I hate seeing ai ads that will "create fanfiction" for you. I hate ai ads in general, but espically those. I think more and more people are forgetting just how actually creative WE are and the effects it has. I'll just use a fandom I like as an example: The marauders fandom. Like.. We created a whole ass world for them pretty much and we all get excited and happy over each other's headcanons. There's community, you know? People getting to share their thoughts together and the end result is an entire tag for it and characters getting added in like it's a whole new story, and it's so amazing. Like no girl.. You don't need ai, WE did that as a community of people. Or another example is my bestfriend @emuririri having a silly headcanon about sonar being a mini bat and that sparked an entire community on his tiktok from a drawing he made. Ai could never amount to the same feeling as that.
Ai also has a very specific way of writing where it just steals what we're doing anyways. Besides, a big part of what makes fanfiction fun is seeing everyone's individual writing styles and getting to pick your favorite writers based off their energy and writing style. You'll basically just be reading the same style and phrasing over and over and over. It's JUST like how ALL the character ai bots act. None of them are unique and all end up acting and saying the same things. It's fun to look foward to what someone will write instead of just having it at your hand and have it feel lifeless and void of excitement to write. I can't stress enough how important I think community is- espically since it's a safe place for a lot of people and there's just nothing exciting about ai. It's interesting for us to know bits and pieces about each other because we're brought together by a special interest. Ai can say it has whatever life, but we know it's not true.
A lot of people also don't realize that your writing doesn't HAVE to be like.. Author winning material. Just writing down your silly thoughts, any thoughts will let you find your people. You don't have to be so creative to write oh.. Idk.. A 10k word fanfiction. I can't even do that, I can't even properly describe what a character is doing because I'm best with just writing out headcanons and what they're saying instead of doing, but I still make do. It doesn't have to be a list of headcanons either- it can just be one silly sentance like, "I headcanon yusuke kitagawa can speak some french" and some people will agree and you can be apart of a community.
Destroying the environment really isn't worth it when there are actual people who can write a fanfic with actual emotion and you can just FEEL the love and consideration put into it. Or if you're a smut reader, you can feel their freak, whatever, you do you, girl right? Whatever you like to read on AO3, tumblr, wattpad, ect. Gurl trust, I use to like AI too when I was around 14 or 15 and all my friends were using c.ai and being silly, but it just gets repetitive and boring (and I didnt realize at the time the bad effect it had on the environment), and I imagine thats how ai fics feel. It feels so much better to just go into my notes app and put a lock on something I don't want others reading or finding friends you can roleplay with (THAT WILL GIVE YOU ACTUAL UNIQUE RESPONSES. Fucking poly ai ads saying "oh our bots give unique and captivating responses" gurl shut up no you don't, you're just like chai and c.ai BECAUSE YOU ALL STEAL FROM FANFIC WRITERS!!!) Like I have so much fun role playing as my ocs with my bestfriend in a stupid roblox game, ai could never replace him.
Wouldn't you prefer feeling excited and happy knowing another real life person shares your thoughts on a character or story rather than AI just agreeing with you and blandly giving it to you?
And if you do genuinely have a problem with any creativity, then I beg of you to just ask a real life person to write or draw something for you. In this time, commisions are needed more than ever for artists of all kind. Trust me the excitement and happiness you get finding out someone wrote or drew something for you is way better than ai slop.
PAIRING: david corenswet as “clark kent” from “superman (2025)” x black!fem!reader
SUMMARY: inspired by “Sugar On My Tongue” by Tyler, The Creator + in which Clark loves using your mouth every chance he gets and you love the taste of him on your tongue. 🧡
TAGLIST (comment to be added!): @myhobari 🧡
you were the only person who knew the other side of Clark — the side with biggest fantasies and his darkest desires. in public, he was this timid, kind, and lovable teddy bear who stammered over his words whenever he got too nervous or embarrassed by something and would go to the ends of the Earth — literally — to help solve a problem.
but in private? Clark was the biggest freak of them all.
he’d fuck you so often that you could no longer cum without needing his assistance. he’d leave your body sore and your voice hoarse and you’d still end up begging for more before the night was over. he’d fuck you all over the house — including against the walls and pinning you there with his super strength — in as many positions as he could think of, even going as far as to bending you over the staircase and giving you rough backshots with his bicep pressing against your throat.
but his favorite thing of all time? fucking your throat raw until he came.
he loved watching your eyes water and roll back as you choked on his dick. the way you’d deep-throat him with ease yet struggle to breath once he took control and started fucking your throat. the way you’d hum and moan against him each time he praised how good you were taking him and how good your mouth felt.
God, he loved it all, and you did, too.
even though it left your throat sore, you loved when Clark would fuck your throat. the rough and aggressive way he’d do it completely contradicted his usual meek and gentle behavior and it would leave your panties soaked every time he took control when you were giving him head.
his moans, groans, whimpers, and even his ‘golly’s were music to your ears when you were on your knees, and you especially loved listening to the way his breathing would hitch when he’d enter your mouth and pick up when he was close to climaxing.
deep down inside, you were just as raunchy as he was.
currently, you were on your knees in the living room in front of the couch and your hands rested on Clark’s thighs as he gripped the back of your head and fucked your throat at a quick and deep pace, his head fallen back against the couch cushions and his mouth agape while his fingers tangled in your braids.
“g-golly, baby… th-that—mmh!—that mouth on you,” Clark moaned, his breathing ragged, as he lowered his head and looked down at you with hooded eyes, watching his dick go in and out of your slick mouth with ease, “so perfect, princess… so p-pretty for me when you’re o-on your knees like this.”
you moaned around his dick in response, sending vibrations through him while your tongue swirled around every inch of it could touch. suddenly, Clark shoved your head down and kept it there, your nose flush against his pelvis, as he started to grind and roll his hips up into your mouth, moans and groans pouring frequently from his parted lips while his grip on your hair tightened.
“baby…” Clark moaned, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose, as his eyelids fluttered and he blinked rapidly to keep them open, not wanting to look away from the sight of you on your knees with his dick in your mouth, “i-i’m gonna—hah!—gonna cum, honey… g-gonna fill your p-precious little throat with my cum. would you l-like that, darlin’?”
you hummed in response, your eyes never leaving into his face. without warning, Clark started thrusted into your throat again with much more fervor than before, his head slowly leaning back against the couch cushions while heavy pants and moans fell from his mouth. saliva started dripping down your chin from his pace and it dripped down into your shirt, but you didn’t care or move to wipe it away.
you couldn’t think about anything else at that moment but Clark and his impending orgasm.
Clark’s hips stuttered and he shoved your head down again as he let out a guttural moan and his eyebrows furrowed, his cum spurting down your throat and filling your mouth with his seed.
“yes… yes… mmh…” Clark moaned softly, his noises breathy, as his chest heavily heaved up and down and he tried to catch his breath, his grip loosening on your hair and letting you get up for air.
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