 or lower. but I also enjoy entertaining multitudes so i can see so many different angles and interpretations. except straight dean. there is no such thing. he does not exist.

#not to say I don’t think his relationships w/ women were important ! #but I also think the Character of Dean Winchester that he’s built up for himself in his mind played up his attraction to women #and purposely cultivated this idea and perception that he’s some kind of ladies man #bc that’s exactly what he Wanted other ppl to perceive bc it was safe #but outside of sex and causal relationships all his most significant romantic and long term bonds are with men #and I enjoy the dean studies of unraveling what are projections and what is the real dean #and also as always I enjoy entertaining multitudes so like. yea there are universes where he’s Kinsey 3 #but for my reading of canon he’s usually at a 4 - 5 #vic.txt

[hooved]

i don't understand how quarkfuckerness could ever be believed to be ironic. he's literally hot. what's up with all these deniers

i said something along these lines on twitter like 2 years ago but ppl who can't recognize quark's sex appeal are like ppl who taste cilantro as soap. because quark is literally SO fuckable and cilantro is literally SO good but unfortunately something in their brains just isn't allowing them to comprehend the truth

#and like you don't have to wanna fuck quark personally. but you gotta at least understand why other ppl do #he is just intrinsically sexy. he is built up of so many fuckable qualities. mostly on purpose too #and if you can't possibly look past his unconventional appearance (also sexy. to Me) in order to see them then i dunno what to tell you

[cloud-somersault]

Semi continuation to the ask about shadowpeach not thinking about the fact they might have been trapped simultaneously. I understand them thinking the other purposefully abadoned them NOW, in present times with all the bad blood. But seriously how in all the years they were trapped, how did they not think 'hey maybe the reason my loving mate isnt rescuing me is because he actually cant. Im being punished, why not him'

(comes crawling out of the chap.4 document covered in blood and picks this ask up off the kitchen table) ........... uhhhh oh okay. yes. okay

in chapter 4 (SOBS AND CRIES) this will be vaguely explained. maybe? I don't know anymore. but also uhm.

A lot of this has to do with, like, expectations. We know, since this was from Wukong's perspective, what he thought about Macaque even if he's being all "I hate you, you suck!!" right now. He fucking is impressed with Macaque's powers and takes him seriously in every fight. He knows Macaque can't be underestimated. He respects his abilities and magic. He thinks it's cool that Macaque can teleport anywhere! In the Mate Day flashback, he DEADASS thought Macaque just...made a new shadow spell out of the blue. I don't know if I've made this clear, but it is difficult to make new spells.

Wukong held Macaque in a high regard. He was the only one (and still is) who can stand toe to toe with him, after all.

And we all know Macaque thought Wukong could do anything. He's the MONKEY KING. Sun Wukong! Able to beat celestial armies and stand up to gods! He's invincible! He gets whatever he wants! Past!Macaque saw all of this and got it into his head that .. there is nothing that can stop Wukong.

When you have those expectations, you're left with this feeling of... "Why isn't he here???? He can do anything... I've seen it. Why isn't he saving me?" Because you don't think of them being beaten. That's not feasible in that mindset. Incomprehensible. It's also a very childlike notion but they were young then.

It's grappling with the fact that the person you thought was all-powerful and amazing...isn't. Everyone has limitations. No one is perfect. People are going to disappoint you. A person cannot be there for you 24/7 and expecting that is unrealistic.

Also, in chapter 4, you'll see why Macaque wasn't...thinking about that as much. He had other stuff going on.

For Wukong, since we know his story and that he was under that mountain for a while, he did do some thinking...but he just didn't want to believe it. He couldn't...see that happening. Not Macaque.

I think it's clear by this point that...both of them have a hard time coming to grips with the truth.

#constellations fic #ask #anon #i know from a reader's perspective this is probably frustrating #and you're thinking 'cloud is making them stupid on purpose' #I don't think I am. I think that...when you are dealing with a first love and someone that's immensely powerful #it's easy to fall into that 'they're invincible' mindset #and when it comes to young love there's this like...feeling of just thinking everything's perfect #when it's not. there's problems. there's things that need to be worked on #past!shadowpeach to me is puppy love...it's the beginnings of something beautiful but it's not as deep and founded as it could be #and they've each built up this ideal of the other #they see each other in this really dangerous and specific way #maybe that ideal...is part of the reason why they fell in love #not saying that it wasn't legitimate; it was #but just that there were a lot of feelings that went into that love that they weren't aware of and didn't know how to explain #they were beautiful together and their love was real #but it was by no means perfect #no love is #but it was the start of something. it was meaningful and important. #and it taught them lessons that...they're still unpacking now #idk if you've ever had like...this built up ideal of a person come crashing down #but it's a gut wrenching feeling #even if you know you were in the wrong

[kindaorangey]

good god im gonna have to intentionally go to dinner late in order to catch my crush arent i.

#thunder rambles #okay explaining time #i dont live in the same hall as him #i dont know what his room number is #i dont use the study hall (maybe i should tho. for romance purposes not because i should be revising) #there are basically 0 points at which we encounter each other naturally #and i dont have any sort of texting relationship built up with him #and he always goes to dinner late so..... #im gonna have to miss my friends at dinner and instead do scary 1) socialising outside of my comfort zone and 2) asking someone out. #:/

[tovaicas]

not me importing my anti-air defense worldbuilding h/cs into ishgard bc I can

#saint.txt #long post #ishgardposting #tl;dr in my personal project one of the big things is that (one) military has had to evolve alongside gryphon riders for a long long time #who's biggest threat are information gathering and the fact they drop flechettes and are nigh-untouchable by anything even each other #even with firearms (which are still very early tech-wise) so anti-air defense is paramount #the biggest results being that *everything* has a roof on it to mitigate stuff falling from the sky. #cities are cramped and avoid open space as much as possible. anti-bird spikes but scaled up on steep roofs so that birds can't land. #buildings are made of non-flammable material like stone when possible. open areas exist mostly as corral zones so that tired birds #must land there and can be easily surrounded on the ground. #but the flashiest is killwire which is basically just wire strung between tall buildings that discourages flight below a certain level #and is difficult to see especially at speed or at night #and if you hit it. well. the idea is based off motorcycle accidents where people have hit wire fences on farms so I'm sure you get the idea #not all of it will apply to Ish.gard but I highly believe that's exactly why Ish.gard is 98% built out of stone #as are all their forts and important structures like bridges. I also believe realistically most streets should be roofed if possible #and open space is kept at a minimum even if daniffen's ward exists. anti-dragon spikes consisting of slots to put lances in on roofs. #Ish.gard might not even have much of a need for 'traditional' forts with huge walls and such bc 90% of their enemies fly so their fort #designs might get a little wild after 1000 years of war. w/ magitek via stephva.nivien you might even electrify the killwire. #ofc some of it already seems to exist - ish.gard's roofs and spires are built *very* steep which would make a dravanian landing on them #difficult and even without that most of them are covered in spires and spikes anyway but. ofc there's the dragonkillers and such too but #ish.gard is a city built on 1000 years of war and hyperspecialized to fighting dragons that fly we really could make it look like that too. #I want to walk into ishgard and immediately know this is a place built on war bc everything about it is hyperspecialized and utilitarian #to fulfill that purpose. look up in ishgard and the stars are replaced with glittering wire.

[coloursofaparadox]

its digital viking hyperfixation time again

#aka valheim where i ignore the progression mechanics and treat it like beautiful viking minecraft #i! love! building!!!! #ive built some fucking super intricate mansions on previous legacy saves #i managed to built an arched bridge over water at one point tall enough for a full sized ship to sail through! #so we had our own lil bay and an island with a massive arched bridge leading to it and all the ships were docked inside the safe cove #listen if uve played it u know how fucking hard it is to trick the physics into letting that work #the other mansion was i think like.....4 stories tall? and had an open air courtyard in the middle and lots of walkways? #aka very very tricky build mechanics to support the whole thing all the way up the bedrooms up top #it was built around one of those natural rings of stones in the game and i preserved them the whole build :') #anyways. time to kill eikthyr for the sole purpose of being able to create flat ground for my base

[paopuofhearts]

it's almost like the only option is dividing things further black and white then just going hardcore to an extreme.

like.

i spent all day yesterday cutting off friends and blogs of people i love in my native community because of the excessive call for violence as the answer to decolonization, maintaining nuance but only for one side and saying fuck all to everything and everyone else.

but then today.

the number of jewish friends and blogs i've had to unfollow because people are doubling down on "hamas bombed a fucking hospital" when there's clear evidence that isn't true and it's propaganda to perpetuate cycles of violence?

fucking horrifying.

#like as someone from a native background and someone working to convert it's just #heartbreaking and frustrating to feel absolutely abandoned by both sides #simply because pointing out israel is built on a settler-colonial stance even if jewish people aren't settlers and colonizers #because they are indigenous to the area #gets me beat to the ground in native circles because it means i support netanyahu and gver and genocide #and i get the same fucking condescending look of 'you shouldnt talk' from liberal jewish groups that are all for saying zionism is a diseas #and yes they agree as jewish people that they are white and israel is white supremacist like #like i'm sorry the fucking whiplash of what the absolute fuck #but then pointing out that palestinians are being mass murdered and their response is clearly understandable #and israel is purposely using this shit to perpetuate genocide #all of a sudden i'm a fucking hypocrite to both sides #and my poor fucking husband is standing here like 'yes thats what you get for being clearly aware and wanting nonviolence' #how dare i not stand solely with israel #how dare i not demand only free palestine #people are just so fucking toxic and caught up in their own opinions being the only opinions and nuance being a fucking crime for condemnin #as if talking about this shit does anything! people are dying on both sides - one clearly more than the other - and what #you truly think attacking people that aren't specifically nodding along in blind support is really the thing that'll change the world #also saw a thing today that was like “being an ally means i will fight for you” like fuck that #but that's a different thing anyway #anyway i hate both my communities and feel absolutely isolated from them and wow #community just really isn't a thing unless you're ride or die without speaking up about anything huh

[bigbroemen]

you know im starting to think that all this mulling over the disparity and intersectionality inheret to yin and yang and the four elements is less of a hobby funtime hyperfixation and more like a. im discovering the source of my ideology and spirituality

#talk #recently ive been realizing that playing with the different combinations of #active yin and yang (the self. action. by the means of. water and fire) #and passive yin and yang (the world. perception. for the purpose of. earth and air) #and the different paths that a person can take on their journey to reach understanding of all four elements #is a fantastic way to imagine up three dimensional characters. locations. histories. cultures. arcs. stories. #even after achieving all four elements; how do the elements that a character began with that most identify that character? #which elements does a person have? which elements are they missing? how does this create conflict? #line up the elements of a locale (a vast night city. practically unknowable via all its small pieces but easily perceptible as a whole. #THE WORLD. the earth is the foundation of the city. buildings. networks. infrastructure. the air is the freedom of the city. #people doing as they please. gusts of wind blowing on rooftops. lights beaming and flickering separately but as a whole) #with an arc that your character(s) need to experience to learn an element (for characters who have yet to understand the pure #vastness of the world [no earth or air]. for characters who love the freedom but cant stand the form that its built on [only air]. #for characters who are familiar with the infrastructure but dont know how to set themselves loose into what it offers [only earth]. #and then characters who are equipped to embrace the city in full and offer guidance to the other characters when prompted [earth and air]) #ive been setting my mind LOOSE in it and the ONLY thing that i get is interesting and dynamic and real ideas. #it is an absolute story building gold mine and it is by design that its a gold mine

[punzoblr]

I hope tubbo underestimates the power of his nuke and literally just fucking kills everyone on accident

#the entire server blows up #no reaction just something like #‘omg only three seconds. I’ll miss Tommy. his sacrific-‘ *white flash* RINGGGGGGGGGGGGG #black screeen #I’m words #*and they all died’ #then tubbo wakes up in the season 2 world #not in a ‘it was all a dream’ way but in a Next Life way #also I know we only have one stream left #but I really fucking hope they actually give a reason on why some characters were given ghosts and others were simply sent to limbo #like just a ‘if you die without serving your final purpose you’re doomed to roam the earth until revival’ #and then give some example like ‘Wilbur’s true purpose was to convert to Mormonism and move to Utah’ #‘Ranboo had like a kid and shit’ #‘God let’s Shlatt exist in any way he chooses without question or restriction #like I love the dream SMP so much. but they were so in over their heads #like they wove this elaborate storyline that built and built and built #with promises to tie off loose ends #and then not much happened #and now it’s ending #without most of the loose ends tied off #like Wilbur did a good job tying off his character #it was a little anticlimactic with the ‘if Wilbur is let out he will reek destruction and chaos and will ruin existence’ then he like came #on. told Tommy L’manburg ain’t shit. pissed off a gay casino owner. said ‘sorry my bad’ then left #oh he also professed that he had matured and learned and had infinite wisdom from his years being dead #then proceeded not to use any of it #i don’t know. I’m satisfied with it though

[whilomm]

anyone else sometimes feel like dams were a mistake? i kinda feel like dams were a mistake.

#buzzy #i already knew they had a Lotta Fucking Problems like displaced a ton of ppl+had ecological impacts #and there are waaaay too many old ass dams past their intended lifespan #then i also just learned oh yeah apparently they arent even great at their job of providing electricity #like. theyve been overtaken by so many other electrical sources #just. goddd they kinda suck all around huh #im sure theres at least some that actually have utility still like the ones whos main purpose is acting as water reservoirs #and theres so much infrastructure built up around them that taking away that reservoir would like. Be Bad #but a lotta them just seem to be fucking timebombs #and u cant just say 'oh take out the dams then' bc in the 50 years since they were installed #ppl like #built homes were the rivers used to go so uhhh #...well #i mean we alrrady flooded ppl out once to build the dam things #i guess if its messaged as 'well you can either move now or wait for the dam to collapse on its own #idk just. Hubris

[erythristicbones]

having thoughts about a particular plot point that connects two of my otherwise unrelated stories and how incredibly fucking sad it makes me/how i wish i could not have it happen without completely altering the paths of said stories.....and then going "what if i just split it into two characters and sever the connection between them"

#my original stories #i know this is so vague but #what if i just dont kill that character? what if i insert somebody else into that sacrificial spot? #it means needing to weave the new sacrifice into the beginning of story 2 a bit more so that the death still hits hard #but technically story 1 doesnt need to have that death happen in the epilogue at all #what if i say 'fuck this' and have one story that just doesnt have to get that deep #actually im gonna stop being vague. this is about danae #oc: danae moreno #danaes death serves a huge purpose in TSOFF but is so fucking hard to do after how #i built her up thru sideshow #but like...sideshow would probably work better WITHOUT being tied to any of my bigger stories in that way #in fact danaes death after everythin she survives thru in sideshow would just suck narratively #so what if i remove her from TSOFF/tashas backstory and insert a new OC to take that place #let danae be happy and not dead bc i think ive put her thru more than any other oc of mine and i no longer like that #this also means havin to rework a few other big plot points of TSOFF.....but i think that would be worth it #i think letting one of my comfort OCs no longer have to go thru THAT much hell is worth it #os: fireflies

[covenstrays]

thinking about dark ages pilgrimages and how it was extremely uncommon for people, especially women, to be by themselves on their journey. like it was very much a communal experience, where people would meet up at inns / towns and then agree to travel together for safety reasons. humans would come together and agree to help each other out because it’s safer to rely on each other in this very dark, brutal world!

but guess whose entire existence / sense of self depends on the idea that she is self-sufficient and Such a good worker that she doesn’t need help from anyone. and that to ask for any is a burden on the other person.

:)

#( STUDY: THE PILGRIM. ) #`` so she ends up suffering More Intensely and More Frequently bc she refused to rely on other people. #`` because she thought it was a blessing! for them not to have to deal with her bullshit! #`` in any other context nahia is very easily the one to say 'you have to rely on other people; thats what we as humans were built to do!' #`` 'we are social; loving creatures!' #`` sb: yeah but what about you? #`` nahia: anyway bye stay safe <333 #`` i would like to think her reincarnation is for the purpose of making actual friends and knowing what that means #`` i.e. : not just being useful to someone. yknow like. emotional intimacy. #`` that's a TWO way street not just one babygirl

[smartzelda]

Sometimes I wish sibling dynamic pairings had their own names like ships do

#Of course it would be great for like categorizing purposes #Since people who like that dynamic specifically could search it up #But like. The companion to 'this character tag is filled with art of a ship I don't like' is 'this character tag is filled with art of #characters I don't see as siblings to each other' #And it's like at least you can filter out ship tags 95% of the time. If you dislike a popular interpretation of unrelated characters being #siblings to each other you're just shit outta luck #vent #I suppose #Edit: However this is why invader zim fandom was based for having a built in relationship typing for their ships. sure there's no sibling #marker‚ but there IS one for friendship‚ enemies‚ and romance. So if one just wanted to denote that they love the platonic relationship #between two characters they can tag that on tumblr and people can search ut #It's great

[unpretty]

a fact about me is that i was an early bloomer who hit puberty in elementary school and was immediately, obnoxiously horny in ways that were uncomfortable for everyone because no one is prepared for an elementary schooler with b cups and a deep fascination with movies where people get tied up. another fact is that because i was considered smart for my age in the ways that mattered, i just accepted all this as a single package, the many ways that i was not really a child the way other children were children but was instead a miniature adult. i was technically a child, but not really, as far as i was concerned. it also did not occur to me until around high school that i was fat, because i instead considered myself to be sturdy, to be buff, to be built like a tank.

so somewhere around middle school i am noticing the ways in which i am Not Like Other Girls, the ways in which i am not what society says a girl is and the ways that things marketed to girls do not appeal to me. i don't know how other girls dealt with this, but i very rationally decided that i was only technically a girl, in the way that i was only technically a child. so i looked at the things that did appeal to me, and that i did enjoy, and reverse engineered my demographic to decide that on a practical and functional level i was a middle-aged man. i had also gotten really hornily into wolverine because of the first x-men movie, and ended up reading a lot of comics, so as you can imagine the comic book version of wolverine who is short and built like a tank and older than he looks despite being for all intents and purposes a middle aged man really had some appeal to me.

there are idiots who say shit about how tomboys would be considered trans these days or whatever, but i can assure you that was not what was happening here. by middle school i already had to special order bras and i was fine with that because of the many weird fetishes i was developing, none of which can be blamed on the internet because i hadn't found that shit yet and also to this day you would have a hard time finding anything similar to the things i wrote in my secret notebook and immediately destroyed. the fact that i was technically a girl was vital to all this. media where there was a big reveal that some cool dude had been a hot chick the whole time was my shit. weird feral beast people who turned out to be hot women once they took a bath? fuck yes. i would never have cut my hair because that would have ruined my chances to take off a helmet and reveal that i had girl hair. at no point did i think i was anything but a girl, it was just that i was functionally a middle-aged man, who was a girl.

what this means is that i still liked all the things i already liked, such as leather jackets and comic books and anime and old stand-up comedy, but i also did extensive research on the other things i felt i should like according to the demographic i had assigned myself. i watched vh1's 'i love the 70s' with the air of someone trying to hide their amnesia, even though my parents were children in the 70s. i got into the beatles. i tried to get into cars for a while before accepting that i only liked the vintage car aesthetic and couldn't be fucked to know actual car facts. i wore nothing but cargo shorts and aloha shirts for a while, which didn't really stand out that much because it was middle school. i bought a fedora and became a libertarian atheist. i made plans to buy a motorcycle (i could not ride a bike).

i gave up on it after a while because quite frankly my titty situation meant there was never really going to be a big reveal that i'd been a girl the whole time. it was pretty obvious even with the cargo shorts. also the older of a teen i was, the more likely it felt that i could maybe get laid, except i could tell that was never going to happen as long as i kept wearing cargo shorts. it took longer to give up the fedora because it was leather and i wore it with my leather jacket and fingerless gloves, which i convinced myself worked a lot better after i'd gone full high school goth. i lived in the desert so you can imagine how well that worked out for me, smell-wise.

anyway that's how my female socialization went, i don't think it was particularly successful tbqh

#original #the funniest part to me is the vh1 thing #i watched so much vh1 while inexplicably behaving as if i was already familiar with everything i was seeing

[tojirights]

Ong your Alastor showing you off to Vox one was so😍😍🤤🤤

Can you make do an enemies to lovers? Like how maybe Alastor’s been possessive of you and he hates how much he likes you, and one day your dressed in something scandalous (maybe Angel helps pick it out) and Alastor can’t take it anymore. Much degradation on the side pleeeeeease🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

a/n: degradation is my specialty 🩷 requests open!

tags: 18+ smut nsfw, slight coercion, degradation, choking

words: 1k~

ever since alastor met you, he struggled to understand you. rather, he struggled to understand what you did to him. you wore down the walls he so carefully built and did it effortlessly and it drove him mad. your smile, your voice, the genuine care you showed for him and everyone in the hotel.

you took up his every thought and he hated it. he hated that he couldn't stay away either. he just couldn't trust anyone else to protect you. he wants you more than he'd ever admit, and while everyone told him that you felt something for him, he chose to ignore it. but when he sees what you've decided to wear tonight, he nearly has a heart attack.

"what on earth are you wearing?" alastor speaks, cocking a brow when he sees you walking out of the hotel with angel. you smile shyly, out of your element in the flashy and revealing outfit angel styled you in. "oh this? yeah, i know." you laugh, covering your chest with your arms. it does nothing but push your tits further together, threatening to bust out of the barely there top.

"its a little much, don't you think?" alastor's eye twitches as he tries to suppress his anger. how dare angel dress you like this! "you don't like it." you frown, looking down at your outfit. he sighs, rubbing his temple. "it's not that..." he speaks before shooting a look at angel that would have burnt him to a crisp if possible. "i uhh.. i'll let you two talk." angel quickly scurries away, blowing you a kiss as he does so.

alastor's blood was boiling at this point. "do you understand the attention wearing this would earn you? is that what you want?" he's tugging you into the shadows with him before you're brought to his broadcast tower. "alastor what is going on?" your frown deepens when he bumps into his desk.

his final straw is watching you bend down to pick up the papers that fell, your entire ass on display as your skirt falls forward. he's behind you in a flash, one hand pressing your face into the wood of his desk while the other pins your arm behind you. all you can do is gasp for air and wiggle under his grasp but its no use. "now deary, you must be doing this on purpose." he growls, trying his best not to be too rough but he's having a hard time holding back. "a-al don't-" "keep your mouth shut." his harsh words make you shudder. "if you so desire to dress like a whore, you'll be treated like a whore."

alastor releases your arm, causing your eyes to widen when you figure out what he's doing instead of holding you. his clawed finger tears straight through your panties in a single stroke, exposing your pussy to him. "w-wait alastor, it's not what you think." you gasp out, but he's already sliding a finger through your folds. "what's that? are you saying that your cunt isn't basically begging to be used right now , hm? that you don't want to be fucked over my desk right now? because that's what that outfit was telling me. and now your pussy is telling me the same thing, darling."

he's slowly pumping a finger in and out of your now soaking cunt, the sound of your wetness filling the otherwise quiet room. "you'd let me, wouldn't you?" the second finger has you moaning into his desk, and against your better judgement, you nod your head as much as you can while being held down. "yes, i-i wanted you to see me." your eyes sting with tears as embarrassment fills you. god yes, you wanted alastor to see you in such a skimpy outfit. but you didn't expect him to lose it on you like this.

and still, every harsh word has you dripping and approaching orgasm faster than you could have expected. "now there's a good girl." alastor coos, a sense of pride filling him, rather, filling his aching cock. he hopes to never forget the sight in front of him, the way your skirt still hangs around your hips, your panties torn in two just enough that he can see your pretty pink pussy peaking between the slit he ripped.

"all you had to do is be honest, you didn't have to have angel dress you like a little sex doll just to get my attention. you shouldn't dare dress like that for anyone but me, do you hear that, sweetheart? i don't want to have to leash you as well, but i have no issue doing so if you can't behave." he ends his sentence by finally pushing his cock passed your puffy lips.

your eyes roll into the back of your head, fire scorching through your body as alastor plows his cock in and out of you. "a-al fuck, too big." you whine, bracing your hands on the desk with every thrust. alastor snickers behind you, only pulling out to flip your body around. being able to look up at him only makes this worse. the sinister smile on his face, his hooded, dark eyes. his clawed hand wraps around your neck, squeezing just enough to make you gasp for air. "don't you worry your pretty little head about that, darling. you can take it." he grunts when you clench around him.

alastor's pulling out just in time to paint your thighs and stomach with thick ropes of his seed. you whimper as you feel it splashing on your skin, covering you and your clothes. you feel dirty and used, and my god do you want this to happen again. alastor catches his breath before planting a kiss to your forehead.

"are you going to cum already? with my hand around your throat?" he would laugh, but it's possibly the hottest he's ever seen you. your eyes glassed over with tears, you nod. "'m s-so close, al." you pant, barely making the words out before waves of pleasure crash into you and you're cumming hard on his cock. your vision goes black, choked moans escaping as alastor fucks your sensitive pussy.

"the next time i catch you wearing something like that, i won't hesitate to make an example out of you." his words lack the same bite from earlier, but you still shudder at his implications. he turns to grab something to clean you up with but stops dead in his tracks when you speak.

"y-yes sir..." you whisper.

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[mikkeneko]

So here's my beef with ChatGPT. Even aside from the issues with plagiarism, cheating, people using it to fake the work that they absolutely need to be actually doing, &etc.

With the advent of the internet we've been in a situation where all the knowledge available to humanity could, conceivably, be made available to everyone at all times. We've had enormous public works built towards that purpose -- libraries, Wikipedia, archives, everything. But an increasing problem as the years have gone by has been the problem of sorting out the signal from the noise. Sorting out real, helpful advice from scams and snake-oil. Paths that lead to dead-ends as sources of information go down and don't come back up. Trying to figure out who's a real expert, who's even a real person in a sea of fake generated avatars. Distinguishing wheat from chaff, usable material from trash.

And the makers of ChatGPT -- and every other AI programmer who's now trying to jump on the bandwagon -- is looking at this problem and saying "You know what this situation needs? More noise. More fakes. More chaff. More dead-ends and empty shells. I think we have TOO MUCH useful information and real expertise. I think we should shake things up by adding more utterly contentless garbage to the mix." And they created an automated noise generator.

Just imagine being on the bank of a pond and saying "ah, this is a lovely pond, the fish and plants are so beautiful, I'm just having trouble seeing them through the silt in the water" and the person next to you says "I'm going to build a factory on the bank of this pond that does nothing but pour more dirt into it. All day. Every day. Nonstop." And then everyone else overhears them and says "Oh, what a fantastic idea! I'm going to create my OWN sludge-factory to get in on this action!"