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Happy Monday

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"AI Engorgement" refers to the phenomenon where an AI model absorbs too much misinformation in its training data. This corrupts the model's base truth, leading to strange glitches. An engorged image model, when prompted to create images for "cat" and "historical", generated the following:

AI Engorgement may trigger a complete dissolution of truth within a model, leading it to back conspiracy theories, clearly debunked facts, and mistake fiction for reality. It is believed that the systematic siphoning of unreality by AI datasets is already revealing signs of engorgement in every major model.

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i really do think that "let me in" is the most potently horrifying phrase ever conceived of. just let me in. that's all you have to do. just invite me inside. show me kindness. trust me. all you have to do is say yes. all you have to do is open the door. the rest is up to me. but you can trust me. have faith. you wouldn't leave me out here. you wouldn't turn away. not you. you aren't cruel. you're a good person. i can see that. i need your help. that's why i'm asking this of you. just let me in. let me in. let me in let me in letmeinletmeinletmein LET ME IN

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dislike and discomfort are normal and healthy parts of the human experience actually

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I hate when a tiny stupid thing pushes you over the edge and makes you freak the fuck out because it makes you look like a completely irrational tar pit of a human being. Like no I promise this is warranted just maybe not about that specifically I swear I'm well adjusted. Come closer stick your fingers in my cage

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cemetery angel statue pngs ! free to use! credit not needed but appreciated :)

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Expanding a bit on the post I just reblogged, I absolutely HATE how a surprisingly large portion of the population now thinks that feminism is synonymous with being a "girlboss". The idea that working some kind of professional job and being successful at it is the only way to do feminism is insane. People will literally say "feminism has failed us" or "I'm giving up on feminism" when they're unhappy with their jobs. Babes idk how to explain this to you but that is not a problem with feminism that is a problem with your job. You don't need a rich man to provide for you while you take care of the kids you need a goddamn union and some paid leave

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EXACTLY!

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when they go out into the car park with draco’s hand around the back of hermione’s neck he very casually waves to a limousine and it drives away (he does this all the time, Roderick who is his driver accepts it)

also in draco’s duffel bag are like 6 phones and a significant amount of cash and perhaps cocain and a change of clothes and like catcher in the rye or crime and punishment but certainly not the script and maybe also a gun actually. draco definitely does illegal things on the internet.

random dramione 2000’s acting AU thought

content: perhaps muggle au (it’s not clear), perhaps dubcon, kind of ambiguous ending, a bit of snogging, autistic character

this is not very edited and technically the first fic like thing i’ve written.

hermione being a casting director for some trashy 2000’s teen rom com with a depressed and emo toxic boyfriend and and none of them being right. and she’s tired and she’s got her sexy little glasses on and pencil skirt and little heels and it’s the end of the day and she’s itchy. hermione has had maybe 6 hours of sleep this entire week. 

but draco is somehow the last on the list and he throws a duffel into the corner when he enters the room. and he’s so intense and off putting and tight black clothes and diamond jewellery glittering amongst the black bands around his wrists and kind of hunched but tall and blond hair over the forehead maybe some eyeliner and pack of ciggies in his back pocket and leering and simpering and selfish and petulant and he’s perfect and he gets cast. 

and he thinks that means that he’ll get to keep working with her or see her or get to be with her in some way and she was so efficient and beautiful and kind of mean and So Obviously missing a bf being sturdy and practical. and she’s taking notes and listening but not really giving him as much attention as she should. so she missed some of his signals. she didn’t look at him in the eye or even at his shoulders. he’d smirked at her and licked his lips at such dazzling and provocative lines like ‘i’d rather kill myself than break up with you’, ‘you’re mine forever, there’s nothing you can do about it’, ‘i’ve cut out the core of me and given it to you, i’m nothing without you’, ‘you’ll never survive on your own.’ etc. 

so he follows her out of the room as she’s telling him about the role and that he’ll need to come back to do a chemistry test with the fmc and he really just focuses on the coming back and he pushes her into some room off the hallway since she wants him so bad

he leans over her and actually holds her quite tight for someone who appears to only drink monster and maybe some instant ramen. the warmth of his palms presses through the fabric of her blouse and his hands are big enough that his thumbs slip under the short sleeves as he holds her shoulders against the wall. and she’s shocked and rigid but her eyes are level with his collar bones and this big chunky cross necklace and choker and the tendons of his neck are flush with the leather and she can see every breathe and movement of his adams apple above it. and that bulge is perfectly in line with the bulge in his stupid fucking jeans that was looking at her the whole way through the monologue…

“malfoy.” he’s hot, yes. and the pressure of his hands and his gaze on her skin js so nice. but this is weirdly inappropriate “um. sorry. what are you doing?”

and as he drags his hands down her arms his thumbs press against the tender inside of her bicep, through the crook of her elbow and her wrist and he holds her hands in each of his. 

“baby. don’t be sorry. i’m doing exactly what you asked me to do. a chemistry test. with the female main character.” he’s looking directly at her and it’s a lot. 

“uhh.. no. malfoy i- that’s not what i meant.” but he’s moving their hands up to the sides of her face. he drops her hands and they go to his shoulders (finally) and cups her jaw so his fingers sink into her loosened bun. he’s hunkering down into her space and his feet go to the outsides of hers and then she’s covered in him. 

“aw pet. are you shy? is that why you didn’t look at me?” he tilts his head to meet her eye but just misses. “don’t worry. i’ll be nice. just let me.” 

and he’s kissing her, swiping his lips against hers and pushing harder with each pass. and she kisses back and holds his shirt and comes up onto her toes. her head presses back into the wall behind her and he’s licking her lips now and their breathing is so loud.  

“come on, let me in. hmm?” his lips are against hers and the movement of his mouth moves hers as well. when she breathes out a sigh, it goes directly into his mouth and then he’s licking inside. pressing his tongue against hers and moving his entire head in a rhythmic push to get her to follow. and she does. 

when the kiss breaks, her lipstick is smeared across his mouth and her fingers got underneath his choker to pull him closer. one of his hands grasps a tit and the other pushes their bodies together from the small of her back. 

he pulls away a little bit and grabs her hand, having somehow unclasped one of the shiny bracelets he was wearing and wraps it around her wrist. “there. perfect. who’s a pretty pet now then.”

she looks at it and at him and her mouth drops open again. 

“where’s your car? hmm, baby?” 

he turns, her wrist and hand still in one of his and grabs his duffel and her fallen tote and pulls her from the room

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why would you ever outsource fun to chatgpt? are you stupid? you can make mediocre shit by yourself too.

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forget who’s the top or bottom, which one of you is nursing a fresh bite-sized wound and which one of you is licking the blood off your teeth

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‘’tangled up in you’’ by beth cavener, 2014

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no! healthy relationship will kill the character! he needs an unhealthy codependent romance with a side of power imbalance to live

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Oh, and by the way, that Supreme Court ruling is where that Harry Potter money goes.