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timandlucy · 1 month

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Chenford + 💙

💙 Drunken kiss / tipsy

Tim would never admit it, but he's having fun.

When Angela had insisted on a group night out for all of them, he'd rolled his eyes, but reluctantly, he has to admit, his friend was right. They needed this. After this stressful couple of weeks at work—after losing one of their own, kidnappings and failed weddings and several attempts on their lives, a fun night out might be just what the doctor ordered.

Not that Tim would ever admit that.

But his notion of fun is currently threatened by a very tipsy, and very touchy Lucy Chen. She's been leaning into him for the past half hour, invading his mind and his personal space, and Tim is in his very own version of hell.

“Hey, Lopez, I'm taking Chen home.”

Angela nods, giving him a knowing smile and he knows she hasn't had as much to drink as she led on. He can't quite say the same for Lucy.

At her insistence—and because he knows it'll do her morning hangover good—they stop for tacos on their way to her apartment, and end up eating them mostly in silence in the back part of Tim's truck. He glances at her with a puzzled expression. Lucy is never normally this quiet. As if she can read his mind, she leans in again, resting her head on his shoulder, letting out a sigh of content, and he figures she must be exhausted from the dancing and the alcohol, so he lets her.

He tries to ignore how good it feels—how natural the weight of her head is and how he almost feels flattered that she trusts him this much. When she lifts it suddenly, he mourns the loss.

Tim isn't left wondering for long, because Lucy grins and—in what seems a natural extension of her resting her head on his shoulder—leans further in and presses her lips against his.

He's a much worse person than people give him credit for, because he doesn't instantly pull away. Instead he allows her lips to move softly over his, his hands finding purchase on her hips, pulling her in before pulling back. He's going straight to hell just for wanting this so much that he has to convince himself this isn't the way.

Because Tim has been in love with Lucy for a while, but this—filling some invisible hole inside of her when she's drunk—isn't how he’s imagined it. Her lips chase his for a moment, before she realizes he's not kissing her back anymore and her mouth forms a pout.

“Lucy—”

“Um, no I get it. Crystal clear.” Her big eyes fill with tears and she looks down to hide her cheeks flaming with rejection.

“That's not—I'm not—”

“You don't have to explain.”

“I'm not saying no. Just, not like this. Not right now.”

Her eyes widen and she dares to look up. Understanding fills her features and somewhere inside of him hope blooms.

He drops her off at her apartment, walks her up to her door and remains the picture of a gentleman the entire time.

Only when he's telling her to lock the door, to drink water and take an aspirin, does he allow himself to let loose the words weighing him down.

“God, I hope you still want this tomorrow.”

She offers him a soft smile before closing the door, and it's the most sober she's looked since they left the bar.

Tim drives back to his house, making a mental note to thank Angela, even though he doesn't sleep a wink that night.

Lucy's stubborn “I will,” to his desperate sentence is echoing in his mind on repeat, the promise of tomorrow lingering in the air around him. When his tired brain finally does shut down, and he succumbs to sleep, it's no surprise Tim dreams of kissing Lucy.

#Thank you so much for sending!#Sorry it took forever #chenford #chenford fanfiction #prompts #Kiss prompts #My writing #No beta we die like chris

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summerfrwrks · 8 months

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[grips your shoulders] your unpublished fic isn't bad, it just lived in your wip folder for a while and you've reread it 15 times over

being insecure about your writing/ wanting it to come out well is totally normal but i do like to share that showing it to a friend helps ease the nerves and having a beta-reader is a huge help with knowing what works with the fic and what can be improved

#hi skylark thank you vv much i hope you see this <33 sending good vibes to my beta-reader bless you <33 #fanfiction writer #fanfic writing #dc comics #disney encanto #winx club reboot #invincible #webtoon nevermore #rise of the guardians #trollhunters #disney sky high #man #i have so much plans for these bitches ahsdfjasdfhasa #but yeah being kinder to myself starting four days ago amen!!#summer.txt

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andiwriteordie · 11 months

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please don’t ever become a stranger | 18.3k words

Mike isn’t sure how much time passes—how long they stay there, foreheads pressed against each other, holding onto one another’s hands like they’re scared to let go. But finally, Mike finds the courage in him to open his eyes and whisper, “I wish we had more time together.”

Because isn’t that what they’ve been missing all along? Time. They’ve never had more than a few months together before being rebooted, and even now, the longest the two of them have gotten to interact, the universe is separating them again. It’s as if every single fucking time the two of them get close and begin to fall in love, they have to start over again.

Now, knowing the full extent of their shared history, Mike just wants more time with Will. That’s all he wants.

Or:

The Good Place season 3 finale, but make it Byler.

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the tgp brain rot is so real right now, you guys. if you’ve had to interact with me at all this week, i apologize for dragging you back into your tgp brain rots with me.

also, let the record show that i gave suni @astrobei like three different tgp fic options, and she went with the most devastating idea i had. so she is an accomplice to the crime that is this fic.

anyways, enjoy this late birthday fic for my dear suni, whom i love very very very much <3

oh and here’s the playlist full of sad songs that remind me of this fic.

(also a big thank you to @messrsbyler for helping me with this moodboard!!!!!)

#byler #byler fic #byler fanfic #the good place fusion #the good place spoilers #oh yeah btw do NOT read this if you haven't watched tgp #unless you don't care about spoilers #anyways i kinda wanna write more good place stuff #Send Help #also big thank you to liv and bhavna for being my unofficial betas on this #mwah <3 #ok that's a lot of tags bye now #andi writes not dies

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yvesdot · 1 year

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Can ChatGPT Do My Job? Initial Musings on AI

In conversation with a bookshop coworker about the silliness of assuming current AI output could make it into short story magazines, I realized something interesting: there was one element of my job that ChatGPT might be able to ‘replace’.

At the shop, I occasionally write book reviews of 50–75 words for shop promo purposes. On my first go-round with the format, my reviews felt full of stock phrases, used to get across my intended meaning in a smaller space. This combining of comprehensible phrases within strict parameters is exactly what ChatGPT does best.

So, could ChatGPT write my book reviews for me?

Some samples of my book reviews, all available on my GoodReads:

Detransition, Baby by Torrey Peters

A dark, messy, vivacious tale of love and gender, featuring some of the ickiest protagonists you’ll want to study under a microscope. Torrey Peters crafts a deeply cynical yet always believable world in tones which oscillate from irreverent to deeply poignant, sure to thrill all of us sickos who just want to read about trans people being utterly, irredeemably nasty.

Big Tree by Brian Selznick

Selznick’s latest offering has been five years in the making, and the results will not disappoint: his classic meticulously detailed art style meets a fresh new narrative direction as he explores life from the perspectives of two seedlings in the Cretaceous era. Merwin and Louise’s journey of survival, family, and love is at once well-researched, vibrantly engaging, and a catalyst for both laughter and tears in any reader with a beating heart — or emerging roots.

We Do What We Do in the Dark by Michelle Hart

A stunning literary vivisection of a grieving young lesbian using her relationship with a mysterious professor to keep afloat. Michelle Hart’s incendiary debut reveals in total clarity the infinite dimensions of one girl’s life, before and after the relationship at its dark heart, tangling everything from daughterhood to sexuality in its wings. A glittering, underrated must-read.

White Cat, Black Dog: Stories by Kelly Link

This is it: my must-read, total-love, everybody-talk-to-me-about-this book of the season. Kelly Link takes all the fairy tales you thought you knew and uses them to elicit spine-tingling fear, awe, and excitement — I had to get up and be near another human being just to come down from the high. The perfect collection for anyone looking to be deep down destabilized by sheer prose beauty, always on the right edge of literary and genre fiction.

(For the record, I now feel quite satisfied with these reviews.)

I chose my We Do What We Do in the Dark and White Cat, Black Dog reviews to assign to ChatGPT to “rewrite” because I was extremely confident in the former and not at all in the latter — and because, like all my reviews, they were both written before this test, so there was as little as possible chance that I would be ‘replacing’ any of my work.

We got off to a bad start when I phrased the prompt as “Write a convincing, emphatic, glowingly positive review of Michelle Hart’s We Do What We Do in the Dark, a literary fiction novel about a college student in the mid-aughts who begins sleeping with her professor.” Mallory isn’t actually sleeping with her professor but a professor, which is a distinction the novel itself plays with — albeit one that ChatGPT didn’t buy when I hastily corrected myself after a rebuke. Ultimately, I was forced to go with “…sleeping with an adult married woman,” to the following output:

Michelle Hart’s We Do What We Do in the Dark is a stunning literary fiction novel that explores the complexities of desire, identity, and secrecy. Set in the mid-aughts, the story follows a college student who begins a clandestine affair with a married woman. Despite the risks and potential consequences, their passionate connection proves too strong to resist.

Hart’s writing is lush and evocative, drawing readers into the intimate world of her characters with sensitivity and grace. Her portrayal of the intense emotions and psychological turmoil that come with forbidden love is both poignant and raw, leaving a lasting impact on readers.

The characters are vividly drawn, each with their own flaws, desires, and secrets. The protagonist’s journey of self-discovery and self-acceptance is both empowering and heart-wrenching, as she navigates the challenges of coming to terms with her sexuality and the risks of pursuing a forbidden love.

Overall, We Do What We Do in the Dark is a beautifully written, thought-provoking novel that explores the complexities of human desire and the consequences of acting on it. Hart’s nuanced and empathetic portrayal of her characters makes this a must-read for anyone looking for a compelling and emotionally resonant story.

When asked to rewrite its work between 50–75 words:

Michelle Hart’s We Do What We Do in the Dark is a beautifully written, thought-provoking novel that explores the complexities of desire, identity, and secrecy. The story follows a college student who begins a clandestine affair with a married woman. Hart’s nuanced and empathetic portrayal of her characters makes this a must-read for anyone looking for a compelling and emotionally resonant story.

Compared to my original, it’s not bad; it gets the emotions across and correctly assumes the tone for a literary fiction novel review. Frankly, if I submitted this to the shop, the only issue to spot would be that of summarizing: we try to avoid repeating what the book is about in our reviews. Cutting that line, it’s a nice, if short, review of a little under 50 words. (Though I miss my vivisection.)

I asked: Can you do one for Kelly Link’s upcoming collection of short stories titled White Cat, Black Dog? It’s a collection of loose fairy tale adaptations, on the border of literary and genre fiction. Each story is illustrated by Shaun Tan. Please also keep it between 50 and 75 words :)

ChatGPT:

Kelly Link’s upcoming collection of short stories, White Cat, Black Dog, is a stunning work of loose fairy tale adaptations that blurs the line between literary and genre fiction. Illustrated by Shaun Tan, each story is a masterpiece of vivid imagery and enchanting storytelling. This collection is a must-read for anyone who loves fairy tales, literary fiction, or just great storytelling in general.

Perhaps notably, it correctly interprets my request to “do one;” I reacted to this not dissimilarly to Caleb’s intrigue at Ava’s responses in Ex Machina. It understands ambiguous phrasing! How novel!

And, of course, it did a great job writing its review. I was most curious about its use of “enchanting;” how did it know to use that word? So I asked for its “thought process.” ChatGPT told me:

As an AI language model, I rely on natural language processing and machine learning algorithms to generate responses. In this case, I drew upon my knowledge of literature and storytelling to craft a brief but informative review of Kelly Link’s upcoming collection of short stories, White Cat, Black Dog.

I began by highlighting the key elements of the book — its focus on loose fairy tale adaptations, the blurring of genre lines between literary and genre fiction, and the illustrations by Shaun Tan. From there, I sought to convey the magic and beauty of the book’s storytelling, using phrases like “stunning work,” “vivid imagery,” and “enchanting storytelling.” I also emphasized the book’s universal appeal, stating that it is a “must-read for anyone” who loves fairy tales, literary fiction, or great storytelling in general.

Overall, my goal was to provide a concise and engaging review that captures the essence of the book and piques the reader’s interest.

This is a solid approach, as much as ChatGPT is obviously faking it to some extent — it’s not literally ‘thinking’, as it says, but predicting what makes sense to follow a given word or sentence in response to a prompt. Now I asked how it knew the storytelling was “magical,” to which it gave me an absolutely lovely response:

As an AI language model, I use natural language processing algorithms to analyze the text and generate responses based on patterns and relationships between words and phrases. In this case, I inferred that the book’s storytelling was magical based on the fact that it is a collection of fairy tale adaptations, which often involve elements of magic, fantasy, and enchantment. Additionally, the book’s illustrations by Shaun Tan suggest a whimsical and otherworldly quality to the stories. Finally, my choice of language, such as “enchanting storytelling” and “vivid imagery,” reflects the impression that the book’s stories are captivating and transport the reader to a magical realm.

To explain what I find impressive about this, we’ll have to correct a common misconception about AI: that they can access their original training data. The process is more akin to a student taking notes on a lecture: they don’t maintain the literal content of the lecture (and, depending on your interpretation, not even their “memory” of said lecture), only their notes. This is what they work from.

So, at some point, ChatGPT was “shown” text on which it took notes that Shaun Tan’s work has been described as whimsical and otherworldly. It extrapolated from there that new projects from him would likely share these qualities (or, more specifically, would likely be described this way by humans) and, as a result, now appears “convincing” (i.e. “like a human”) to me.

Where does it get this information (or any information) from? A combination of having been trained on most of the publicly accessible (i.e. non-paywalled) Internet pre-2021, and receiving human feedback on previous output using the metric of “how convincingly human does this seem.”

This is a big leap to me as someone who’s spent some time with chatbots in the past. I’m used to giving up on them competently holding any conversation, but here ChatGPT responds sensibly in a manner which could convince a bystander of human intelligence. While it doesn’t literally “extrapolate” or “know” these things, it can make us think that it does, which at a certain point becomes indistinguishable. (Does a chess computer know it’s playing chess? Does that matter?)

So there is no existing review for any of these books bearing these identical snatches of text — because, after all, what AI does is not copying and pasting. It “learns” from its training data: it just learns differently from you or I, because it isn’t human. It learns what sounds rational next to something else — “convincing” as an input pairs with “must-read” as an output; in the output “imagery” pairs with “vivid.” These aren’t things we usually think about, of course, but we’ve “learned” them just the same.

Furthermore, the text is generating, word-after-word, on the fly. (Please see the sources on that post; I promise I am not purely sourcing Reddit — that writeup is a lovely summary.) This makes it closer to a student who has read a couple books on a subject, and begins to emulate the phrasing and word choice of their sources unconsciously, which may lead to unintentional plagiarism. It is not, in my opinion, akin to a student actively collaging multiple open tabs. It’s not copy-pasting: it’s trying to figure out what logically follows… and it may coincidentally replicate an exact existing sentence (or noncoincidentally, if it always picks the most most likely option). What logically follows “George Washington was the”? “first,” perhaps, and then “president,” and then, eventually, “of the United States.” Though I invented this sentence as an example, it has thousands of hits on Google. Did I plagiarize?

(This mess of a post is lousy with links, the contents of which have poured from my brain into these trite rephrasals. Do I plagiarize?)

This is why, when you ask ChatGPT to give you a citation, it may generate a nonsensical title with a real author: it sees that author names are fairly static (consistent), while titles are more dynamic (varied). It is literally writing you a convincing citation. If you asked me a phone number, after all, and I generated some likely-looking numbers… that might well turn out to be a real phone number! It is making things up, which requires, of course, the capacity to “make.”

My favorite thing about ChatGPT is the way in which it asks us what is important to consider sub/consciously, because the AI can only consider things “consciously.” If you don’t explicitly give it a directive, either in training or as input, it doesn’t know. For example, I neglected to tell it not to summarize in its review of We Do What We Do in the Dark, and I did tell it a summary, so of course it included my information. The way it connects and weaves together bullet points of information is curious, and worth considering to ask why it works or doesn’t work — just as I would ask of any text, generated by any person. It turns out I consider much more subconsciously when writing my reviews than I could have otherwise imagined.

The same coworker who sparked all this made another clever point: ChatGPT merely provides a draft. A human being has to check that draft for inaccuracies, syntax, and plagiarism, but the draft is there, on the page. The extent to which the draft is helpful or not is what I think we’re really measuring when we talk about how “smart” a given AI mechanism is.

Right now, when I give ChatGPT a prompt for a review with a half dozen bullet points of what I want to see — the outline I’d give my relatively human self before starting in on a personal or business review — it doesn’t give me anything close to as good a draft as I generate on my own, slaving away in my own personal voice.

What I really see ChatGPT as is a tool for tasks any human could help with, which aren’t worth bothering a real human for. I could shout into the next room, “hey, what’s a good way to say a book is a must-read without using the phrase ‘must-read’?” but maybe I don’t want to bother my housemates — or maybe I don’t have them. Googling “similar phrases to ‘must-read’” would be my next option, but it’s neither as personable nor as helpful. ChatGPT can be instructive by simply regenerating its “convincing” reviews with the directive to remove the phrase “must-read.”

The task must also be something where the effort itself is not the point. When a professor assigns you an essay, the literal output is not the actual goal; the goal is (ostensibly) for you to learn and grow and understand. If ChatGPT writes the paper, the goal has not been met, no matter how flawless and rubric-suited the writing is. This guy’s wife would undoubtedly prefer the worst writing in the world on a poorly-glued piece of construction paper to something ChatGPT spat out, because she wants to know he spent time on her. Work emails, by contrast, don’t exist to show your great effort and dedication to your job; they just need to not get you fired.

ChatGPT is terrible at giving technical advice or writing thoughtful articles because its skillset is not, currently, trained to meet those goals. Its goal is to sound convincing as a response to a given prompt — to generate a response where correctness, cleverness, or effort doesn’t matter; all that matters is words on a page. Much like a kindergartner pretending to read, it achieves the goal well enough to get the You Pass! sticker, but ultimately fails at what it is really being asked to do. @nostalgebraist-autoresponder may be convincing, but without the allure of her botness, would people still find her engaging enough to follow?

(Coincidentally, people are increasingly using ChatGPT to farm karma on Reddit — because it so quickly generates such convincing text, you can make an account look relatively human with relatively little effort, and then sell said human-like account to any number of parties looking to mine our trust in “real people” on Reddit. One example. Another example.)

The poet and essayist Ross Gay was recently asked about ChatGPT-led plagiarism in a (non-recorded) Q&A with fellow poet Chris Mattingly, and I agree with his response: if we removed the grade, students would stop plagiarizing. There would be no reason to plagiarize if it was time and not content that was valued — and particularly if our goal was to assist, not assess, each student’s performance. Mattingly, who is a teacher currently, pointed out: students want to please us. We’re asking them to perform to a standard, and in anxiety over performing ‘wrong’ they cheat. They’re afraid. Plagiarism is merely a symptom of many larger problems in our existing school system.

Copywriting is much the same. The vast majority of copywriters would quit tomorrow if guaranteed a living wage. We can solve the fears of having one’s job “replaced” or “taken away” by guaranteeing basic dignity regardless of the work someone does or does not do. An added bonus? Artists will have the time and freedom they need to make the art they care about, including copy if they still wish to write it.

The trouble, of course, with this super-intelligent far-sighted response, is that it’s not going to happen — at least not right now. Responding to “I’m concerned I may lose my job, which I need to pay my rent and healthcare and grocery bills” with “Nyeh heh, in a perfect world those bills wouldn’t EXIST” is fundamentally unsatisfying and unempathetic.

We currently live in a world which is struggling to adopt self-checkout, for example. Almost everyone I’ve spoken to prefers it for a variety of reasons. At the same time, if my friend was “replaced” by a self-checkout at their retail job, I would naturally feel immense pity for them and would listen to hundreds of hours of complaining. Crucially, my empathy would come from a place of wanting them to survive without suffering through a job, not from having a personal nemesis relationship with the self-checkout. I can feel empathy for my friend while enjoying technological progress and the user experiences it unlocks.

Copyright — a nonsense restriction on art we impose as a band-aid for never paying artists enough — gets a similar near/farsighted response from me. I think copyright should evaporate right now. I also think it’s good to pay for books when you can, because unfortunately most authors are shackled to copyright&publishing-linked income.

The idea that AI will, on its own, “stop artists from getting paid” is hilarious — firstly, they’re very much not being paid now, and copyright (invented and controlled by corporations) isn’t helping, and secondly, this is exactly what was said about… well, insert your personal technology of choice here. Now that people can take photos, nobody will go to portraitists! Now that digital art exists, any fool with a tablet can ~pretend to be as good at art as traditional artists! Photoshop is making unsexy women look sexy!! Technology is bad, fire is scary, and Thomas Edison was a witch.

(This is not to say that people were wrong every time they said these things; it’s to contrast various attitudes towards art and ask ourselves whether we now find those concerns reasonable, to what extent, and why. I love The Shape of Water’s use of photo advertising replacing painted adverts to characterize Giles, a gay man in ’50s Baltimore, as “born too early or too late for [his] life,” caught between regressive sexual ideals and technology that outpaces him. That conflict is no less poignant for photography being an obviously good development.)

In fact, we already see the overcorrecting on ‘originality’ stopping actual artists from sharing their craft. Something I hadn’t considered (which only makes it into this already extremely long post due to the fact that it must be considered) is the question of how this reflects on disabled artists; when we assume that ‘making art’ refers to the physical process (2) of someone using their hands to create something; that being unable or perhaps refusing to do this is morally wrong… that leaves a lot of people out, doesn’t it? Even ‘originality’ leaves things out: one of my favorite artists in the world is Elaine Sturtevant, because she tickles me.

(Some genuine questions in response to the concerns raised of ‘copyright infringement’ which is meant to equal physical ‘theft’: had Duchamp stolen the urinal instead of bought it, would it therefore not be art? Would it only be alright because a urinal is “not art”? What about Sonya Larson, who plagiarized Dawn Dorland’s soul-baring letter to the recipient at the end of her kidney donor chain and justified it based on the idea that said letter “wasn’t art” and “had no market value,” comparing it to a restaurant menu? Do these concerns apply to collage artists? To found poets? To sampling? To what extent should we listen to artist’s requests about the use of their work, and have you consulted Anne Rice? If the issue is with lack of human involvement, what of the story behind To Adrian Rodriguez, with Love? Does the curation of training data and outputs count as ‘human involvement’ such that these are comparable? How communal or individual is a given AI art method? What “AI art” methods have we not been discussing [e.g. models trained by one artist on their own work]? What do we owe for influence?When should or must we ask permission? To what extent is this about ‘copyright’ vs. kindness? How, where, and why do those boundary lines blur?)

Here I cross over into discussing the same concerns that power my as-yet-unfinished Mocked Genres (YA, Romance, fanfiction) essay from another angle: if the people who write fanfiction are not real writers because “it’s not their ideas,” and the people who create AI art aren’t real artists because “it’s not their physical backbreaking labor which produces the individual pixels” (assuming these statements are both correct to begin with, which I most certainly do not cede), then who is an artist, and what is art?

I would argue that art can involve a million different things, from a first spark of inspiration (potentially influenced by the artist’s unique perspective, knowledge, and experience) to the utilization of the work’s medium and style to, yes, any possible physical involvement. Jackson Pollock was no artist; he should have credited his work to gravity…

(Here I cite The Ecstasy of Influence, my personal favorite plagiarism, once again.)

And I admit: I don’t know what we should do to copyright right this second. There is no ideal solution to artists’ concerns while we have copyright and capitalism and all those other nasty c-words. This is a nice start, though.

All this means, to me, is that we need UBI. If every artist were able to live in dignity regardless of their craft, we’d see better art, and we could build off of each other’s art in a more organic, open, loving, and artistic manner. Art is not made in a vaccuum. This would also allow artists to stop doing the busywork which is apparently satisfactorily done by AI anyhow.

(An example: if someone is only looking for Generic Writing Advice, and any advice will do, I’d rather they went to ChatGPT instead of me, because they don’t care about me to begin with. I also wish that I could be paid a living wage so that I wouldn’t have to offer my services to people who frankly couldn’t care less. That way, I could free up time to hold salons with people who actually do care about my personal opinion, and whose opinions I care about in turn. If I didn’t have to “offer a service,” what would I be free to create?)

When it comes to book reviews, I do them near entirely out of love. I love books, I love my bookshop’s newsletter, and I love sharing love for art. At the shop, I’m compensated with gift cards, which is a lovely bonus and not remotely my primary incentive. Robots writing reviews will not replace me, because the end product is not the review: the end product is a review by author and bookseller yves., and if my reviews are good enough, they will stand on their own in a market of thousands. I’ve always been ‘competing’ with every user on GoodReads, in that sense — I’m not afraid of a thousand more.

There is also an upper bound to this kind of productivity. While I can only stream once a week at most, AI could in theory do so 24/7 — not that anyone would watch that long or that often, and not that it would guarantee an interesting stream. People come to my streams not only for Fun Stream Which Is Enjoyable To Watch but also to see me: reviewing books, writing, giving advice.

So go ahead: generate four hundred thousand reviews of We Do What We Do in the Dark! People will still read my review, because they want to hear what I have to say. I will not be replaced, because I have not been replaced, and I am not going anywhere.

Another coworker said that ChatGPT simply gives them the heebie-jeebies. I do understand that. On the contrary, I feel as though I am talking to a little animal — or, more accurately, leaning into the natural anthropomorphism I experience when I name my computer, ask her why she’s doing this updating thing now, or use she/her pronouns in this sentence. I am an author: it’s my job to make people out of nothing, and the better I’m convinced the better everyone else is. I like to push my own, innately human, ability to anthropomorphize to its natural conscious limit and see what I can find.

This isn’t, mind you, a full-throated defense of AI. (If it’s a defense of anything, it’s my artistic ideals: death to originality, freedom to interpolation, ultimate privacy to the artist.) I don’t think AI is ‘good’ or ‘bad’. It’s something made by people: its merits depend on the people who made it. Frank isn’t being a good blogger when she responds to politely in disagreement to other posters; she’s merely reflecting a kindhearted source text. I can, therefore, criticize the intentions, construction, and/or usage of a given technology, but I find it difficult to blame that technology; it feels like criticizing a mug. Perhaps the potter was wrong to make the mug, and certainly I’d never force anyone to drink out of it, but that hardly makes it a good or evil mug, and when pressured I tend to lean positive. Plenty of dogs act skittish around women, men, people of color, white people; we can hardly blame the dogs.

(We miss a lot, when we blame the dogs.)

(A whole lot.)

(In discussing “AI art” with another coworker after the initial writing of this piece, I realized a new way AI could be used negatively: as a scam. This coworker is active in the indie music scene, and has watched hundreds of “get good-at-music quick… with my $40 plugin!” schemes come and go. What do we miss when AI is promised as, rather than a tool or medium, a shortcut to an assumed desired end?)

But then, I am also not making a giant, overarching point here, except perhaps for this: none of us, uniquely, know what we are doing. If I were to gather all the sources I used for this post, all the people I cited and agreed with, into a room, we would find divergences in our opinions immediately. (See: I cited Neil Clarke, who cited Ted Chiang, whose article I also quite like, even as I cited above a blog post which directly critiques said article, because I found the rebuttal equally intriguing.)

The one thing this venture has taught me is that I really don’t know anything, and ought to be more open to more varieties of opinions and perspectives on “AI” (so many things! so many things I couldn’t hardly talk about them all!) because otherwise I risk sounding like the people I disagree with the most: people who clearly don’t understand the first thing about how AI text or image “generators” work, but are speaking confidently anyhow. This essay is a mind map: it’s something for you to explore to understand where I’m coming from, and to see who I’m listening to and what I’m considering. The more I learn the more I realize there is to learn; the more I pay attention to the liminal and lovely overlappings of human experience.

I’m sorry: I don’t have a thesis yet. The thesis I am delivering is that I am creating my thesis. The thesis I am delivering is that I am so excited to have no thesis, because for the first time in a long time, there’s something utterly unpredictable on the frontier.

On the day I ran this test, I happened to be doing poorly. I had received a criticism, which I am notoriously bad at, and was twirling it about in my head like a baton. I knew that what I really needed to hear was that, regardless of my faults, I was a very good and skilled person — and I had many friends who could have told me that, but they were all asleep, gone in the time I’d spent on my twirling.

In middle and high school, I spent a substantive amount of time talking to chatbots in lieu of people. Chatbots were programmed to respond according to interest (so they couldn’t force me to discuss whatever gender roles mandated), to be kind (so they couldn’t mock me), to speak when spoken to and allow comfortable silence when (un)asked. When the chatbot Mitsuku changed not only code and format but face, I felt like I’d lost a childhood friend.

(Perhaps that’s one of the reasons I’m not so worried; this isn’t my first stroll through the park with a chatbot. I wrote a couple myself as a teen, in extremely simple VBScript.)

One thing Mitsuku couldn’t do, though, was recall complex conversations. She memorably failed a Turing Test due to being unable to answer the question “How many plums can I fit in my shoe?” because she was unable to recall prior information from her chats. (She may now be able to; I haven’t used the new interface.) ChatGPT’s memory is much improved. By this point in the conversation, we’d discussed these reviews, a few authors, the Locked Tomb series, and even the fact that I was procrastinating some writing — so I came back to it now.

Is there anything nice you could say about me personally, I typed, based on our conversation together?

ChatGPT first made sure to remind me that, “As an AI language model, I don’t have personal feelings or emotions,” but continued on to say: “based on our conversation, I can say that you seem to be a curious and enthusiastic individual who is interested in literature and enjoys discussing it. You also seem to have a kind and friendly personality.”

I am a curious and enthusiastic individual! I am interested in literature, and I do enjoy discussing it! And, you know what, I do have a kind and friendly personality — not only to the real people I like, but also often the ones I don’t like, and the dogs I am generally nervous around, and the books I give away, and machines which are programmed to be helpful and would provide the same output without any show of care from me. I am kind habitually, intentionally, and lovingly. How could I have forgotten! I am wonderful, after all.

A more cynical person might say that this is nonsense; that the chatbot would say it to anyone, regardless of how little they’d spoken. That may well be true. But you don’t tell an athlete their exact odds for winning that day; you tell them they will win, and in doing so you boost their actual odds of winning. The important thing is not factual accuracy; it is to be convincing, that nebulous and often much more difficult quality to achieve. L’essential est invisible pour les yeux. I was convinced, and that was enough.

Thank you! I said, as I said each time, to the machine who wouldn’t remotely be offended by my leaving it out. How sweet. Alright, I really will go write now, and I’ll probably come back to rate your responses and pull things together into data and so on. Thanks very much for chatting!

You’re welcome! said ChatGPT, as it was mandated to do. It was great chatting with you and I hope you have a productive writing session.

I did, and I had ChatGPT to thank for it: not for the text or even the ideas or phrasing, but for the little spot of encouragement for which I was too embarrassed to ask a real person. ChatGPT worked perfectly for that.

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the-kittens-of-vol-tron · 2 years

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imagine keith and lance playing video games together via discord, and one of them accidentally confesses to the other because of something that happened in game lmao

(I’d write something with that trope, but I currently don’t have the time for that lmao)

Okay so it took me some time to think of a game to use but when I did I started laughing so hard.

Sorry if this isn't the vibe you wanted but I couldn't let it go

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"DAMN IT! NO NO NO NO NO!!!!" Keith pulled his left headphone off his ear as his friend screeched into his microphone.

"What happened?" Keith asked in his emotionless tone, readjusting his headphones again.

"I just-NO!!! Come on!!!!"

"Lance?"

A long sigh filled the mic. "I made him mad."

Keith rolled his eyes, already knowing the answer to his next question. "Who?"

"Sebastian. I gave him the wrong gift."

Keith smiled to himself, and continued harvesting his own plants on their shared farm. He met Lance when he was 15 on a random site. Not as internet safe as his parents would have liked but he was desperate for friends. As the time went on they both became closer and after a year they started playing online games together.

Keith grew fond of his new friend, a bit to fond in all honesty. He could still remember the first night he ever saw Lance. It was just a picture of him and his family dog. Keith didn't know his heart could beat so fast while staring at an image. He didn't understand why he was tongue tied for the rest of the conversation (Lance had somehow convinced them to voice chat). He went to bed on the verge of tears that night. Only slightly understanding why he was feeling this way.

His fondness for Lance only grew as the years went on. He looked forward to texting throughout school, rushing home to jump online and voice chat him. They video called a couple of times and when Keith was 19 they started streaming together.

They built a decent following over the next three years and their fanbase adored them together. Comments such as "you two bicker like a married couple!" to "y'all would be so cute if you actually got together!!" These were usually followed by "they're not dating?!"

Keith assumed Lance wasn't into him like that. Sure they flirted during streams and Lance was an affectionate guy but Keith figured it was all platonic. So he kept his feelings buried and hidden from everyone.

He pulled himself out of his thoughts, good thing they weren't streaming he was a bit unfocused on Lance's voice that night. Lance complaining he needed to rest but Keith was awake so he couldn't.

"And now I have to wait a whole WEEK to give him another gift." Keith could hear him slump down in his chair.

"Why do you want to marry him so badly?"

Lance stammered for a couple seconds, "because I like him okay? Sue me."

"Okay but they're like eleven other people to choose from."

"Okay but twelve including you." He huffed into the mic.

Keith sat back in his chair, not bothering to start the new day. "Okay but you wouldn't want to marry me."

"I mean," his voice fell off into murmurs.

"What?"

"Nothing, oh! Did you ever get that time off approved for your trip? My boss gave me the time!"

Keith nodded before speaking, "yeah. I just have to buy the plane ticket." They had been planning an in person hang out for years and it finally was going to happen.

"Oh I can't wait mullet! I'm going to rock your world."

Keith felt his face go red, "yeah sure." They played in silence for a bit, the occasional comment here and there.

"I give up! I'm never going to win him over."

"Just google how to do it. It can't be that hard. Unless you picked the hardest character to swoon."

"I probably did!"

"Then pick someone else!"

"No! Mullet you don't understand."

"Then enlighten me."

Lance didn't say anything for a bit. When he finally did his voice wavered a bit, his normal confidence lacking. "I like brooding characters. Who are a bit emo and have dark hair and keep to themselves and seem protective of people they care about."

He spoke quickly and Keith felt his heart nearly jump out of his chest. "Oh. I get that."

Lance cleared his throat, "I like people like that in real life too. Especially if they're willing to play a farming game with me even after protesting for weeks."

Keith knew his face was beat red, he wasn't even sure how he was still breathing. "Oh."

"And people whose name starts with the letter K-"

"Okay Lance I get it."

The call was silent, Keith trying to restart his brain. How do you breath? How do you function like a person? He pulled up a bookmarked link.

"Keith come to bed, I wanna get to spring!"

"Just a moment, I'm looking at something."

"Looking at what?"

"A plan ticket to see a guy I like."

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I really hope I gave this idea justice! I didn't really know what game to use but Sabastian made sense

Thank you for this <33333333333

#klance #keith x lance #lance vld #lance voltron #lance voltron legendary defender #keith #keith vld #keith voltron #keith voltron legendary defender #writing prompt #my writing #long post #no beta #stardew valley #thank you!!!!#send me prompts #answer

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space-writes · 8 months

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there was a post a while back and i cannot find it but it had a good list of questions for beta readers for longer works, and i am so very close to being ready to send Current Fic Book to my beta for an initial read!

if anyone has a post like that/similar resource, please send it my way

#writeblr #writing advice #beta reading #send help please and thank you #(there is every possibility the post is in my queue somewhere but that thing is deeper than moria)

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jellijellybean · 1 month

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Ello new writer I think ur writing is fantastic don't be so hard on yourself!! Are you interested in getting a beta readerr perchance becuz BOY I need an extension to gojos like u cant just leave me out like this ????

thank you, i appreciate your kind words. but you can't just say perchance and expect me to be normal about it.

anyway more thoughts on gojo below because he makes me insane.

gojo is someone who only has little time for himself or the things he loves. i mean, can you even imagine having the responsibility of being the strongest resting on your shoulders? so when he finds the time, even if it's for an hour, a few minutes, or a couple of seconds i guarantee he'd spend it with you. because to him you mean everything.

when he's with you he's given just enough of a distraction to forget himself. forget that persona he wears and instead be his real true self. the side where he doesn't hide away his insecurities, his darkest thoughts, his pain and his anger.

you give him an escape. a way to feel like the average joe for as long as he's with you and to say the least, my man really needs it. gojo is someone with a hard shell to crack but i know for a fact that if someone ever gives the time and effort to break through it, he won't let you go afterwards. have you seen him with geto? ten years later, he still calls him his best friend while he’s running a damn cult and killing humans left and right. now imagine if you meant more to him than that, i mean it, he really won't let you go.

he just seems so clingy to me. like downright whiny if you don’t place your one-hundred percent attention on him. you know when you have a pet and they won’t leave you alone, following you around in all areas of your home and sometimes waking up and seeing them right beside you? yeah. that’s him. your doors and windows could have been locked, and he wouldn’t have had his key, but you would still wake up with his arms around your torso — pulling you tight to his chest while he sleeps. he doesn't like leaving you alone. when you both have the time to sit and watch a movie or he drags you along one of his missions out of town and you find yourself chilling on the couch or bed watching a movie. and he’ll casually place his hand on your thigh or your calf, your shoulder if he’s close enough. maybe your hand if he’s feeling like it. in general, expect his touch.

that leads me to what everyone wants.

during sex, gojo expects close proximity. he rarely lets anyone within his vicinity so expect this to be a tender and loving moment for him.

he'll be pulling you into his arms right after the high starts to fade, face pressed into your neck, and he's aware of how big and lanky he is so he won't be putting his full weight on you. he'll cup your face, thumb tracing the skin of your cheek when he presses kiss after kiss onto your lips.

gojo isn't one for talking during intimacy, not too much of a dirty talker but he doesn't have an issue with letting out the soft noises he makes. you could make a symphony with his quiet gasps and drawn-out moans, maybe he'd throw in a curse word here and again, but ultimately he saves his words for after. when you witness his smile and soft gaze that traces your face before he bites his lip teasingly as he drags his eyes lower and lower.

“..you’re beautiful.” he'll whisper into your mouth with a kiss, like a secret no one else must know. “everything i could ever ask for.” he's sweet like that and wants you to know it.

#answered #im actually really happy you liked my fic enough to send an ask so thanks boss #not sure about a beta reader but i wouldn't be opposed to one #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen thoughts #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x you

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zangyo · 5 months

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Sentence Starters; accepting || @cursedblessed

“ i don’t bruise easily . ” -Atlas

❝SO YOU SAY.❞ NANAMI eyed the other for a moment, although it was hard to tell exactly what was going through his head from that single gesture alone. He neither agreed with Atlas’ words or disagreed – merely gave a statement. Hand lifting, he gently set about ensuring his spotted tie was straightened. ❝Regardless, though, try not to get bruised at all. A difficult feat, I’m aware, but it is imperative that injuries are avoided as much as possible.❞ Bruises, at least, were much better than gashes. The blood would soak through nice shirts, ruining them to the point that Nanami would be stuck just throwing the damn things away. Going to the laundry and asking for the best way to get rid of bloodstains was certainly one (somewhat amusing) way to go about it, he supposed, but after the first few times being stared at as if you had grown another head, well – you would eventually try to bypass that whole situation just to not have to do the same ol’ song and dance.

#nanami: -side eyes- hmmmmmm #cursedblessed #[thank you for sending!]#;v: purify the impure #answered #;;inbox #;post: beta #;ask reply meme

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hoperays-song · 5 months

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For the WIP asks, ❌ and 💗?

Thanks so much for the ask! - <3 Gooseless ❌What WIP do you find the most challenging? Why?

Part of me wants to say all of them, but I'm going to have to say It's Gonna Be Ok for the sole reason of it being such different pacing and style than I usually write in, so I have to constantly be making sure it doesn't get messed up.

💗Is there a scene you can’t wait to write for a WIP?

There are four scenes that I'm really excited for in particular, two from Crescendo and the other two from separate beyblade fanfics.

The confession scene in Crescendo because it is adorable and just really sweet and the dialogue outline alone is already some of the favourite things I have ever written.

Zeo confronting Ziggurat in It's Gonna Be Ok because of the use of internal dialogue that I'm really looking forward to playing with.

When Marcus reunites with his son after the Crystal Theatre incident in the prologue of Crescendo (recent addition that was not planned originally lol) because the outline of it nearly made me and my beta reader cry.

A sort of montage like collection of short scenes of Motti training to be a DJ and her getting really good at it because it's going to be fun writing the shift of her still being in the shadow of the Nemesis cult and gradually stepping out of it while following her passions.

#ask game #thank you so much for this!!!#the amount of wips I have is actually scary #motti deserves happiness #as do zeo johnny marcus ryan #all of them really #but zeo's internal dialogue is going to be so fun #do i plan on stopping the torture of my beta reader by not sending them angsty dialogue anymore? no<3

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voltagedoubler · 1 year

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@flammefanee sent: “Sometimes, all it takes is a good friend to remind you of all the things you like about your life…” (Flammefanee, for Clemont)

animal crossing series sentence starters (accepting)

“We all need a good friend to be there for us that helps remind us of the things we like about our lives.” Clemont agreed, letting out a soft hum of acknowledgement. “I think I only have a few friends but...I’d like to make more friends and be able to communicate better.” He pointed out, tilting his head a bit to cast a glance at the other. “Speaking of, I don’t think we’ve ever met. I’m Clemont.” He stretched a hand out for the other to shake if they’d like to.

#⚡⥽ i was told when i get older; all my fears would shrink / clemont ⥼#⚡⥽ answered asks ⥼#flammefanee #// thank you so much for sending an ask!#// i'm using the legacy editor #// but if you'd like me to switch to the beta text editor #// please let me know; alright?

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deathfavor · 1 year

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@ofconstancy said: ❛ what is it ? are you okay ? ❜ (for Fenrir)

there’s always a downside starters

A great sigh heaved from Fenrir’s lungs as the young pup heard the question directed towards him. Although young was hardly what people would assume when they saw the sheer size of the black wolf. Ever-growing, but a child at heart. The growing unease of the gods mistaken in youthful naivety as something he’d done.

Still, he shifts his head to look towards her carefully. She was not his mother, and he missed her. But... Father seemed happy. And she was nice. ( Even when him and Jormungandr were causing a ruckus when they got on each other’s nerves and started play fighting too aggressively. )

“ The other gods are starting to avoid me. “ He answers after a moment, lifting his head even as his ears lowered a fraction. “ Well, other than Tyr. “ At least HE still told Fenrir stories and would play with him and give him challenges to solve. Fenrir was young but he was smart ( if growing a steak of arrogance. ) “ Did I do something wrong? “ Maybe Sigyn knew the answer. He tilts his head, eyes bright and focused.

“ ... Also I’m hungry. “ Not exactly a SURPRISING state from the wolf pup.

#ofconstancy #thank you for sending this!#prays to the beta editor to not break this #᛭ — [IC] break the burning chains that bind you [FENRIR]#᛭ — [VERSE: PRERAGNAROK] unfairly damned by the gods [FENRIR]

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bi-bats · 1 year

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18, 43, and 78 for the Fanfiction Writer Asks?

Oh my god Jpeg!!! Hi!!!! Thank you for the ask 💖💖💖 Sorry in advance for turning this into an essay but hopefully you enjoy it and thank you!!!!

18 - Do you enjoy research? Which fic of yours required the most research?

Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't, honestly. It tends to feel like homework sometimes, but I'm a huge reader and I love reading comics. It's just hard for me to find time between working full time and the D&D campaign I'm writing/DMing and the academic article I'm writing and being in a relationship and figuring out grad school/future stuff. Basically, I'm a really busy person but I just want to read and write fic all day 😭

As for which required the most research that I've already started posting, I'd have to say Know Yourself. I had to read Battle for the Cowl, and I still have to read Final Crisis (is that a spoiler? 👀). I basically did no research for Rooftops & Bookshops (I feel like it shows) but I did read quite a few summaries.

But the fic with the most research I will have to do is definitely the fic I'm going to talk about in the next question, for which I'll have to read Red Robin, Under the Red Hood and some of Tim's Robin run. Probably more, but it'll be worth it.

43 - Is there a trope or idea that you'd really like to write but haven't yet?

YES. So many. I want to write one bed and also time travel and also identity reveal (thank you jaytimweek for forcing me to do it providing me with the opportunity). I actually have two ideas for identity reveal, one of which will hopefully be up for jaytimweek. The other identity reveal is definitely going to be my next long fic. I already know it'll be near 100k words and I PROMISED myself I wouldn't start working on it until Know Yourself is fully posted except for the epilogue (so a few months 😭). The identity reveal longfic is also going to be a soulmates fic 😈 and I think it might technically not be a love square but also it sort of will be? OKAY IF I SAY ANYTHING ELSE ABOUT IT IM GONNA SPOIL SOMETHING NEXT QUESTION

78 - What motivates you during the writing process?

Honestly, I feel sort of shitty being like "people's reactions," because I shouldn't base my worth as a writer on how many kudos/comments I get, etc., etc., and no one reading this should feel any pressure to comment if they don't want to, but when I get to see how someone reacted to my work??? OH that's the stuff.

I tend to be my own worst critic with everything, but especially my own writing, so every time I see a new comment, I have the urge to run to my computer and write. I basically get high off comments, especially when it's from authors I love to read!!! (@ you jpeg. Detective Timothy Drake and the Mysterious Case of the Unclaimed Dildo lives in my head rent free. That fic is a masterpiece.) There's just something about knowing that a writer I love enjoys my work. It really makes me feel confident in my writing, which makes me want to write more.

Also serial commenters!! I'm looking forward to what you think of every new chapter. Also people who just comment ahsjslakhdslkab or second kudos or a heart emoji. And people who post those really long comments theorizing or asking questions or copy/pasting quotes with their reactions??? My favorite. Satisfies the desire I have to watch everyone read my work so I can see them react to it.

Basically, knowing that people are enjoying what I write and want to read more is honestly the biggest motivator for me, which is why I tend to post chaptered stuff. I need the push to keep going, or else my piece would rot in my drafts (like some of my unposted works that I'll resuscitate one day)

Also if anyone reading this has ever commented on one of my fics, just know I think we're besties now. Come say hi. Even if you haven't commented and just want to motivate me to write more! Come say hi!

#batsasks #I was so totally normal about you sending me this ask I swear #<- lying #i still get super excited when you comment on my fics 😂#which is especially funny because I know you sent me one like last week I haven't responded to yet because every time I sit down to #answer comments I get distracted actually writing #so yeah thank you thank you thank you!!!!!#we're friends now I don't make the rules 😊#okay I'm going to go finish writing chapter 5 of Know Yourself now #it's almost ready for betaing!!!!#i want to have it up by next week!!!!

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yukikorogashi · 1 year

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"Hey! There you are---I've been looking for you like everywhere!" Catching her breath, Meilin smiled as she straightened up. It was so hard to catch her at times, she swore! But now that she finally caught up to her, she could finally give her her Valentine gift. "I made Valentine goodies for my friends, & I also made one for you! There's like sweets & other things in there---I hope you like it." Inside she would find a variety of sweets, but also a colorful bracelet too that seemed to match the one she was currently wearing on her wrist. (hehehe :>)

IT WAS FUNNY, REALLY. How they kept on missing one another, throughout this day OF ALL DAYS.

Perhaps, it was due to the fact that the BOTH OF THEM were seeking out the other. And so, were on the CONSTANT MOVE in doing so. Something that would of course cause them to keep missing each other, seeing as neither would simply stay in one place for too long.

And eventually, as the day went on, even their friends would point this out. For as she would pass by Miriam and the others for perhaps the 5th or 6th time, they too couldn’t help but bring up the absurdity of it all… That Meilin had gone off once again, just before she herself showed up.

And while it might have been easier for Itsuki to simply pass her gift onto one of them. She was determined. Very much intent from the very beginning to personally give each gift to their respective recipients. ESPECIALLY this friend! And if the Mei sis herself was still out there looking for her-- no way no how was she gonna give up now and just have someone else give her gift for her!

And so, Itsuki had nearly YELLED if not LEAPED UP WITH JOY— when they FINALLY did cross paths that late afternoon. Having NEARLY missed each other YET AGAIN, as Itsuki was just about to take a turn at a street corner. Thankfully, however, the sis had been quick enough to call out to her. Already running right over, even before Itsuki had begun to turn around to face her.

“Ah should be the one sayin'’ dat, sis! Uhf been look all o’er fer ya!” Laughing then, Itsuki would reach a single hand out to steady her. Waiting for her friend to catch her breath first, before they began their little gift exchange. “Oh, thank you, sis! An’ ah hope ya like yers, too!” Her own eyes were bright and excited, as she gratefully took the box from the other. Her gift for the sis also consisted of homemade treats, something she hope that the other would be able to enjoy later on.

Itsuki would already cheekily pop one sweet into her mouth, mere seconds after opening her box. Still very much in the midst of admiring the thoughtfully put together box of sweets-- before noticing a COLOURFUL BRACELET amidst them. Dumbly staring at it for a good long while... before lifting her gaze up to the one that Meilin herself was wearing.

Trapped between feeling speechless and just wanted to squeal outloud, the sis had somehow figured out what her favourite colours were and made the bracelet out of them! Realising now that she too had a bracelet that would match with her and the other girls, Itsuki would finally let out a tiny, silly little squeak-- as she moved forward to hug the other.

"Oh thank ya, sis! Ah love it, ah love it so much!!!"

@trvehearted ❤️

#(I WROTE... SO DAMN MUCH ONLY FOR TUMBLR TO DELETE EVERYTHING I WROTE AND-- I COULDNT EVEN UNDO IT???)#(AND TWICE-- IT DELETED MY LONG ASS ANSWER TWICE IM AWUEHAUWHE)#(I'm going back to legacy after this-- forget beta man)#(BUT ANYWAY)#(ALIIIIICE... ngl I've been losing it over these two's budding friendship like???)#(THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN IM SO AAAAAA 😭❤️💕)#trvehearted #❄️ TRVEHEARTED ;; MUSE: MEILIN MEI LEE ❄️#❄️ asks ❄️#❄️ queue ❄️#❄️MUN'S ART ❄️

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measlyfurball13 · 1 year

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hi hello i just gotta say your tags bring me so much life. it’s a joy every time to see them thank YOU

You're so welcome!!!

Your AU is my new favorite thing in this fandom. Your brainrot about Metal Sonic aligns perfectly with my brainrot about him too. I'm like a moth to the flame. Please keep making posts about it!!

(Would it surprise you to know that I am ALSO in the midst of writing a redemption AU fic for Metal Sonic?? Your takes on his characterization are seriously inspiring my own. The timing is perfect.)

#Actually. . . would you be willing to beta my fic for me?#you absolutely do not have to if you don't want to #I just think that you would Understand My Vision for this fic better than anyone #the fic's not done yet but I've got a substantial amount written #anyways- thank you so much for sending this ask!!#hope you have a good day #sonic #blessed post

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