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[no-dip]

day four: pip x stan

[spicyvampire]

Tinn being horny on main

LAWS OF ATTRACTION (2023) EP. 5

[thenightisland]

i think there should be a secret knock or password speakeasy-style to convey to healthcare people "i am one of you i am not some rando with webmd who thinks antibiotics will treat the flu if i am requesting antibiotics i have already tried all the other measures and have read the clinical practice standards for the condition in question to determine if antibiotics are indicated" anyway a pox upon the temp doctor i dealt with last week who immediately gave me a condescending "it's viralllllll" as i'm reciting all the clinical indicators that it is not in fact viral and all the blessings on my pcp who's known me for twenty years and was like amoxicillin be upon ye!

[chewbokachoi]

I'm not saying it's a cursed pattern, but every time I start a 10-stitch knit blanket or make one with the intention of giving it to another person, everything goes to hell real fucking quick with that person.

"Surely this can't happen if I make one for me and my boyfriend."

But this is like the 4th time it's happened

[pixelnrd]

With their children now at school, and their lives back on track, Heather began turning the food stall into her main focus. Now was the time to really give her own ventures the attention they deserved, and she enjoyed tending the stall and talking to her regular customers every week.

The stall had become such a mainstay that it had gained attention outside of Copperdale. To the extent that one day, a new customer approached Heather with a very lucrative offer.

‘I’m in television production, and we’re looking for a new talent for a cooking show. Here’s my card… give me a call, we can chat.’

Heather jumped at the chance and gave the customer a call as soon as possible. Next thing she knew, two producers from a major television network were standing on her doorstep, eager to meet her and discuss their proposition.

'There's a huge buzz around cooking right now, and making it modern and cool - getting it out of the domain of the housewife. We're looking for cooking talents to host a program aimed at making food look interesting and fun, and we think you'd be perfect. You've got a reputation for good food, a resume as a chef, and a cookbook behind you - all as a non-married female. We think you'd be the right modern personality to host such a show. so - what do you think?'

Heather could hardly believe what she was hearing. A tv show! Making her own food! No more working in the kitchen at someone else's restaurant! It was amazing, too good to be true.

When the producers left with Heather's acceptance, she threw herself into Jenny's arms. It was everything they could've wanted after so many years of work.

Next thing she knew, Heather was made up and prepped in front of cameras in a big studio, getting ready to cook for the world. The path to celebrity chef status was laid out before her.

[maggotinadollhouse]

MAGGOT VENT INBOUND. FLEE THE AREA IF YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ME HAVING MY LITTLE JUSTIFIED TANTRUM. I'LL GET BACK TO MAKING MY REGULAR CONTENT SOON, JUST LET ME GET THIS OUT OF THE WAY FIRST.

🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛

(LOOK AT THESE LITTLE BUGS IF YOU WANT TO!)

(Also, bear in mind that this is all that I know so far. Keep in mind there might be discrepancies that will be updated upon notice.)

So, recently, as some of you may or may not know, AO3 – among many other sites, but AO3 is the only one I use, so it's the focus for this post – was recently scraped by a lone individual and publicly uploaded onto the AI training site Hugging-Face as an AI dataset.

Thankfully, the dataset has been temporarily taken down, but, once active, any AI given the set will be able to intake and learn off of the vast majority (if not all) of the fics ever uploaded. (The summary of the dataset is in the picture below, to help you understand this a little better.)

After hearing of this, I'd like to say something. And I cannot POSSIBLY stress this enough. Pardon my French (/j) beforehand.

*Ahem.*

FUCK AI. JUST- IN GENERAL. SERIOUSLY.

It absolutely appalls me that it possessed someone to do this, but the consequences are horrifying (in my opinion). Works like my own, which have genuine passion put into them, could be fed to mindless robots with sentiency entirely artificial so as to train them to produce fics of their own that are wholly soulless and show no effort put into them other than the lazy input of a command. Works that have genuine blood, sweat and tears put into their bare bodies could be churned through an unfeeling machine to spew out new, horribly insipid works at the user's lazy will. (And the whole AI issue has been going on for ages. Just check the "Created with Generative AI" tag on AO3. Currently, there are 5,100 or so fics with that tag. Come on, people.)

And that's just referring to the use of AI on singular fics. This data-scrape affects the whole site, as far as I'm aware.

I didn't write my fics for this to happen. I didn't spend weeks developing the courage to sign up for an AO3 account for my content to be potentially stolen and fed to machines. I didn't spend all those hours as an eight-year-old reading fanfictions on Wattpad (prior to my discovery of the Archive), dreaming to be like those writers that I admired, for the content that I'd later produce to be stolen and used as training material for godforsaken generative robots. And I doubt anyone else wanted this, either.

Anyone who uses AI to write fanfiction, or endorses its use in the space of writing – a space that should be filled with human creativity – get off my blog. Get out. Now. This is a safe space for everyone, but it is not a safe space for lowlives like you.

"But- but- but AI makes it so much easier! 🥺" GET OFF YOUR ASS AND LEARN TO WRITE WELL LIKE THE REST OF US HAD TO.

To summarize: my blog – and all of my accounts across the internet – is never going to be safe spaces for AI, and I want none of my content used for its purposes. It scores no damn respect from me, and it never will.

...VENT OVER! OUR REGULAR PROGRAMMING WILL BE RESUMED SOON.

[deiaiko]

#21.1 Order

Endorsi sat in the living room, with Sleepyhead lying on the floor nearby. Today was her turn to stay put, while the others went downtown to get groceries and scout some info regarding the next floor test. It was still two months away though, and honestly she had gotten bored even with all the paparazzis tailing her left and right.

Well, it was until she got her butt kicked by that fucking Khun guy– what was his name again? Agnis? Huh, wasn't that Khun's? Ah, whatever. She'd just call him Mask.

She admitted that she was still very bitter about it. She was a Jahad princess, damn it! And from what she heard, that Khun guy was FUG? Why did her team agree to this alliance again? Khun and Isu must be out of their minds.

Endorsi clicked a little harder on the TV remote to channel her frustration, until she ended up with some kind of fashion show program. It did nothing to distract her from her anger.

Laure suddenly moved to sit, and that took her by surprise. "Whoa!" Endorsi exclaimed, almost leaping off from the sofa.

It looked like Sleepyhead was fully awake. He was staring hard at the window, not minding her in the slightest. His eyebrows knitted together before he asked, "Where's everyone?"

Endorsi found his question very odd. Not only because Laure wasn't the kind to start a conversation, but also because he would just ignore whatever everyone was doing as long as his sleep was uninterrupted. She raised an eyebrow at him. "What's your deal?"

Laure didn't answer, his eyes still fixed to whatever outside the window. Curious, Endorsi followed his gaze, yet she found nothing of interest. Just the same view of regulars going about, since the daylight was about to come to an end.

The doorbell rang and Tracksuit's voice was heard as the door opened. "We're back!"

"...Nevermind," Laure muttered to himself and resumed his sleep.

Really, what was wrong with this guy?

She went to greet them and found Hatz and Crocodile missing from the group. Anaak went straight to take a bath, while the blue-haired brothers were already getting comfortable on the sofa. So it was only her and Shibisu who dug into the groceries and put them in their respective places. Endorsi huffed in annoyance when she couldn't find the limited edition snack she asked them for.

Shibisu raised his hands in surrender, reading the situation well. "Hatz and Rak has your order. We decided to split up because the queue was very long. They should be here soon."

"They better."

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[dailyswatch]

BREAKING: DAILY SWATCH account misses ENTIRETY OF SWATCHVEMBER

sorry guys the thing (project) i working on ate up all of my time... will Attempt to resume regular scheduleing program soon :-)

[lavender-inkwell-99]

Robot HRT: Month 2

Things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl. I can feel them inside my skin, and muscle, and sinew, and fat, and bone, and marrow, and meat. Tirelessly toiling away as their programming dictates. Unmaking and remaking all that I am. It hurts so good.

She looks in the mirror and studies her face. Nigh imperceptible to the human eye, nanoscopic serpents slithers under the skin. One transits across her bloodshot eyeball. Its metallic flitter fading in and out of sight as its orbit passes over her pupil.

At her roots, greasy, blonde keratin fades into a raven, polycarbonate sheen. It feels like razor wire as it inches its way out of my scalp. Stubbles paints her jaw and neck - fully organic, yet when she tries to shave the repugnantly sensitive skin wails out in agons. Each stroke of the razor a million needling daggers through her nerves. So for now she’s given up.

Her gaze turns downward at her nude form. Once abundantly plump, it has all but deflated over the past eight weeks. Some fat still pads her form, but the skin has not retracted with the shrinkage of lipids. It sags and wrinkles like a weighted bed sheet draped over a child for Halloween.

I grab my loose, distended skin around my stomach. Underneath she can feel herself - soft, but far too smooth and formed. A decidedly artificial sensation.

Searing pain arcs through her skull. Her synapses exploding in agony at the lightning storm raging in her head. Splitting headaches are an all too common side effect as the graymatter is slowly reprocessed into silica and circuitry. The existentially agonizing reality of becoming wetware.

And with these changes come certain urges. Not a day goes by where a loss in concentration does not lead to it taking a bite out of a soda can, computer, or any such sufficiently artificial product. The silica, metal, and plastics fueling all these changes. Mouth bleeding its warm, earthy tang as the sharp alloys and polymers shred my mouth.

My only solace through all this is that she will be all gone soon enough, and only it will remain.

Author's Note: Apologies for the long delay between part 1 and part 2. Soon after releasing part 1 and beginning work on part 2 I got a full-time job, moved, and a bunch of other stuff. Hoping to resume at least some semblance of regular posting on this blog

[emeritusemeritus]

I’ve just woken up from the most detailed, godless sex dream about Papa from Stranger Things.

Well, I know what I’m writing this morning… regular programming will resume soon.

[pornbot-princess]

Sorry for intermittent posting, I've been sick and terrified of my government. You're regular programming will resume soon.

[itsmechanical]

20.08.23

Hello people, finally my precious weekend comes to an end ahh from tomorrow regular classes will resume. But I even some problem with my friend, well I was having doubts if he actually wants to be my friend or I am holding him to hostage to be my friend. I did tell him about it, he said not to worry and he will tell me if he doesn't want to be my friend and also he finds me fun to be around. But his texts are just idk sends me doubt. So I am still having doubts, I hope it will be solved soon.

Anyways I did some biology today, french revision and computer programming and did some preparation for tomorrow's chemistry class, since I suck in chemistry 😭😭

[spacesymbol]

holy shit almost a month since the last update wow. ermmm hey guys... i think everyone here knows the drill by now.... updates!!!!

unlike last time, i have a total of zero tumblr-specific updates... so i'm gonna skip right to personal updates!!!

college. whew boy. yep!!! okay but seriously... i do now have my final applying list, and i think im happy with it? the only things i have left to do are supplements, additional information, and my final personal statement draft. theres some additional details to work out with financial aid, srar, and sat scores... but thats not like, actual work, you know?

the specific titles of programs differ between schools, but generally my plan is to major in astrophysics and minor in creative writing. conceptually, college is very exciting to me but right now i am super stressed since i have five (six if you count the one with a rolling deadline that im supposed to submit asap) early november application deadlines...!!! keep in mind that im only applying to eight colleges total. so thats like 3/4 of my applications due in ~2 weeks....!!!!!!!

uhhh what else. school is generally fine! my courses have been manageable, my social issues are Still Issues, and the play has been going mostly fine....!!!!!

in terms of like, Personal personal updates, ive been trying to research and sort stuff out in terms of physical disabilities and system/plurality... and obviously ive been talking to doctors and therapists as well, but so far nothing definitive or conclusive. ill update once im more sure of things though!!

idk man i have Not Been Doing Well mentally lately, hence the lack of updates for a month. stress has REALLY gotten to me and for the past month or so ive either been in the severe depression + passive suicidal ideation trenches or living with the constant anxiety level of a prey animal being hunted for sport daily

but yeah since ive Been Doing Badly, i havent really been as attached to any of my usual interests. i havent really developed any new ones either!!! my bad. regularly scheduled autism will hopefully resume soon!!!!

i... think thats it for me? my dads been annoying and so has my ex but what else is new???

ideally posting here will become more regular once the early november college deadlines subside.... since theres no huge college deadlines after that until around early january. but worst case scenario is probably monthly updates... i mean obviously i could just like go off the grid and neglect this account for months, but monthly updates is the realistic worst case scenario!!

[gothyanki]

Today’s Ultimate Victories: ATE A BIG FOOD! GOT THE BIG TANGLES OUT OF MY SICK PERSON HAIR!

(I am definitely mending/trending uphill now, which means regular non-covidy blog programming and activities should resume soon. Yay!)

[juuulez]

I’ve been so sick but regular programming will resume soon xo

[a1exkra1ie]

you know whenever I get a surge of new followers I have to have a two day period where I'm embarrassed about who / what I post about, then it's back to the grind. don't worry. Your Regular Programming Will Resume Soon.