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awkward introduction time
*new kid stuttering*
(edit: okay so iāve been on tumblr for a while now and i am far from a new kid stuttering but i made this introduction around when i first joined and i still think itās cute so iām gonna leave it here as like an acknowledgement to my younger self. Think of it as me giving them headpats <3)
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saw this being debated and just wanted to talk about it too.
"is it rude if I politely ask a writer if they use ai or chatgpt on their works because I'm almost certain they do?"
yes, it is rude. no matter how polite you are being when you ask them this.
you say you are almost certain. so you are not absolutely certain.
unless you are absolutely, undoubtedly certain ā with actual proof ā that their writing is ai generated, never ever ask an artist if their work is ai generated.
I know several writers who would stop writing and delete all of their works if they were ever accused of using ai. so it doesn't matter if you are polite when you ask them this, you are suggesting that their works are ai generated, that they didn't create the works they could have spent hours, days, weeks, months or years working on.
ai and chatgpt are trained on real humans' works, they are trained to mimic the way real humans write. so if you say a genuine writer's work "looks ai", I'm gonna have to ask you what you think ai was trained on.
a writer whose English isn't their first language may also write in a way that "looks ai" to some, if they write in English and have to rely on translator.
using em dash isn't a sign of ai. I do it all the time. my fellow writers all love em dash.
having long paragraphs with "overly described scenes" isn't a sign of ai. I do it all the time, and so do my fellow writers.
all the "ai signs" are actually just what most writers actually do. they get mistaken for "ai signs" because sometimes the way writers write or describe a scene in a fanfic or an original work is different than the way people talk or text. because they're writing a fic and describing a scene, not chatting with a friend. the way I talk is different than the way I write my fics.
if you suspect a work was ai generated, but are not 100% sure, you can always just stop reading said work without saying anything.
if someone does use ai to write, they will either a.) deny and continue using ai to write or b.) admit because they see nothing wrong with it and continue using ai to write.
if a genuine writer was wrongly accused of using ai, they may stop writing altogether.
asking a writer if they use ai or chatgpt to write will always do more harm than good. witch hunting will always do more harm than good.
you are not "fighting against ai" by throwing around such accusations. you are harming genuine writers and artists.
It isnt an accusation. Its a fucking question. One that protects the very communities and artists that this post claims to defend.
all of the fanfic writers, whom I personally know, say the same thing that they would feel discouraged and might delete all their works if they were asked this.
itās not āhey do you like x or yā question. itās a subtle implication that your work looks like it was written by a robot within a minute. if you personally donāt find that offensive, thatās cool. but I know a lot of writers do. and they have the rights to be discouraged by it.
also we are talking about fanfic writers who write as their hobby, getaway or safe place, writers whose works you read for free. not writers who sell their works and are making profit from what they write. fanfic writers donāt owe you anything.
This just came across my dash. I'm going to be blunt.
Asking a writer or artist if they āuse AIā is an accusation, no matter how you dress it up. Itās not neutral. It implies you think their effort, style, or voice is artificial. It implies that their human work doesnāt look human enough for you.
You donāt protect the community by policing people who are actually creating from scratch. You protect it by supporting human creators, reporting confirmed AI misuse when thereās evidence, and learning the difference between this sounds different than what Iād write and this is machine-generated.
Writersāespecially fanfic authorsāalready pour their time, emotion, and identity into what they share for free. They donāt owe anyone proof of authenticity on top of that. And if your question makes someone want to quit writing, itās not protecting the community. Itās shrinking it.
If youāre not 100% sure, just scroll. AI ethics donāt need to turn into public inquisition season.
āAnd if your question makes someone want to quit writing, itās not protecting the community. Itās shrinking it.ā
^^^^ this
Because we don't teach history right.
We teach history like it's a work of fiction where the characters act the way they do because they were written that way. And not like the real world with real people who were just as human as us and had reasons to act the way they do. And that the same mistakes and foibles they had could happen to us too.
And even this history is woefully undertaught. People learn it to memorize the events of the story and then forget about it. They don't learn to comprehend it, they don't learn to learn from it.
This will be a long story, but settle in, because this is important.
I was fortunate enough to have some great teachers growing up, in a small, fairly well-funded school system (and during times when everyone still agreed that fascism was bad). In 8th grade, our school had an interdisciplinary unit for about a month focusing solely on the Holocaust. Every class taught something related to it, even math. For a month, we read horrifying stories and watched documentaries and did research assignments on the Holocaust. By the end, any one of us would have said we were experts on the subject.
And at the very end, our entire grade (about 100 kids) was broken into four groups, and we were told that as a reward for all our hard work on the Holocaust unit, we were going to compete for a trip to Disney World. Only one team could go, but the entire team would get to travel there and spend a few days in the park, all expenses paid.
The competition was simple: the group with the most team spirit would win. We were instructed to come up with a team name, a catchy slogan, and a logo (something simple and easy to draw). We were allowed to prove our team spirit however we wanted. That was it. That was all of the instructions. The competition would last a week, and short of stopping physical violence, the teachers stepped back and let us have at it.
It was terrifying.
At first, everyone just hung up posters in the halls and cheerfully recited their slogan whenever the teachers were watching. Within a few days, posters were being torn down and shredded. Verbal fights were breaking out in the hallways. It wasn't enough to say your team was the best, everyone had somehow decided. You also had to prove that everyone else's team was inferior. People started making up lies and gossip, saying that everyone in a particular group was lazy or ugly or smelly or what have you (we were 13). Slurs were thrown around. (Again, we were 13.)
By the final day, the groups were marching down the halls in formation, shouting their slogan in unison. Shouting slander against the other groups. The floor was covered in tattered paper.
I was shy and introverted and weird and unpopular and mostly stayed out of it. But those images are burned into my memory. These kids had turned into vicious monsters, all for a stupid school project.
The teachers had us march down the hallway to the auditorium to announce the results of the competition. The groups were little armies now. Most students marched in lockstep, shouting their slogans. We were seated together in our groups. The teachers dimmed the lights, quieted us down, and the teacher in charge of this whole project said that before he announced the winners, he had something to share with us about the person who was responsible for this entire competition. He turned on the projector and displayed a portrait of Hitler.
Everyone lost their minds. Kids were booing and throwing things. We knew that Hitler was a Bad Guy.
The teacher calmed us back down, and then explained that there was no trip to Disney World, and the fact that not one student questioned for a moment that such a massively expensive and complicated prize would be granted for such a silly competition was honestly kind of disappointing. This entire week, he said, was our final exam. The final exam for the Holocaust unit.
We had spent a month learning about this. About how this "bad guy" inspired a whole hell of a lot of people to march in lockstep shouting slogans and plastering their symbol all over everything. That one bad guy had told them that they were special, and other groups were trying to take away what was rightfully theirs for being the best, and they ultimately got extremely violent. We had learned all about the Hitler Youth and the SS and book burnings and, of course, the concentration camps. We'd all read the Diary of Anne Frank. We'd been marinating in this information for a month, in all of our classes.
But we hadn't learned. We hadn't really understood what they were trying to teach us. Not that this happened. But that this happens. It can happen very easily, especially if people aren't watching out for it.
The kids were furious. They shouted that this wasn't fair, that we were only following instructions. The teachers had lied to us. They had told us to do this, and now they were mad at us for following directions?
He was ready for this, of course. Calming us back down again, he pointed out that all they'd done is tell us to give ourselves a name, a slogan, a symbol, and demonstrate "team spirit." That was literally it. No one told us to rip posters down. No one told us to march in the hallways. No one told us to spread rumors and shout insults. No one told us to fight each other.
They didn't have to.
All it takes to get people to behave this way is to tell them that their group is special, they deserve good things, but the good things aren't there because those other people are taking them from you.
The Nazis were not uniquely evil people. They were just encouraged to demonstrate their team spirit. And there were no teachers to stop it from getting violent. Because the person encouraging them wanted things to get violent.
The Holocaust was not the story of Hitler the Bad Guy. He was there, and he was responsible for a lot, but that wasn't the point. Germany during the Holocaust wasn't suddenly, by total accident, full of evil people.
It was just full of people like us.
This time, it just was a lie about Disney World and a week of chaos. But if we didn't watch out, the next time fascism started to rise, we would get swept up on the wrong side of it. We had just proven that we would. We'd be too swept up in making sure that our special group got the prize they deserved to notice that we were being lied to about the prize in the first place.
That could happen. If we weren't careful. If we forgot the lesson we'd just learned.
After he'd let the horror and shame and embarrassment and indignation of that week sink in properly, he reassured us that it wasn't our fault. The point wasn't for us to prove that we understood the lesson of the Holocaust. It wasn't actually a test after all, it was our final lesson. The most important lesson.
He'd known that this test would go this way, because it always did. He did this every year. He said in all his years of teaching, only one student, one student, had ever questioned it. Pulled him aside in the hallway and said straightforwardly that whatever was going on was messed up and he wanted no part of it.
And you know what? That is how you teach history. You give students the facts of what happened. And then you show them how easily it can happen again.
Sadly, most schools don't have the resources for this sort of thing, and these days they'd probably not be allowed to run this little experiment. But I'm extremely grateful to that teacher, grateful that I was part of that experience. It was harrowing, and it made me and a lot of other people vigilant for the rest of my life in a way I know I would not have been otherwise.
It was over 35 years ago now and it still makes me emotional to think about.
Most people never got to have that experience, to properly learn that lesson. But at least I can pass the story on to you. And you can pass it on to others. Because if you think you would have acted differently, that you would have seen through the ruse, think again.
Teaching history requires such a broad high level picture of trends and an up close look at specific events and the ability to weave the two together that itās no wonder we come up short.
Also to be clear if you put the new Harry Potter show on my dashboard I will be unfollowing and probably blocking you. JK Rowling is responsible for the death and pain of too many trans people to count in my country and I cannot tolerate her new way of trying to gain cultural and financial power in any way shape or form.
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awww hey darling. i'm here.
how are you doing, khiin azhara?
You have to admit it's funny
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I was sorely tempted to do the mmm watcha say scene...
anyways i just love the way kpop demon hunters stayed true to its roots in korean/asian culture, especially around the core theme of community vs individualism
the fact that it's not a single chosen one but a group of three
the fact that the honmoon is not powered by the hunters themselves but by the energy and love of the fans
the fact that gwi-ma turns people into demons by promising that he is the only one who can help them when he is in fact reliant on his army of demons to collect souls for him
the fact that "your idol" is about surrendering yourself to a single higher power while "golden" is about soaring to new heights together
the fact that gwi-ma preys on people's individual insecurities and shame to get inside their heads while rumi, mira, and zoey set them free in the end by encouraging them to embrace their differences and reminding them that they're not alone
the fact that you can see the audience cheering individually and even pushing into each other to get closer to the stage during "your idol"
while they're linking arms and cheering together and hugging during "what it feels like"
i have not seen the live action lilo and stitch but it feels like that movie sits on the opposite end of the spectrum from kpop demon hunters as a case study for how to tell a story in way that is culturally authentic and still resonates with a broader audience
and i think given that the core theme of the movie is all about community over individualism, the ending, particularly as it relates to rumi and jinu's budding romance, is really the perfect culmination of that broader theme
rumi and jinu's connection has all the hallmarks of that all-encompassing, all-consuming, borderline co-dependent first love where you keep your relationship a secret and sneak out of the house to meet up and feel like the other person is the ONLY person who really gets you
i'm the only one who can understand you, i'm the only one who will love you is the kind of thing that sounds romantic when you're 16 until you get older and realize how toxic it actually is and i love that the movie counters that in "what it sounds like" with rumi realizing that she had that love and support all along from her girls, and later, from the fans who continue to cheer them on through their comeback
it's about connection and sisterhood and love and sharing your fears and lifting each other up and becoming stronger and better together
and as compelling as i found rumi/jinu and as much as i would like to see their relationship explored more in a sequel/series, i just really love that this movie, which is clearly targeted at young women, ends on the message that romantic love is not the end all be all, that friendship is just as important if not more so than a romantic partner, that single women can lead successful, fulfilling lives, that true happiness and freedom start from within
it's crazy that this message still seems revolutionary in 2025 but given the current state of the world, it feels more necessary than ever
For @quiddie
I donāt do poetry but uhā¦ this wouldnāt let me sleep until it existed.
In honor of Little Hat and the Blue m&m.
We always knew
How this would end
We burned so slow
You were my friend
We sang our songs
You joined the band
We rode the bus
We took a stand
We fought our wars
And took our time
Collapsed on floors
While drinking wine
Our shoulders close
Our hands just brushed
We feared the most
The words we hushed
Caught in our throats
Heart beats in time
An echo here
These words that rhyme
āI love you dear,
Will you be mine?ā
Collapsing now
Your lips on mine
The bus is gone
We rolled a six
Tragedy struck
Blue M&M
Between the lips
Beneath the teeth
Beyond the tongue
A hat alone
A man undone.
great! now do the same medical study with women
Ramansu Station/Temple/Ancient Place??
This was a super fun one - thank you so much as always to @domirine and @galacticjonah for doing the lion's share of the work on this one, I only did the lines ;D
occasionally I still see people complaining abt top/bottom discourse in fandom and like. my hot take? they donāt have to have penetrative sex at all š
people will ship two guys who are soldiers in a space war or in a horror movie with a supernatural killer, and you people expect me to think theyāre spending the time douching and stretching (esp bc itās always the bottomās first time in these dumbass fics) so that they can have missionary anal sex in the cockpit or in the middle of the woods. give me a fucking break. theyāre frotting.
donāt even get me started on how ppl talk about lesbian tops and bottomsā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦..
What's his alignment? Who the hell cares, my boy Wealwell majored in Reposed Standing
I cannot get this scene out of my head That little T-Rex doesn't know what the fuck's going on!
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I mean, what else is there to say? Dimension 20 - On A Bus was one of the greatest first episodes of D20 to date. Incredible players, stellar setting, and AMAZING DM-ing by Katie! For a first time running a game, she absolutely NAILED it. I had my doubts, but if there's anyone who can fill Brennan's American Girl Shoes, it's her. @dropoutdottv @dimension20official @gamechangershow, if you need someone to do character art for the new season, I'm your man!
(And to everyone else, I do actual D&D commissions if you're interested)
Screaming. Itās THEM. š„°
I cant believe this tweet is how I find out
Edit: Now that we're talking about it, look. There is all the countries ratification dates, along with considerations for their laws.
And you can check the convention here.
Edit 2: For those in the US who want to check their state's laws compliance to the convention, there is this site.
Edit 3: The map source btw. Its from wikipedia.
Thank you people in the notes for the info and image desc.
Yikes
the article: https://www.hrw.org/feature/2022/09/13/how-do-states-measure-up-child-rights
The main violations:
Marriage below 18 years of age. No minimum age for marriage in 6 States, 15 years old in 2 States, 16 years old in 24 States and 17 years old in 9 States. CRC compliance in 0 states.
Corporal punishment. Legal in private schools in 25 states and legal in public or private schools in 22 other states, legal in the home in 50 states, legal in juvenile detention in 6 states. CRC compliance in 0 states.
Child labor below 15 years of age. Varies per sector. The biggest issue in the US is exemptions for work by children in agriculture: No minimum age in 23 states, 9 years old in 1 state, 10 years old in 2 states, 12 years old in 11 states, 12 years old in 1 state, 14 years old in 12 states. CRC compliance in 0 states.
Juvenile Jurisdiction and imprisonment. No minimum age in 24 states, 7 years old in 2 states, 8 years old in 1 state, 10 years old in 15 states, 11 years old in 1 state, 12 years old in 5 states, 13 years old in 2 states. CRC compliance in 0 states. Trying children as adults: No minimum age in 22 states. 12 years in 4 states, 13 years in 4 states, 14 years in 16 states, 15 years in 2 states, 16 years in 1 state. CRC compliance in 0 states. Juveniles can be sentences to life without parole in 22 states. Children as young as 13 years old have been sentenced to life in prison without parole.
Last updates September 2023.
