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So, hi! This is my first blog I hope you like what I post, I'll try my best at writing and mostly my stories or little drabbles will mostly be of genshin impact, maybe honkai star rail, jujutsu kaisen and any other anime or game that I like or that you suggest me, the requests are open and maybe I'll also post some little sketches or drawings that I do :D!
Hey ozz! I've got a question for you but I'm really worried you've answered it before and I don't wanna pester you. Feel free to delete if so!
But can I ask what's up with the C-ai bots?
I'm not here to throw an anti-ai fit (though I'm definitely against gen-ai) and as an ex-cai user myself I get it.
But also, doesn't it upset you as a writer? It's still a gen-ai that takes content and water and such. I know you don't use ai in your writing (which I appreciate greatly) or in your art, so it's not like I'm mad at you or anything. I'm just wondering if there's any reason.
I'm still a really big fan and I'm hoping you're having a good day! I do *not* want this to be insulting or rude, but if it comes off that way then feel free to just ignore this ask.
Hi, pookie! I'll start with a very quick answer: all my c.ai bots have been made simply because someone requested them. I personally don't use c.ai or any other chatbot, because I'm more comfortable creating my own dialogue and scenarios.
The reason this particular situation doesn't bother me is because, well, everything is on my terms! I am willingly using my writing or explicitly offering my approval for others to do so. I have control over the whole thing, and - as I previously mentioned - I am confident that AI cannot replicate my ideas or style of writing, so I'm not intimidated by it.
Now, I obviously don't support or encourage the environmental and ethical consequences of it. But I have friends who use it, and I know some people do it out of loneliness. You've used c.ai yourself, so I'm sure you could come up with some reasons as to why people do what they do. What I'm trying to say is that while it's not ideal, life is already difficult and I won't judge someone for finding not-so-ethical ways to cope with it. It's not my place.
Moreover, I personally don't agree with the current witch hunt that targets the average AI user. I feel like we're going back to the plastic straw dilemma. Is it bad for the environment? Absolutely, but I promise you it's the celebrity using their private jet that does most damage.
Yes, using AI chatbots consumes a lot of water, but you know what's actually causing a massive impact? Elon Musk building the world's largest supercomputer at the outskirts of a town in Memphis, to the point locals can no longer open their windows due to pollution.
Of course, it frustrates me when someone steals art to replicate it with AI, or when some "author" publishes a book written entirely by AI. My real issue, however, is with the platform that sells your data and allows it to be recycled to begin with, or the publishing house that doesn't care as long as they make money. They are the enablers. The abuse of AI only happens because the main bodies of authority allow it to happen.
Thus, I find this current trend of obsessing over what the average Joe is doing to be not only pointless, but actively harmful by not holding the real culprits accountable. Sure, it would be much better if we collectively stopped using chatbots, for example, but that doesn't change the fact that big companies see AI as profitable and will force it upon us no matter what. It doesn't change the fact that there's no law protecting us from having our creative work stolen and replicated. It doesn't change the fact that billionaires are investing all their money in a race for AI performance and destroying our resources in the meantime.
So, the longer conclusion to your question is that while I agree with you entirely about its resource usage, I believe there are greater problems that cause the most significant damage, and I wish we'd use our energy and involvement for those instead. It's the large-scale AI implementation that greatly depresses me; the rest, not nearly to the same level.
Un curi en lo que se termina de cocinar la cena navideña / a lil drawing meanwhile the dinner is ready
My girl himeno 🗣🗣🔥
I love self shipping. Cause i could treat him so much better fr. Me x Denji are canon btw
Hellooooo peopleeee
Yarbis call 911, DOES HE MEANS HE LOVES ME OR SMTH? DOES HE LIKES ME???????? HELPPPPP
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, could i request an angst long form fic (or if you want it can be short, whatever you feel more comfortable with) of choso x reader (or whatever other jjk man you would like), and we find that he has a new friend (a girl friend) and we had a very important date with him (anniversary or whatever) and we stay there, but that day it was freezing cold and he lefts us there to go to another place with his friend, and a lot lf angst, wheter the end is fluff or angst is up to you:DD
If you dont want to do it or you dont have time its okay:DDD
HERE U GO BABES !!! I'm finally back from the dead. This is nothing too nice tbh, I still feel like crap. Idek if this has a lot of angst TT
☆☆☆
Left In The Cold.
Choso Kamo x reader
contains: angst, hurt w/ comfort, happy ending ofc(surprisingly)
You stood at the edge of the park, breath forming small clouds in the freezing air. The cold bit at your fingers, even through the gloves you’d worn, and your toes felt like ice inside your boots. You shifted your weight from foot to foot, glancing at your watch for the fifth time in the last ten minutes.
He was late.
You told yourself it was fine. Choso wasn’t the type to forget something as important as today. He’d been the one to insist on this anniversary date, after all. “I want to do something special for us,” he’d said with that soft smile of his, the one that always made your chest feel warm.
But now, as the minutes stretched into an hour, that warmth was nowhere to be found.
Your phone buzzed in your pocket, and you fumbled to pull it out, hope flickering in your chest. Maybe he’d gotten stuck somewhere, or maybe something urgent had come up, and he’d explain everything once he got here.
But it wasn’t a call or an apology. It was a picture—a story he’d posted, a shot of him and her.
His new friend.
They were sitting in a cozy café, steam curling from the mugs in their hands. She was laughing at something, her smile wide and easy, while Choso leaned closer, his expression soft.
The caption read: Needed a break. This place has the best hot chocolate.
Your chest tightened as the image blurred in front of your eyes. You blinked hard, your breath hitching, and shoved your phone back into your pocket.
The cold seemed to sink deeper into your skin, and the weight of the realization hit you all at once: he wasn’t coming.
You stayed there for a while longer, convincing yourself he’d show up, that he’d remember, that this wasn’t what it looked like. But as the hours dragged on and the sun dipped below the horizon, the bitter cold became unbearable.
With trembling hands, you wrapped your coat tighter around yourself and turned to leave, tears stinging your eyes.
---
By the time Choso got home, it was late. He kicked off his shoes, the warmth of the café still lingering on his skin. He felt lighter, more relaxed after spending the afternoon unwinding.
But when he stepped into the living room and saw you curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, something twisted in his chest.
“Hey,” he said, his voice cautious.
You didn’t look up.
“...You’re still awake?” he tried again, walking closer.
“Barely,” you replied, your voice flat.
It took him a moment to notice the faint shiver in your frame or the redness around your eyes.
“Were you crying?” he asked, his brows furrowing as he crouched down in front of you.
That was the last straw. You sat up, the blanket falling from your shoulders, and glared at him. “Do you even remember what today was?”
Choso blinked, confusion flashing across his face. “What?”
“Our anniversary, Choso.”
His heart sank, realization hitting him like a punch to the gut.
You laughed bitterly, though the sound held no humor. “I waited for hours. In the freezing cold. And you—” Your voice cracked, and you shook your head. “You were with her.”
“Wait—”
“No, don’t,” you snapped, standing abruptly. “Don’t you dare try to explain this away. I saw the picture. You looked like you were having a great time while I was standing there, hoping you’d show up.”
“I—” Choso struggled for words, his chest tight with guilt. “I didn’t mean to—”
“But you did,” you said, your voice trembling. “You made a choice, Choso. And it wasn’t me.”
Silence fell between you, heavy and suffocating.
“I’m sorry,” he finally whispered, his voice barely audible.
You let out a shaky breath, wiping at your eyes. “You always say that. But it doesn’t fix anything.”
Choso reached out, his hand hovering near yours, but he didn’t touch you. “I messed up. I know I did. And I’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you.”
“You can’t just fix this with words,” you said quietly, stepping back. “I need time.”
---
Time passed, and true to his word, Choso worked to earn back your trust. He showed up—consistently and wholeheartedly. He didn’t shy away from the discomfort or the guilt, and he didn’t rush you to forgive him.
On what would’ve been just another cold winter evening, he surprised you.
The park was lit with soft, twinkling lights, the frost glittering like stars on the ground. Choso stood there, bundled in a thick coat, holding a thermos in one hand and a bouquet in the other.
“I know I can’t undo what I did,” he said when you approached. “But I want to make new memories. Better ones.”
You stared at him, your heart aching in your chest. He looked nervous—vulnerable in a way you rarely saw—but his sincerity was written all over his face.
“I’m still mad at you,” you admitted, though your voice was softer this time.
“I know,” he said, his lips quirking into a faint smile. “But I’m not going anywhere this time. Not until you’re ready.”
You took the thermos from his hand, feeling the warmth seep into your fingers. “You better not screw this up again.”
“I won’t,” he promised, his gaze steady.
And for the first time in what felt like forever, you believed him.
THANK YOU :DDDDD!!!!!!!1!!1!1!!!!1!
you bewitched me
OMGGGG, YOU ATE WITH THE DRAWING, I FREAKING LOVE ITTTTT AJAJWIONFA EJINDC8RNAFRJIFANARFANAO
HAIIIIIIIIIIIIII, I WANTED TO POST THIS LIL SKETCH OF LAUFEY, I LOVE HER SM💗
(I made it at 3 a.m. relying on nothing but a tea)
Opinions???:DD
THE PEOPLE ATTACKING YOU BYE 😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️ "B-But we take time to write smut!" YEAH AND IT WAS A HARMLESS JOKE 😭😭😭 WHY ARE THEY ACTING LIKE THAT JOKE VIOLATED THEM
Idk, it was very explosive, and everyone thought that i was deming something, and that was never my point😭😭🙏
Bruh looking at these comments. How have we survived as a species this long?
This post just happened to show up on my feed and like. I like my smut, I like it dirty even but damn. don't need to get so defensive over someone wanting to eat pancakes with a fictional character instead of being spit roasted and bukkaked 💀
chill out
Fr bro😭😭
Hey ur post blew up n got on my dashboard and like I wanna say it’s crazy how it’s become so important to everybody screaming and arguing 😭 like dude I totally totally feel u sometimes u need comfort (and ofc we can write it ourselves and we’re not ordering anyone to) but it’s so nice to find another persons way of comforting through their writing if that makes sense?? Like the words and tone they’d use to comfort someone.
And also like ppl in the comments are like “block nsfw then” like I read it I like it I’m just actively searching for comfort and ppl are so insane they will tag ANYTHING to get attention. Like I’ll be looking for comfort and i find unrelated life update, introducing a blog, smut, angst that will *eventually* be comfort, masterlists, future work outline, and ALWAYS the WORST TAGGED TRIGGER WARNINGS.
Ok this got long my point is like I feel u and I’m so sorry ppl r going batshit insane over a silly little joke meant to bring us all together??? Like going thru the comments is insane everyone needs to relax and chill like babe it’s not so serious you gotta be a total ass. Like let’s all start just scrolling when it makes you angry, it has worked wonders for me. I say “not interested” or block them and then I find some good shit. So um idk. Good shit be upon you ✌🏻let’s all be cool n nice it’s great
Thanks for the nice things🙂↕️🙂↕️, that was the point, that people felt united or said "fr", or something good idk, but almost everyone got offended like🤨🤨🤨 that was never my point when i did the post😦
girl…why do you those people under your post harassing people inbox on anon…☠️
Stop w the alt account, and idk, not my fault the actions of others, and if i knew who it was i would tell them to stop, cuz no matter if you are like horrible or whatever i wouldn't be sending toxic people to tell them extreme things like those
you did nothing wrong boo🎀 im literally all for smut but these smut writers in ur comments acting like this writing is paying for their fuckin rent im crying.. its never that deep😭 any good writer would know that its obviously a joke. im starting to think these people that are defending their writing porn to the max have addictions and that’s why they are offended because you did NOT once insult ANY writer or smut in ur post?
“stop the smut” a joke that clearly went over most of y’all’s head n yall just wanted a reason to get angry💁🏽♀️
Idk, especially one person and what must be their alt account were just like saying the same things and now because of an anon they are telling me its my fault, like girl be fr, what do i have to do with what everyone else thinks? Like my number one fan
good thing u got explosive in ur name because your opinion was definitely… explosive…
as a voice of reason i’m just gonna say have a go at writing yourself! if you want to see more fluff or angst or whatever you guys so desperately crave from us writers who you see as Content Machines, maybe it’s about time to… try it out yourself…? because you never know! it could be your next big breakthrough on content creation instead of complaining fruitlessly about it on social media. 😐😕
this is not a no write = no opinion ask. this is just a piece of advice that may solve the problem you seem to get so much backlash from. and try not to be so mean to writers, either. this is what we love doing, please don’t turn it into an obligation.
Wow, look this is not a mean like response or everything, but
1. I do have some things in my drafts, but I'll see about putting them here, idk😁
2. I don't see the writers as content machines, and i NEVER said that, maybe people misunderstood the way i wrote the post as demanding something
3. I wasn't complaining, it was just some joke that again, maybe went misunderstood by everyone by the way i wrote it
4. I wasn't mean to any writer, except the one that started insulting me and calling me names, i wasn't going to let anyone insult me or other people
5. I don't wish to make you nor any other writer to feel like writing is an obligation
This is all, but like fr i don't mean to be mean in this answer, I'm just saying the truth that, even tho i already said it to some people they just jump to conclusions, i hope this clears everything and that people stop jumping to conclusions
RU GETTING YOUR LITTLE LAZY FREAKS TO INVADE MY INBOX LEAVE ME ALONE HONESTLY 😭😭😭😭😭
Wtf you talking about🤨? I didn't sent anyone to your inbox? Whatever everyone else puts in your inbox it's not my fault🗿
Nah why are people GENUINELY getting pressed about your JOKE post about fanfics???? THAT'S SUCH A STUPID REASON TO GET OFFENDED????
Idk but they took pretty seriously, and that was never my intention
