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that's it that's the nutshell genai is in
The new cake shop in town
theyer old enough that they used to connect
They're older than Florida. The Floridian peninsula is the solidified runoff of the Appalachians that got caught on some coral. It's why we're like this, I think. You don't stand a chance of being normal when you were created by the shed skin of an elder god draping itself over a hollow skeleton. You're always going to be a little Off.
They used to be as tall as the Himalayas.
Okay but are they older or younger than sharks?
THEYRE OLDER THAN SHARKS BY LIKE THIRTY MILLION YEARS
I know I'm not the first person to observe this, but banishment is a hell of a funny punishment. I now sentence you to fuck off. I don't care where, just get out of my sight. Go on. Git.
the wretched world of verbalizing things
Absolutely crazy to me that the pro AI people nearly always think creative stuff is a chore that a machine needs to do instead of something that is actually fun.
I need pro-AI people to understand that when creatives say, "Make AI do my chores so I can create more," the creative stuff is not the chore.
🪶🌙 My part from the Rayllum fanzine, "It Was Always Her"! As of posting this, you can still order the zine here.
Rayla’s pregnancy announcement!! Callum was a bit nervous. And Runaan was… a bit expressive…
with ao3 down i hope this reminds us of what a fanfic-less existence looks like. don’t take it for granted! because it sucks not to have it.
fanfic would not exist without the hours of free labour from fanfic writers and volunteer staff. donate to otw if you have the means. taking a second to give kudos is nothing compared to months of work for writers. a comment will probably make their whole day! sharing and reblogging spreads their work. it’s so discouraging when you give your heart to something, only to receive nothing in return.
support fandom creators and staff. they are the heartbeat of everything we enjoy.
please tell me about 'Runaan starvation effects'!
Ooh this one is angsty. It's basically Runaan struggling to keep food down after a week of starving himself and another week on the run not eating well. Ethari has helped his husband recover from many a mission, but for the first time in his marriage, he doesn't feel equipped to handle Runaan's injuries.
From my fic notes: "Runaan isn't used to eating real food when he returns home. Between his self-starvation, weeks on the road, and being imprisoned twice (thrice, counting the coin), his stomach needs to be treated gently."
Honestly, I want to drop the whole fic (what I have of it), so I'm just going to do that. Here it is! [link] Enjoy!
And a little teaser 😉
Ethari strips down to his crop top and trousers before moving to join Runaan, so he can better help him without soaking all of his clothes.
Runaan cracks an eye open, the corner of his lip twitching.
"Don't stop on my account."
Blushing, Ethari throws off the last of his clothing and joins Runaan in the shower.
"Happy?"
"Mmm. Very." Runaan drags half-lidded eyes down Ethari's body, following the deep flush back up to grin at him. Then his smile falters. "I don't want you to get the wrong idea—I'm not... exactly in the physical—or emotional—state to have sex..."
"Neither am I," Ethari admits. "Emotionally, that is. And Runaan, I never expect you to do anything you're not ready for. You were just sick in our daughter's bathroom, for Moon's sake."
Ask me about my WIPs
Another thing about light pollution and adjacent things is. They threatened my area with rolling blackouts last winter. Now this was of course largely because the AI datacenters are hogging all the electricity, but in the notifications about it they always specified that that residential areas would be the blacked out areas. Not offices. Not businesses. If you're at home and freezing, well, you can just go loiter in a McDonald's I guess. Never mind that this is extremely difficult for disabled people and often not allowed for pets.
Well, as winter turned into spring, I started biking home from work. A long, circuitous route that took me through residential areas, and past offices and businesses. Offices and businesses that were closed for the day. And yet their signs were still lit up. The lights were still on inside. There were TVs playing in empty breakrooms. All the computers in the school district offices stayed on, their monitors not even going to sleep, all night. Paused to take a break in an empty strip mall once and when I leaned against the glass of a restaurant I could hear the music still playing inside.
Like. There's something deeply rotten about the priorities here. These places that are so flagrantly wasting electricity will never be subject to the rolling blackouts that could freeze you out of your home. Not even at night, when no one is there, when they don't need their lights on. Their waste is prioritized over normal people's life.
fights I would pay to see: sigmund “everyone is attracted to someone” freud vs John “sexual desire is evil and cereal can and will fix it” Kellogg
Asked my mom who both has a MA in psychology and currently works for Kellogg’s to weigh in for the hell of it
enemies to lovers 500K slowburn
For one of the sweetest duos, a Valentine’s piece.
anyways here's jamie hewlett's views on ai and info about a new gorillaz music video
we're going back to 2d cel animation everybody!!! no more 3d!!! also jamie hewlett is based!!
~ “Progress”, 1915 editorial cartoon
Society despairs of the Modern Woman, 1915 style
History geek note: Now I’m imagining an editorial cartoon from 1615 comparing “Ye Moderne Bible Reading Woman” with the good, old-fashioned women from 1315 who didn’t insist on learning to read the bible for themselves but were content to have a learned Man of the Church interpret it for them. I’d try drawing it myself if I could draw anything other then stick figures.
The editorial cartoon from 1615 you imagine actually exists! Or at least, something a lot like it.
This is an illustration from the 1600s. First picture shows the good old days, when people carried around lances to stab people with and we actually read literature and wore spurred boots. The second picture is THE DEGENERATE PRESENT, where all these 1600s millennials wear RIBBONS and play DICE and SMOKE and DRINK STUFF FROM SNAKE FLAGONS. Damn 1600s hipsters. It was better when I was your age.
Humanity, never change.
Look! Silvermarmoset posted an editorial cartoon from the 1600s, providing more proof that no matter what century you were born into you always just missed the good old days.
Reblogging this, it’s amazing.
Early 20th century British conservative cartoonist WK Haselden ran a whole series like this in 1920, where “Maud of the Eighties” (1880s, that is; sturdy, Victorian times) was faced with modern mores generally or “Gladys of Today” specifically:
I’m sure this was a hilarious, cutting insight at the time:
By the way, Haselden himself was all of eight years old in 1880. “Born in the wrong time,” I suppose they say.
It’s hard to say how much outright disapproval Haselden was expressing when you read, for example, the below – but as I have pointed out before, things like this that read to us today as awesome were usually intended to be read as unseemly and absurd at the time.
This is a more overt example of the same sentiment:
And before giving him too much credit, I hasten to add he was a staunch anti-suffragist:
Haselden did at least seem to recognize the ironies implicit in “good ol’ days” talk:
Whatever his level of self-awareness, he seems to have reached the conclusion that the chattering class will always be thus:
Indeed, in 1921 he anticipated this entire post!
There is a chance I originally reblogged this partially in the hope David would make amazing hay of it and I WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED
I adore this post from the bottom of my history-loving heart