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witchofimber · 4 months
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Angry and dirty
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witchofimber · 4 months
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A quick, sloppy little comic about Magritte
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witchofimber · 5 months
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witchofimber · 5 months
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A note to all creatives:
Right now, you have to be a team player. You cannot complain about AI being used to fuck over your industry and then turn around and use it on somebody else’s industry.
No AI book covers. No making funny little videos using deepfakes to make an actor say stuff they never did. No AI translation of your book. No AI audiobooks. No AI generated moodboards or fancasts or any of that shit. No feeding someone else’s unfinished work into Chat GPT “because you just want to know how it ends*” (what the fuck is wrong with you?). No playing around with AI generated 3D assets you can’t ascertain the origin of. None of it. And stop using AI filters on your selfies or ESPECIALLY using AI on somebody else’s photo or artwork.
We are at a crossroad and at a time of historically shitty conditions for working artists across ALL creative fields, and we gotta stick together. And you know what? Not only is standing up for other artists against exploitation and theft the morally correct thing to do, it’s also the professionally smartest thing to do, too. Because the corporations will fuck you over too, and then they do it’s your peers that will hold you up. And we have a long memory.
Don’t make the mistake of thinking “your peers” are only the people in your own industry. Writers can’t succeed without artists, editors, translators, etc making their books a reality. Illustrators depend on writers and editors for work. Video creators co-exist with voice actors and animators and people who do 3D rendering etc. If you piss off everyone else but the ones who do the exact same job you do, congratulations! You’ve just sunk your career.
Always remember: the artists who succeed in this career path, the ones who get hired or are sought after for commissions or collaboration, they aren’t the super talented “fuck you I got mine” types. They’re the one who show up to do the work and are easy to get along with.
And they especially are not scabs.
*that’s not even how it ends that’s a statistically likely and creatively boring way for it to end. Why would you even want to read that.
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witchofimber · 5 months
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I still think we should celebrate Kissinger's death even if he didn't face justice and lived a confortable life, just so that everybody knows what a piece of shit he was, just so that when some Great Stateman like I don't fucking know Biden tries to eulogize him he is flooded with insults and mockery y quede bien para el culo, so that nobody can even PRETEND he had any worth, millions should celebrate he's fucking dead and this is how he will be remembered, as an imperialist criminal hated all over the world with no redeeming qualities, none should be able to even pretend he was some some great man except for the magnitude of his crimes
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witchofimber · 5 months
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Siblings
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witchofimber · 5 months
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witchofimber · 5 months
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the ninth doctor always goes crazy to me because he wasn't an ambivalent god. he was the benevolent, scarred, and cynical god who cared because he couldn't not. when no one else did. because if he didn't do something, no one else would. he was the one with the power, the responsibility, and it hurt him constantly. every life he watched burn out was a tragedy -- a loss. he kissed a servant girl on the head who no one would remember. he closed the eyes of a dead man. he mourned a pig the military shot. he cared them all, no matter how insignifigant and fleeting their lives could have seemed to his. he was a little mean and a little rude and a lot angry (at everyone at everything) but he also had so much joy. he loved knowing he'd lose. and when he regenerated, he simply looked to rose with that big grin on his face and told her she was fantastic -- and so was he.
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witchofimber · 5 months
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i haaaate when iris by the goo goo dolls comes in when i’m in a store how am i supposed to act normal when you can’t fight the tears that ain’t comin or the moment of truth in your lies when everything feels like the movies yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
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witchofimber · 5 months
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people born in 2000 should be like 12-14 now. but they’re not. that’s how fucked up our world is now
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witchofimber · 5 months
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witchofimber · 5 months
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LGBT more like. Let’s Go To Bed. Let’s go bed to. Let’s. It’s bedtime.
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witchofimber · 5 months
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A moodboard for Uprooted by Naomi Novik.
Pictures not mine.
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witchofimber · 5 months
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witchofimber · 5 months
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Hold on. Hold on. Noticing a pattern.
Jod said when they were shutting down the cryo project, the bodies that didn't rot were the ones that he personally said goodbye to, the ones he loved.
Jod cannot die, has not been able to die in ten thousand years. Alecto assures him, "I still love y—" .
The cavaliers of Lyctors, as evidenced by Naberius and Gideon, their bodies don't rot.
Tamsyn Muir assured us, regarding Alecto, we have not begun to see the horrors of love.
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witchofimber · 5 months
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witchofimber · 5 months
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Sirius- Am I being annoying?
Remus- Are you aware that my heart is trying to crawl out of my chest to get to you?
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