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âšđŠđŹđŠđ I JUST WANNA BE PART OF YOUR SYMPHONYYYYYYYâšđŠđđđđŹ
Liszilla Frank
Does anyone know what to do about the temperature and also the prices
I didnât mean to offend you I just genuinely think youâd like what the ai did with the story, itâs really great and maybe even better than the first chapter! I also asked it to make fan art based on some of your shorter works and theyâre gorgeous, some of the best art Iâve ever seen. Ai isnât as bad as people think so if you ever realize that and change your mind I can still send it all to you!!! <3
i wasnât going to respond to this bc of how much it fucking pissed me off but i feel like this needs to be said.
donât ever come into a writersâ inbox and openly admit you used ai to, letâs face it, plagiarise their work. i donât CARE if you want it to be on my blog, you still fed it into an ai bot for your own gain. itâs fucking ridiculous that you blatantly ignored the rules on my page that state NOT to do this to my work.
also saying itâs âbetter than the first chapterâ sorry but fuck you?? first you steal my work and put it into ai and then basically say my works shit and ur ai slop is better???
i work full time, i dont tend to write all that often, hence why longer one-shots/fics are barely posted. sometimes all i can get out is a little drabble/blurb. and then sometimes i lose motivation for fics/seriesâ that iâve previously posted about. this doesnât give you an excuse to take my work and use ai to create your own. sometimes fics just donât get finished and you have to fucking deal with it. if i ever find the motivation again, i might post about it again, but if i donât, then donât use ai on my work. and especially donât use it to create fucking fanart on my other pieces.
tl;dr donât fucking steal my work and plagiarise it through fucking ai. i donât want your ugly nasty disgusting ai slop anywhere NEAR my blog and my content and my works.
My jaw fucking dropped at the audacity.
Feed my work into AI and I will feed you into a wood chipper.
And we have entered a new level of hell
Breathe.
You havenât met all of you yet.
There is still so much more life to live.
JACK ZIMMERMAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE,,,
im fucking crying
Fascinating categorization is happening here
No IDs, but these tags got me in a huff:
So ok look. The point is not the flared leg by itself. These cannot be yoga pants. These are, and you have to understand this if you are too young to have worn them, BLUE JEANS. And this was the last years before all jeans were 70% spandex.
They were denim, and they weren't bell bottoms. They hung loose from the knee in a way that would make a wizard envious. We all walked around like we were wearing hakama. And they dragged on the ground. That was important. Ragged cuffs. If your jeans weren't so long that they had ratty cuffs, they were embarrassingly short.
And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.
Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.
Yoga pants. Hmf.
people in cold climates would have a tide line of white marks around their knees (if they were normal height) in the winter.
From wicking up road salt.
The visceral memory of that time is something that never leaves you. Everyone's jeans were many inches higher in the back than the front because you kept stepping on the hem and ripping it off. Your lower legs were so very cold. Every new pair of jeans literally enveloped your entire foot, they were so so long re: leg-to-waist ratio. Walking on a rainy day was a legitimate workout. You have no idea.
I tried linocutting again! Now I have a mess on my desk and a cool unicorn stamp
YOUR MOTHER YOUR MOTHER YOUR MOTHER Official Teaser Trailer
yoâŠ. when jet breaks in the tea shop and accuses zuko and iroh of beinh firebendersâŠ.
do you think any of the patrons looked at zukos scarred face - obviously done by a firebender - and immediately think jet was an asshole? like
jet: hes a firebender!!!!
patrons, thinking about the backstory they concocted for zuko and iroh where their home was invaded by firebenders and they barely survived with their lifes so they could come and have a peaceful life selling tea in a city the war doesnt touch:
Jet: Heâs a firebender!
The Patrons to the Tea Shop internally: You fucking stupid, sir? I think you might be stupid.
#if someone shouted something racialized at a food service worker and he pulled swords#if be like âyeah thatâs fairâ
He didnât even use his own swords. He took them from a guard and the guards let him
Albert Camus, from a letter to MarĂa Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
Costume appreciation series: The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert (1994) dir Stephan Elliott
Costume Design by Tim Chappel and Lizzy Gardiner
Bowl with Fish, Iran, probably Kashan (late 13thâmid-14th century).
this is a poem. To me.
The Nice Guys is essentially a movie about sex and the porn industry and yet the sexiest thing in the entire film is whatever is going on between Healy and March
a bit of a half-assed doodle, but this line gets me every time