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fitzs-space · 11 months

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I want to talk about all the details I put into the Ties comic cause I worked on that thing for like a week and my brain likes to think about many things

Anyway, pspspsps I'm info dumping about my own designs gather round.

Notes for the character designs themselves

-The colours show if they are Red/Yellow/Green are different per character. Tango with bright colours, Skizz's are cool and dark, Impulses are more yellow, and Ethos are more desaturated. -Not all characters in the Life Games will get colour indicators in their eyes, the fact 3/4 of the designs here have it is unimportant shut -Impulse has a heart knot in his tie!! Look at it!! -Impulse cannot tie a tie. Tango does it for him. -Tango having his tie undone is his own choice -The choice of them having/not having pupils is intentional. -Etho only has the one on one side, maybe its cause the red eyes a little fucky in the vision, who knows though -Impulse has i's in the eyes -Skizz just straight up doesn't have em, but I normally don't draw pupils with that iris shape anyway. something something normally only draw that iris style with certain magical characters -I just stopped drawing with Tango with iris' at some point, idk -Skizz is designed as a fallen angel. that's why the halo's are all separated/broken, and why you can see darker feathers growing -maybe Impulse used to help him dye them white cause of some insecurity, maybe not -the lower his lives go, the less dark feathers are seen in his wings. like a cruel joke the watchers get a kick out of

-mullet Skizz MULLET SKIZZ!!!!!

-Etho is a sentimental mf /pos. they will keep and make a lot of patches for memory's and stuff. notable patches are, The NHO patch, a creeper cause of general Spazz, Canada flag cause Canadian /j, I normally add rainbow ones for the button saga of s7 but forgot to this time. -the rings are from all their divorces /J -the colours on the rings correlate to their owners (Bdubs, Cleo, Joel) lives. ie will be red if one of them is red kinda thing.

think that's the most of the design thoughts, now the Details in the comic itself,,,

-Skizz is the kinda mf who would fiddle//stim with random things in his hands. Many times its other peoples hands -dude will just hold peoples hands randomly when talking to them, team Ties just got used to it -That's why Etho took so long to notice the bracelet!

-their ass isn't phased by this kinda stuff anymore /hj -Skizz just enjoys contact man let me be -Throughout most of the comic Skizz has some sort of contact with Etho

-Tango and impulse also end up giving Etho bracelets as well -All the bracelets Etho gets share their colour indicator + the colour form the person who made it!

-you can see the colours slowly shift when Skizz ties on the bracelet, something something the magic of the world does some shit sometimes man.

-Skizz taught Impulse how to make the bracelets, so they have similar styles, Skizz's is more of a simple braid style though. -Tango went for something that took longer to do. it is a little scuffed /pos

-Ethos been getting their ass handed to them the episode before this, had to rightfully reflect that. you know? /j -the Slashes across their chest where form when Gem/Cleo killed them twice in that one episode. -The bite was originally supposed to be cause of Scars dogs. But someone in a reply made a joke about it, and frankly I think it'd be funnier if it was cause of Joel or some shit like they said.

-Had the axe as more of a battle-axe style. It was something Impulse made for Skizz (I forget who actually made it//Didn't want to go back to check) -I like showing characters having specific styles/ways they make armor and tools. -It's fun to show characters with tools and armor that can be distinctly seen as being made by another player

-That being an axe Impulse made adds more weight to the narrative of this moment and I want people to cry -something something for Etho its a moment of taking a weapon that Impulse made to protect Skizz, and using that as the tool that finally kills him -For Skizz this is a moment of his trust and care for his teammates. Being surrounded by people that he cares about and tokens that show their love for each other.

-Suffer, I could have been angstyier, and I will be actualy.

-Skizz is the one putting the axe to his own neck in this moment. Etho is putting as little force into it as they can. -Red king parallels who- -Etho also gets cut by the axe, something about sacrifice and how no life/time can truly be free in these life games -The blood wasn't actually intended to be golden ichor, I was just lazy and didn't want to draw red blood// wanted to have the cool lighting effect -Etho has the same colour in their blood too so, take it as you will

-I've had this comic planed since EPICODE ONE. had full intentions for it to go angsty in the end, and dam if the narrative didn't play right into my grubby little hands.

-I also just love how well I could parallel the moments in this comic. the comparison of the pages where both their faces are visible? the Joy in ethos face turning to complete anguish? the fact Skizz never stopped smiling? the way both moments start with an outstretched hand, and end with Skizz still holding onto Etho in a moment of trust? beautiful

-all the pages in the second part of the comic were framed specifically so I could avoid drawing Skizz ass.

#word dump #headcanon dump #limited life #fitzs' comics #legally #ethoslab #skizzleman #tangotek #impulsesv #I came back around with a steal chair frfr #tw blood #just in case #I carry so many thoughts about my works man. I just never talk about half of them #fitzs art #the never shown Fitzs ties references /hj

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thesongoffadingaway · 2 months

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I am grateful. Really.

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rippedfleshh · 1 month

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word dump focusing on toby rogers (ticcitoby)

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he’s checked out of reality 90% of the time. he sometimes forgets that every chuck of flesh passing him by is an actual human. looking into his mind you’d find what resembles a static screen. unoccupied but filled with noise.

toby is jim beam and lucky strikes coded.

most of his days and nights consists of bonfires, doing reckless shit (he has no regard for the safety of himself or others), and committing horrid acts so hellish most news anchors can’t stomach to recite them.

he doesn’t really feel remorseful for what he’s done, but also doesn’t really have the consciousness to do so. like stated before, his mind replicates static in the way of being physically but not mentally there.

toby genuinely hates the being taunting his mind. it pisses him off that after diminishing one controlling force, another one came into play. this irritability sort of plays a part when he’s out doing his nightly vices.

the adrenaline and anger exerted through the grim acts silently given to him by this being have also sort of clouded all sense of logic, not leaving much room for comprehension of what he’s done.

irritability and aggression isn’t new to him though. toby has always been an angry boy. fire consumed his soul and has engulfed his every action since a young age. when exactly the fire consumed his entire being, turning him into this burning corpse, is a mystery.

but it might’ve been the day he got rid of his first issue, only to receive a more permanent and mind fucking one.

note - these ideas are more aimed towards toby being around 19. also, this is based off of my own interpretation of him. so don’t take it too serious if you disagree w some things stated

#toby rogers #ticci toby #creepypasta #creepy cute #he’s despicable but i also love him #slenderverse #word dump #lockspastatalk

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seishiroh · 11 months

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— in my dreams, you love me back.

— just a drabble. angst. unrequited feelings. friends to not so lovers.

you used to want this.

for over a year, you wasted so much time trying so hard to move on from sae itoshi.

that's probably why you feel silly now. somehow, right now, you wish you felt the same way you did before. just for him. your only exception.

instead, you stand in front of him and you're comfortable enough again to be playing with his fingers.

you think you might've truly been so stupid to want more at one point—to think that the way he hugged you and placed his hand on top of your head so often meant anything more.

but sae itoshi, for the past few years, has been your best friend and only that.

as he will only be for the next few years.

when you hurt inside like this, it makes you wonder if you've truly moved on. silly crush turned love unrequited. but you've stopped hanging onto him, all wide-eyed and willing, it must mean you've moved on—or getting there.

it's hard to know for sure. especially when he still feels as safe, as comforting as when you still loved him with everything you've got.

and you were so obvious.

but now, it seems everything has died down.

that's why you're about to tell him this.

"sae," you speak his name so softly. always laced with underlying affection, something that might just never change.

he hums, blinking at you.

everything about you looks—feels serene to sae right now. your voice, your smile, the expression on your face.

"i used to love you," you admit, sounding so brave, so proud.

sae has always known. you acted so tough and unfeeling so often but you're so soft and keep your heart on your sleeve, especially when it's with him.

"what's the point of telling me this?" he frowns, eyebrows furrowed together.

"well, i'm doing this for me, sae," you laugh a little. "not for you."

a heavy sigh leaves you, sae watches it. watches you. and he can't help but be hyperaware of the way you're still playing with his fingers.

"i know it's all in the past and i know you knew," you continue, "and i know i said i just wanted to be friends despite it all, but somewhere along the way i started hoping you might feel the same way."

the corners of your mouth twitch, your eyes turning glassy, you're about to cry but you're stubborn enough not to let the tears fall.

"but you never did, sae," you utter under your breath. he can't tell if you realize you're gripping on his hand tighter, but he doesn't say a word. "and it hurt, the whole time."

you inhale, smile trembling, breathe out shakily. a single tear betrays you and it's only reflex, he thinks, but sae is quick to catch it. quick to wipe it away.

"i think in another universe i'd still want you to want me, sae," you tell him candidly. "but i think i'm finally glad we can just be friends."

"i just wanted you to know," you smile at him, so prettily.

sae nods, and you think it's because he just understands. for the most part, he does.

it's too bad, really.

sae nods, because he thinks, yeah. in another universe, he'd love for you to want him want you too.

in fact, in this universe, he'd love to let you know he wants you now.

but you that's not what you need anymore.

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #sae x reader #blue lock angst #word dump #i was feeling angsty #:3 #:: threads of fate

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red-write-hand · 6 months

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there is something to being tommy's girlfriend/wife. Like all the opportunities to get called "good girl" "princess" "pretty wife" "pretty whore" things like that. there is something to letting him buy you pretty dresses and feminine things so he can show you off, BUT. BUT. HEAR ME OUT

There is something to being Tommy's secret boyfriend. Like he is in a fake relationship with Lizzie so she can get more contacts and he had a cover for being straight. Imagine the nights spent of just hearing him call you "good boy" "prince" "pretty boy" "pretty whore" (whore is gender neutral y'all) Its just so 😫😫😫. Like sir. Please pull my tie off and tie my hands up with it while I'm on my knees waiting patiently for you so I can make you feel good because I am very good to my scary boyfriend <3

#tommy shelby smut #thomas shelby smut #m/m #gay #thomas shelby #peaky blinder imagine #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x reader #bi!tommy #bisexual tommy supremacy #bisexual thomas shelby #word dump #welcome back to cal has some ~thoughts~

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moss8e · 5 months

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I am hyperfixacting on flower husbands (dont mind the misspells) Starting off with 3rd life, they try to have that domestic life in a death game, and at first it works fine, even when Jimmy hits red, but when the war happened, I think both of them knew that Jimmy would die that, but even then, they still had hope. But he did die, the canary curse is born, and Scott goes on a grief ridden rampage basically and ends up dying as well, where they are reunited in what seems to be Scott's afterlife. In empires, they don't exactly start on the best foot basically, but they grow to love each other, even between the issues with Xornoth, Joey, Sausage, Fwip, all of that, then, Jimmy goes to Fwip to try to get his cod head back, and well it doesn't go well, and Xornoth is free again, and to make sure he doesn't do any more damage, Scott takes his life to stop him because if one dies so does the other, and we are brought back to Scott's afterlife once more, where he and Jimmy are together, where nothing bad happened and it's okay. Last life there wasn't much there other than Scott giving Jimmy a poppy and the two when boogey's they didn't kill each other. same with Double life, while they weren't soulbound, they both had ranches. Limited life though, there is a bit more, Scott saying I love you to Jimmy and Jimmy never responding, I think that is because he remembers what happened in 3rd life and he doesn't want to give Scott something to latch onto, something that will be the first out and ruin his chances of life. And even while Jimmy hunted Scott down, he still offered his time to him. Empires two, I am a full supporter of the centuries au where Jimmy is from the original empires and such, so he is just watching this man who looks and sort of acts like the one he used to love from distance, knowing that he can't fall in love with him again because it'll just hurt them both.

In witchcraft, while Jimmy wasn't Milo, a lot of people just pretend he was, and the idea of Scott losing Jimmy again but this time having magic to try to bring him back is just so, and it works, he won the thing and to bring back his lover, Scott gave up his magic, and he was perfectly okay with that if it meant having Jimmy back. They are doomed from the start because Scott is a survivor and Jimmy is the canary, a match that would never end well but in some way or another they love each other, even from a distance.

Also the only time that they are truly happy together is in the afterlife

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lord-of-de-wild · 6 months

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Ranking the series cuz everyone else is doing it

1, Percy Jackson and the Olympians

2, Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

3, The Kane Chronicles

4, Trials of Apollo

5, Heroes of Olympus

PJO is the og with the og trio. Also Percy crashes his funeral and Kronos gets stunned attacked by a hairbrush. And Percy stabs Ares just to later ask him "how is your ankle healing up?" KING.

The characters in MCGA were amazing and I love them all. Hearth's backstory </33. Fashionista dwarf. A genderfluid living every genderfluid's dream (is a shapeshifter). Also, a healer mc.

Kane Chronicles is underrated af. The romance was alr. The characters were cool. The gods were cool. The concept was amazing. Honestly it's an amazing series. Also, there's a small clay dude and a baboon.

Apollo was such a disaster bisexual it was insane. What the hell Apollo, stop staring at Caligula's legs and get to work. Also Apollo just simping over everyone?? Paulo? Check. His enemies? Check. His exes? Check. Piper's dad?? Check. Also the Arrow of Dodona was the character ever. And Apollo sung Sweet Caroline whilst he thought he was dying. And Percy came to swing by only to get caught up in the final battle. Plus: "*gasp* She's a communist!" So chaotic. Also, Solangelo <333

I didn't really like Heroes of Olympus. I loved House of Hades soley cuz of dark arc Percy. Jason's pov was boring. I hated Piper so much. This wasn't my series. However, points for Percy only remember Annabeth and his beef with Ares.

#word dump #the kanes my underrated faves </3 #percy jackson #trials of apollo #kane chronicles #magnus chase #heroes of olympus

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wrtwrt · 5 months

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can’t put into words how much ashton greymore my precious little fucked up punk rock is to me. except i have chronic pain and everything hurts and i’m transmasc and i talk a big talk about depending on other people and talking through your problems but i don’t really walk that walk and i want my parents but not actually i just want what my parents are supposed to be and if u ppl aren’t nice to him i’m going to CRY he’s fucked up he’s broken he’s traumatized let him act like he’s fucked up and broken and traumatized

#ashton greymoore #word dump #idk he’s me i am him #he’s my naruto and he IS proud of me for brushing my teeth

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robbie-roo · 7 months

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hi would you like to perhaps trade modern animal facts for dinosaur facts.........

WOULD I????

Did you know cats have whiskers on their feet it's right up near their topmost toe it helps them figure out where to pounce when hunting

Shrews are cool as FUCK so because they are so small they need to have a very high metabolism- small body = loses heat faster some of them are as small as almonds!!! they are incredibly powerful hunters and can hold a territory that can be up to over 600 yards!!!! they have to eat a LOT to keep up with their high metabolism so when they hunt they will kill something and leave it there if they manage to catch something else before they finish eating and only once they no longer have any prey to catch will they eat their stockpile, the bodies of their kills are usually stacked up together. Shrews also have super fast heart and breath rates they lose heat super fast and their heart can be up to 800 bpm and their breath up to 500/minute Shrews live in high altitude and climates so how are they keeping their body warm? they use the snow as an insulater! they'll burrow under the snow and use it as a way to keep the heat inside their tunnels. when a shrew is pregnant they will eat a lot more a 7lb shrew will eat 8lbs of food for example- and their milk can shift through lactation for nutrition (colostrum and weaning milk for example)

speaking of reproduction- just like bees male mouse opossums will die right after mating- as they reach their sexual maturity they will go into overdrive they won't eat and have a very high stress level males of this species very rarely survive more than a year

you might know that all animals (aside from primates/humans) have an extra layer in the back of their eye called the tapetum lucidum, this is what eye shine is ot helps soak in light when in the dark

speaking of vision teehee

only primates have trichromatic vision most mammals only have dichromatic vision where they lack the cone rods to see green/yellow colors

ok so hearing right? so most animals other than us have pinna which makes it so their ears can move towards sound but mammals also hear different frequencies like I'm sure you've heard about how cats talk to their kittens in a different way than older cats? humans do that too! when we use baby talk for pets or children but some animals speak out of our frequencies entirely for example mice will sing to each other to find mates!

OK more specific animal facts- beavers are SICK ok so their skulls look like this

see that giant open space behind their front teeth? they use that space to suck in their cheeks to create a blockage and make sure they don't get wood chips down their throat when chomping on trees for their dams

bats have little tiny bumps on their wings for wind turbulence

some fish have electroreception which is when you can sense electric currents by other organisms with like open channels on their cells but so can MOLES!!!

baby cheetas are born with extra fur and slightly different markings to look more like Hyena pups so that they are less likely to be attacked by them

speed round- farm edition (because I was an animal educator at a farm for years)

goats are immune to poison ivy and you can still drink their milk after

horses only breathe through their nose they can't breathe from their mouths

domestic sheep HAVE to be sheared every year as they will just continue to grow wool forever and ever until death

llamas are super clean animals a llama herd will designate one specific area for pooping they're also super good guard animals and are used to kill foxes going after chickens sometimes

emus can run 31mph (the one I worked with named Mu was also mean as hell but they can be super sweet)

bunnies sleep with their eyes open as they are prey animals they also will almost always poop as they are eating and must be eating or at least offered food nearly 24/7 or they will die similar to a shrew

goat horns are connected directly to their skulls and they LOVE when you scratch in-between them for them :)

most animals have a baculum (penis bone) except us and herbivores [that was an adult group fact not a children group fact]

I'll leave it there for now but I always have more >:)

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chromatic-fate · 6 months

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Just think about Dadsley adopting Diona

Like, Draff decides to take Diona and explore Fontaine, only to get absolutely butt-fuck wasted and ends up getting separated from Diona.

Then some creep starts trying to assault her, and she ends up killing him in self defense or seriously hurting him, and due to the BS legal system in Fontaine, she ends up getting sent to the Fortress of Meropide.

And as soon as Wriothesley hears about this, he's like "WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A LITERAL CHILD IN MY FORTRESS YOU ARE NOT WORKING IN THE PRODUCTION ZONE YOU COULD SERIOUSLY HURT OR EVEN DIE" and he decides to just make her his little assistant (mostly to make sure she's okay.) And Diona is trying not to have a mental break down because SHE'S IN LITERAL PRISON AND 12 YEARS OLD WHAT THE FUCK????

Diona is weary at first, thinking he's gonna be another booze hound, only to walk into his office and smell his absurd collection of tea and is like "I'm not complaining, but how are you not an alcoholic from running this place?" and Wriotehsley would answer with something like "pure fucking spite" or something like that.

And then Sigewinne being an older sister to her and teaching her new ways to make nasty drinks without actually poisoning anyone (not that they actually work lol.)

And then Diona makes Wriothesley some tea, never actually making a cup before and deciding to try out Sigewinne's advice on him, and it ends up being the best cup of tea he's ever had (cause of her little oceanid blessing) and complementing her on it, and after her telling him about her past and desire to destroy the wine industry and why, starts plotting Draff's murder because how could someone neglect their child like that???

And then Sigewinne and Neuvillette is trying to convince him not to kill Draff, because it'd do more harm than good, but he'd still be stupidly pissed about Diona being neglected, so he decides to be a good father figure for Diona while she's down in the Fortress.

So yeah.

Let me know if y'all want a fanfic of this, cause I love this idea.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin diona #fontaine #genshin drabble #writing drabble #word dump #wriothesley #genshin wriothesley #sigewinne #genshin sigewinne

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owlmoonboi · 1 month

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The night sky is black

Stars are little specks that hide

I cry in my bed

Nightmares take control of me

I long to be free

When will the spell be broken

I will always long daylight

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ccchloister · 9 months

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It's so strange how the problems that come with existing online have forced me to find words to explain concepts that I assumed were mostly universal. I thought knowledge, talent, expertise, hard work and persistence were skills that were valuable and should be encouraged in everyone. A.I. has taught me otherwise.

A.I. might as well stand for Anti-Intellectualism, because that's the spirit behind the excitement. It literally takes the skill and labor out of skilled labor. Learning is being treated like an inconvenience, a problem to be eliminated in the name of efficiency. Entire disciplines are being treated as grand sacrifices in the name of mass production and instant gratification.

Why does art need to be efficient? It's not food. It's not medicine. It's not shelter. How fast are people shoveling content into their gob that between social media, streaming, and physical media, it's still not enough? Technology has already pushed creators to pumping out content at an unhealthy and unnatural rate just to try to appease social media algorithms. Now that same output is being used to train new algorithms to pump it out even faster while cutting creators out entirely. It’s sick and cruel. And instead of this exploitation being treated like an injustice that needs to be corrected, I'm told "It's inevitable. Adapt or die. Don't put your work online if you don't want it taken", delivered either with condescending pity, callous apathy, or malicious glee.

If A.I. fans aren't taking the "hardened pragmatic realist" approach, then they are shallowly aping socialist ideas, blaming capitalism for exploitation, not the tech. A very "guns don't kill people, people kill people" take. Just because exploitation of creatives is not a new concept doesn't mean A.I. isn't responsible for making it INFINITELY WORSE. They’ve also decided that people shouldn't be pursuing art and knowledge for the sake of profit and that the skilled creators trying to protect their labor are greedy, elitist gatekeepers trying to keep art from "the common man" (because creatives aren't the common man, apparently). It's that same resentment and distrust of experts that's typical of anti-intellectualism, except creative fields are in this weird place where they aren't even respected the way STEM is, so there's an extra layer of belittling and disrespect to the othering. Consumers feel entitled to art, but they don't understand how it's made, and they definitely don't respect it as a discipline.

The glut of creative content available for "the common man" to consume has never been greater or more accessible, but it's still not enough. It's not enough to just consume art. They want ownership. They want the sense of accomplishment that comes from making something, without having actually *made* it. And despite their finger-wagging at creatives wanting to protect their careers, they also want to make some money. Etsy is flooded with A.I. prints, kindle is filled with A.I. books, spotify is loaded with A.I. songs. There’s even A.I. kickstarters. Along with replacing writers and animators, CEOs want to replace actors, voice actors, and models with simulacrums they can make do whatever they want, forever, and A.I. fans are hoping they'll be the ones hired to facilitate that process. Even without actively profiting, A.I. still devalues the work of skilled laborers. Why commission a skilled artist when for 15 dollars you can buy a machine that will give you infinite works of the same or better quality, instantly? Do you have faith in consumers to prioritize ethics over convenience? Do you think it's right and fair and good to make compensating skilled creators an act of charity rather than a necessity?

A.I. users overestimate their contribution to the final product, thinking their idea is so unique and their vision so strong, that of course they should claim ownership… conveniently ignoring all the infinite little decisions A.I. made for them based off the knowledge and fine motor skills of millions of artists. It's like they think fully realized Good Ideas are a natural resource waiting to be excavated, and traditional creators had the unfair advantage of pickaxes, physical strength and a knowledge of geology to find the rich veins. Now A.I. is providing scanners and and powerful machinery so "the common man" doesn't need strength or knowledge to quickly mine those same veins first.

But that's not what art is, and that's not how creation works. Art is communication. Imagination is fostered through life experience, observation and processing information with your human brain. It's something every living person could do, because every person is unique with unique life experiences. Creation is practice, study, experimentation, problem solving, and adapting to limitations. There is nothing stopping anyone from doing these things. Natural ability has been grossly overvalued: most people with "talent" were not making hyper-realistic paintings at 13 like Picasso. What happens is a child shows a slight aptitude, the adults in their life notice and give them positive reinforcement, and then they are motivated and encouraged to pursue that interest. So instead of treating the naturally talented as having an unfair advantage, why not blame the adults in your life for not encouraging your interests at a young age. Or if you want to be brutally honest, blame yourself for not pursuing your interests despite a lack of external validation. You have agency.

I try to imagine, what is an A.I. fan's idea of a perfect future? One where no one has any advantages that another person doesn't, where "everyone's special so no ones special"? Where all labor is automated and no one has to do anything they don't want to and everyone spends their infinite free time bettering themselves for it's own sake rather than for money? Every time they mention the evils of capitalism and how we need universal basic income and other ideas of a post-work society it makes me want to pull my hair out. We don't *have* those things. We aren't even close to those things. So it is functionally useless to factor that into your argument. Who is Tech to use A.I.'s elimination of thousands of jobs in non-Tech industries as a bargaining chip to try and incentivize the government to create safety nets for those displaced? Since when has your government prioritized it's citizens over corporations? Have proponents always been this naive, or only when trying to assuage concerns over the consequences of their new toy?

Even if we did achieve that techie utopia, what makes them think most people will use their free time productively, exercising their brain for it's own sake? Because speaking for myself, I can have every good intention of using my time to create and learn, but those things frequently lose out to short term, dopamine-driven feedback loops like social media and video games. Without any external incentives, I guarantee far less people will pursue learning for its own sake if the knowledge-based roles that keep society functioning are filled by machines. Think of how we've had to reintroduce exercise into are lives just for exercise's sake. Hows that going? Again, speaking for myself as an overweight person: Not Great. I might intellectually know physical fitness is important, but the difficulty and unenjoyable nature of exercise and the benefits not being immediate and obvious means it frequently loses out to activities I do enjoy. I know not everyone is like me, but many, many people are. Now replace physical fitness with cognitive abilities. Abilities that require work, who's benefits are totally abstract, and would be wholly unnecessary for living in an A.I dependent society. If that doesn't give you chills up your spine, then you must stand to benefit from a culture of stupidity that's hopelessly dependent on tech. And I hate you.

No ones going to read all this.

#AI #Tech #Art #Artists #creation #anti intellectualism #knowledge #labor #exploitation #Long #word dump #future

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kachawo · 1 year

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Wei Ying laid there, on the cold stone slab of his cave as Wen Qing walked around with medicine and needles in her hands.

His hand cradled the wound on his abdomen, breaths sharp and critically severe, he thinks he heard the woman shout something at him.

Everything feels numb, not even the pain of Sandu's blade slicing through him stayed forever.

Wei Ying's just.... there, half-dying maybe, but alive and empty.

So empty.

Just then, a thought passes his mind that makes him feel viscerally insane.

"Hey, Wen Qing." He croaks through blood soaked teeth.

The doctor pauses in her steps, head turning to the wounded man.

"Do you think if he hit further down," His mouth curls upward, it's far from a happy smile.

"Jiang Cheng would have seen what wasn't there?"

#mdzs #mdzs au #wwx #wei wuxian #wen qing #burial mounds #word dump #this was inspired by a comic i saw on twitter #unfortunately i don't remember the name of the creator

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wordswmelss · 24 days

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questions

how is it that you took every piece of me?

you took every piece of me and you cant see that?

why is that not enough?

why did you make me fall for you, if you didn’t know what you wanted?

how come you’re still making me feel like there’s a possibility?

you don’t know what you want, but you don’t want to lose me?

how is that fair?

how can i deal with that?

can i still tell you i love you?

can i still call you baby?

how can i be there for you when i selfishly want you to be there for me?

all these questions and i still love you.

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rj-jinye · 9 months

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“but i’m in so deep.”

fourteen year old jungkook getting attached to these older boys. seventeen, eighteen, sixteen, boys that run like whiskey does on ice. he’s mesmerized by their commitment to ruin and abandon, their willingness to die in flames of their own creation. they give him a wing, torn and missing feathers, or a something like a tin roof that doesn’t keep out rain. there’s a hearth made of gasoline and cigarettes. the walls are painted electric blue lightning that pierces its way straight through jungkook’s aorta, right into his bloodstream, rushing at his heart so quickly he doesn’t even notice it until it’s already inside. until he’s stained blue, blue, blue, like hoseok’s tongue and taehyung’s lips after he dives. blue, blue, blue covers him like a methanol fire like a flame he doesn’t see until he’s singed. until there are cigarette burns above his belt, yoongi’s fingerprints pressed into his skin. they’re filled with fire and ice and gauze taped to knuckles and lukewarm beer and a hundred different patterns so superimposed upon each other they clash and radiate. so explosive that they can’t get too close. so magnetic that he can’t stay away. he watches them with something akin to longing and love and lust for the rawness of their eyes. there’s something voltaic about their pain and it makes him swell. he needs to die or he needs to have them and having them will make him die, he’s sure of it, they’ll kill him with their supernova.

he thinks he’s addicted.

when they self-implode and when they disappear like they were foreseen by the fates to do, he can’t watch. he begs, i can’t watch you do this to yourself, i can’t watch you leave, and they tell him to look away. he’s not sure when he got into this role of savior, of victim, of beggar, of abandoned. he’s so mad, so furious with them, angry at the drug he can’t live without. there he’ll die, not from their creation but from their absence. because he’s the best of them, he’s too good and too bright and there are stars in his eyes instead of coal and he can’t follow them into oblivion because he is simply better than this path. better than cowardice. better than hatred.

but if they leave he has nothing. what they do not know is that his cells have regenerated as remnants of them, that if they tore open his limbs and exposed all the dirty innards they would find themselves lingering, and if they took out his spinal cord up to his brain, they would find his nerves warped and haywire, all his senses leading to them. a singular point, a focus, a purpose. a life force made up of people who are not alive. but what they don’t know won’t hurt them. and jungkook was only fourteen but now he is an addict and he always will be. if their fire makes him human then he was born to be consumed by the flames, and if they are the ghosts, fleeing towards the seas and away from home, then jungkook will follow them to the ends of the earth.

linger by the cranberries

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mysticmellowlove · 1 year

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i fucking hate maths omg, you think you've escaped it but it never truly leaves. i feel like a squirrel banging two nuts together and hoping for the best. anyway...

warnings; edited at all, isolation, might polish this up a little bit later with an actual storyline, yandere, gaslighting, self-sabotage?

he follows you everywhere you go, just a few steps behind. his doe eyes always looking at you, scanning and catching on all of the curves in your body. it was as if you in your natural state was like ambrosia for the man.

it wasn't as if he was a complete stranger though, you had known him since you were young. you used to play together, monarch and guard was his favourite game to play. you used to command your kingdom of the playground as he stood dutifully at your side and glared at any of the other kids that tried to join in.

when you went to primary school it got worse. you didn't have many friends. your days were spent in the sandpit, making a world where everyone in it loved you, everyone was your friend....

in high school, you found out why no one wanted to hang around you. it was him, constantly glaring and muttering curses. he'd drive away anyone who tried to get close. no one-week boyfriends or girl who wanted to go to the drive-in theatre with you. it was lonely, watching everyone make a 'high school sweetheart'

he was always there though, especially when you would sit at your desk for hours and grilled him about why he was being so intent. why he was isolating the two of you from everyone else. he would just shrug.

now in university, you knew that it wasn't him keeping everyone away from the two of you. it was him keeping you all to himself. all the times he would save a seat for you on the bus or volunteer to be your partner in class. it was so no one else would get the chance to be within two feet of you.

still, even after you confronted him about it, he was still there. two steps behind, glaring at anyone who even smiled in your direction. it was infuriating but there was also a part of yourself that... liked it.

it may have felt as if you were alone but he was always there wasn't he? he had listened to everything you ranted about, took you out to the park, played games with you and cried over homework with you. he even slept over at your house a couple of times a month!

so maybe it wasn't all that bad after all.

#yandere male x reader #yandere male #word dump #drabble

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