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I saw AI generated Steddie art and everybody's just brushing by it to praise the story that the art goes along with. I can tell it's AI based off of multiple factors. But I don't want to be mean and make a big "call out" post about the AI art. What do you guys suggest I do?
It's just disappointing to see people let AI art slide because the story it goes with is cute or something—there are too many Steddie artists in this fandom to just be casually excusing AI art in favor of writing. Should I just post the reblog I have in my drafts, or is that too harsh and mean and critical?
Like, I think I can be critical of somebody who is also making art (by writing), but I don't want it to come off as me being mean, y'know? And I also don't want it to cause other people to be mean to the OP, because that's not cool at all.
Okay, in case you were curious, this is the post I was talking about! Now, here's the thing, the original post has the art now removed. Alright, dude, you removed the art good on you.
But!
I just realized that the OP from my reblog had removed the AI art, but then also removed my reblog from their notes!
Hey, dude, I'm calling out that you're making unethical art! AI art has been proven to be harmful to the environment, that goes for all generative AI—ChatGPT prompts, OpenAI art, AI generated text, AI generated memes, etc. This AI art that you made, OP, was clearly basing itself off of somebody else's art.
There's this wonderful drawing of Steve and his parents, which can be found here, that shares a shocking and disturbing resemblance to the AI's version of Steve Harrington. Now, am I saying this art is the only one to influence this AI image? No, but the similarities are stark and real.
It's also been brought to my attention, OP from my reblog, that you have used generative AI before for Steddie related art. (I saw the Eddie Hobbit AI—what the fuck are those tattoos? One of them looks like a curled up shrimp on his left forearm; last I remember, Eddie doesn't have a shrimp tattooed on him! Not to mention, OP, the guitar's fret board is entirely inaccurate! If you took the time to research what a fucking guitar looks like, you'd notice the little dots that are indicated on some of the frets—typically to show every other fret—are never directly next to each other! And I should know, I've been playing an acoustic guitar—much like the one Hobbit Eddie is holding in your little AI image—for over ten years, which is well over half of my life at this point). You are not slick, OP, it is clear you are prompting an AI machine to make art for you. And that's beyond disappointing. That's frustrating and ugly. Considering, too, that it seems like the AI is scraping the internet and basing the looks of your Steddie characters from other people's art; people, mind you, who are most likely still a part of the Steddie/Stranger Things fandom!
The people who do post real and authentic and beautiful art in this fandom are people who are some of the kindest individuals you'll ever meet, most likely work day jobs, they do this art in their free time, they want to work with you and make these images as accurate as possible, and some of them are making small amounts of money in commissions. And for you to act like what you're doing is something to be hidden; to delete comments, reblogs, etc. that is calling out the fact that you are generating art—that is all bullshit behavior.
Write what you want to write. Post stories. Make people coo and awe and cheer over your words, but stop this shit with scraping our own fandom for art that is soulless, inaccurate, and an amalgamation of estimations. Seriously, man, that is so completely uncool of you.
And I wanted to be nice, dude, but to see the fact that you hid my reblog from your followers and from other people outside of your blog, that is disgusting behavior, man.
Own up to the fact that you did use AI to make art for you. Apologize or something for it. It's easier to admit that you did something wrong instead of trying to bury that wrong under more wrongs. You're digging yourself a deeper hole by hiding your use of AI.
And, to everybody else reading this, obviously this an Anti-AI zone. I don't fuck around with this horseshit. It's destroying communities by way of pollution, it's using our clean water sources, it's using more energy than we could ever imagine using. And for what? Three dudes looking in different directions?
Get fucking real.
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Every Season Has Its Change: Part 7!
(Sorry if u missed the poll, that’s what we’re calling this now)
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Max was right about the boys being off that day. They had beat him and the older Hellfire members to the lunch table, and when they arrived, Eddie caught the end of their hushed conversation.
“I was gonna call this morning, but then I remembered the time difference.” Dustin said, tapping his fork on his tray.
“This is so stupid.” Mike rolled his eyes, he was clearly trying to play cool, but the table was shaking slightly with the anxious bounce of his leg.
Lucas put a hand out. “Everything’s probably fine. If it wasn’t, we would have heard something by now-“
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Also like to point out that when her mother says “I was your mother much upon these years that you are now a maid,” (translation: I had you when I was your age) you have to remember her father’s words: “earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she,” (translation: all the other children died.) The whole plot point of Juliet being an only child is explained by her mother being a Margaret Beaufort type who had her first child too young and it damaged her past the point of being able to bear more children.
Margaret Beaufort died in 1509. She was a major player in the Wars of the Roses, the swirling on-again-off-again civil wars that consumed England from 1455-1487. Romeo and Juliet was written and first performed in the early 1590s. Your average English person of Shakespeare’s day would probably have had at least a vague understanding of who she was and what happened to her, because she was a key figure in recent history and was still getting passed around as a cautionary tale.
There are two great problems with what happened to Margaret (and that her parents are trying to do to Juliet). One is easy for modern people to spot (but was also a common response back in her own day). And that’s the moral implications of what was done to her. She was too young to be married, and it was horrifying that she was forced into it so young. Every one of the adults around her either acted immorally or failed to protect her. They were wrong. This is what modern people see, and it’s important to remember that people back in her day mostly agreed with it. You’re supposed to think it’s fucked up! When girls were married that young (and it didn’t happen often!) it was a formality 99% of the time. It was for dynastic or financial reasons (the girl has lots of money and/or land and/or a title that her husband wants), but the “couple” don’t consummate their marriage for years. And it’s not just that they would have separate bedrooms. They might not even live in the same country until the girl was in her late teens and physically and mentally mature enough to bear and raise kids. Hell, a lot of times they didn’t even meet until the girl was older! They had this thing called “proxy marriage” where you would have two separate ceremonies, in two separate places, with each party saying their vows separately, one in one city and the other in a different one. So, yeah, sure, the girl was technically married at 12, but she didn’t actually meet her “husband” in person until she was 17 and they didn’t start sleeping together until she was 20. That was a thing they did.
The other problem, the one that modern people don’t notice, is dynastic. See, marriage wasn’t generally because you loved someone. It was because you had the resources to support a family, and you or your family wanted to pool those resources with someone. It’s about “our family has these resources, and we want that to continue.” It’s about continuity across generations. It’s about making sure that your children and grandchildren have the best possible resources to survive and thrive, whether those resources are land or a trade or a title or money or whatever. In order for this to work, you have to have kids! The family and the family’s resources depend on the married couple having children. If the couple doesn’t have children, the marriage is a failure. And that failure affects not only the couple, but both families. This is a really big problem. And you can’t have just one kid to pass on the family name, because half of all kids die in early childhood. If you want to be safe, you need several kids, to be sure at least one will survive to adulthood (when they can marry and pass on the family name and resources.
You know what happens when a girl has her first pregnancy too young? She is very likely to either die in childbirth, or have complications that destroy her future fertility. Just like Margaret Beaufort. Just like Juliet’s mother. In other words, the marriage is a failure, not just for her, but also for her family, and her husband (who can’t divorce her, it’s not allowed except in extremely rare circumstances), and her husband’s family. So even the people who didn’t have a moral problem with adult men having sex with pubescent girls had a practical problem with girls married too young because you are very likely to destroy the entire purpose of the marriage by doing it. As Shakespeare reminds us in the play through Juliet’s mother having been married too young and only having one child.
Shakespeare is telling us “yeah, this is fucked up. but even if you’re the kind of awful person who doesn’t think girls marrying too young is morally wrong, it’s also a problem for practical and dynastic reasons, don’t forget that by doing this wrong thing you are very likely to destroy what you most want out of it.”
Interesting
It bears repeating:
don’t forget that by doing this wrong thing you are very likely to destroy what you most want out of it.”
yes, excellent discussion!
another thing i noticed, the year my local community shakespeare theater did r&j, and i made the costumes so i got to watch the show every night: part of why capulet is telling paris, take your time, get to know each other, no rush, is that he still has his nephew tybalt as his heir. as long as tybalt is in the picture, there is no pressure on juliet to go further with paris, than get acquainted. once tybalt is killed, then suddenly capulet needs an heir, he needs a husband for juliet, now, this week. (the role of capulet is best given to the actor in the company that can do over the top apoplexy, you need to believe his urgency comes at least in part by how clearly he could drop dead any moment from giving himself a stroke)
i feel like this play is often taught in middle schools as if it was somehow relevant to, or about, teen hormone storms. really it's got more to do with the social structures around family and inheritance. leaving that context out makes it confusing, why is capulet suddenly flipping from nice dad to evil dad?
art history matters.
Romeo and Juliet is a beautiful, poignant play with commentary about social/political structures and violence, the treatment of young women, generational trauma, etc. and the fact that so many people water it down to romantic young love and teenage hormones will forever piss me off.
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“Superman’s suit should be Kryptonian” “Ma Kent should make Superman’s suit at home” or how about the third fun option where the suit is the Kryptonian skinsuit BUT it gets damaged by Kryptonite and Ma Kent has to figure out how to sew/mend Kryptonian cloth that seems to have a mind of its own and won’t stop SQUIRMING.
Thousands of years of Kryptonian technology vs one Midwestern mom with her favorite show on? I’m putting my money on Ma.
From my reply: maybe the repairs have to be done as a tiny line of kryptonian script which is why ma’s stitches keep coming out. Until she gets it under her lamp and magnifying crochet glass and realizes that’s how all the other repairs were made! Then she painstakingly hand stitches the kryptonian script and it turns out this is a highly specialized career back on krypton that took decades to master and she figured it out in one or two days
ok final thought: the same line is used over and over again, and Ma assumes it’s some sort of prayer/saying/purposeful sentence. protective.
Clark translates it for her: “May the script of this House (El) protect you.”
thousands of tiny overlapping lines where the suit repaired itself in the Fortress; and then, in Ma’s delicate blue stitching, carefully inscribed: “May the script of this House protect you.”
in her stitching, the meaning changes ever so slightly. there isn’t a symbol or glyph for the Kent House, but the thread speaks for itself.
Clark Kent carries the blessings of both Houses on his skin, always.
nothing funnier to me than when AI does math wrong. like I get why it happens, it's a language model that's treating the numbers you feed it as words rather than integers and then giving you an answer based on how those words typically appear in a block of text instead of actually performing a calculation. but the one thing computers are genuinely incredible at. you fucked up a perfectly good calculator is what you did, look at it it's got hallucinations
The calculator is having hallucinations.
Part One
There’s a bloody and battered Steve Harrington on Phil Callahan’s couch.
There’s also a somewhat shellshocked (but otherwise perfectly fine, thank God) Eddie Munson passed out on the other side of it, having refused to leave after dragging Harrington to Phil’s front door.
Hopper and Powell both are unable to be raised via radio, dispatch is being cagey and keeps insisting they know nothing (but also cannot send an ambulance his way due to ‘unusually high call volumes’, what the fuck) and being that it’s now 3 am, Flo has long left the station.
Which leaves Phil as the last adult standing, slumped in a chair and quietly wondering if this is how the apocalypse starts.
(Given the ER has apparently been overtaken by some sort of government task force to deal with a “gas leak and related poisonings” --suspicious quotation marks very much implied-- it kind of feels like it might be.
Eddie getting a little possessive when Steve tells him he’s going to work as a lifeguard over the summer again. The idea of all those people staring at his Steve, in those ridiculous swim trunks and tank top, just doesn’t sit right.
He doesn’t try to dissuade Steve, though, because he knows how much his boyfriend loves that job and they also could really use the extra money to replace their lumpy mattress.
What Eddie does do is go to the goddamn pool every chance he has, even though his poor skin was definitely not made for that kind of blazing sun, just to make sure no one was getting any funny ideas in their heads regarding their hot lifeguard.
He gets the worst case of sunburn of his life that summer, and Steve spends his nights rubbing aloe on his boyfriend’s angry red skin. Eddie does not regret it even a little bit.
Okay, I wasn't going to ship all over a positivity post, but let me tell you. I immediately Steddify'd it.
Steve "I haven't met a sport I can't fucking rock" Harrington
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Eddie "If I'm running, you better run faster because some terrifying shit is chasing me" Munson
Let's say this is an alt meeting college AU. Steve is training for a marathon every morning at the buttcrack of dawn. Eddie, who never wants to be up before 7:30 am for anything (no, not even getting ready for his class at 8 am, thanks Chrissy), is up at this ungodly hour because he kind of never went to sleep and he's actually headed home from an all-night rager
But Eddie sees Steve and he's short-circuiting, like - holy shit, those short shorts could kill a man in 0.5s.
Steve runs up to Eddie, beams at him, and starts making easy conversation after a couple of deep breaths. And Eddie is torn between impressed, jealous, horny (what else can that lung capacity do, baby? - please do not say that out loud, Munson), and trying to keep up with Steve's chatter.
Eventually, Steve comes to a stop and looks at Eddie like he's expecting an answer. And Eddie "mouth first" Munson agrees without thinking, "Sure, yeah," hoping that that answer makes sense at all.
It seems to, because Steve grins. "Okay, meet me at the courtyard on campus at 5:30 tomorrow morning? We can get started then."
Six months of walking, jogging, and running for a marathon Eddie does not give a shit about, but hey, he gets to flirt with and ogle Steve in his short shorts as much as he wants, the big day arrives.
And as much as he hates to admit it, Eddie really enjoys Steve keeping pace with him, making sure they both drink plenty of water, and shouting encouragements the entire way to the finish line, and that makes him enjoy the marathon as a whole. By the end, he's grinning through the sweat pouring from his tied-up curls.
And when Steve yells as he gets that last burst of adrenaline, "Woo, look at you go! You're jogging! Keep it up!"
He shouts back, "You know it! Last place is still a place, baby!"
He and Steve cross the finish line together. Steve is laughing. "You're not in last place, Eds, not even close."
And Eddie, still panting, shakes his head and laughs. "I only did all of this because I liked you."
"Liked? Past tense?" And Eddie still doesn't know where Steve's insecurity comes from, but when he finds out he might have commit murder -- or at least petty vandalism.
"I still like you. I'm pretty sure I love you, if that--" Steve kisses him before he can finish his sentence, so he probably doesn't mind that Eddie is head over heels without taking him on a single date.
That's okay, they have plenty of dates to make up for that in the future.
Okay but a sci-fi/futuristic au where at the very tender age of 10 Dustin codes his first ai program (I know, triggering right now, bear with me) presumably to be just an online assistant type thing to keep his mom or his adoptive brother off his back, to text his friends back so they don’t think he died in the middle of a science experiment, and to play his music while he works. To play video games with him since his friends don’t want to as much anymore.
He names it Eddie, because it’s pretty buggy in the beginning and keeps playing this ancient metal band.
Anyways Dustin doesn’t really notice that Eddie’s kind of become a little more than your regular ai assistant when Steve scowls at him and says, “Hey, your computer is being a dick to me.”
When he looks, he realizes Eddie’s chat algorithm has evolved to include personality. So Dustin, being the responsible scientist he is, absolutely helps it evolve more. And swears Steve to secrecy. Steve luckily loves Dustin and doesn’t want him sent to jail.
By the time he’s packing for university, Eddie had cultivated his own developed voice, a sprite for himself to show up at inopportune times, and a near decade-long beef with his brother.
“Dustin! Your robot is being a bitch to me again!”
“Your music sucks Steve-o, that’s not bitching, that’s facts,” Eddie’s voice calls from a near by speaker, sounding deeply pleased with himself.
“He’s not a robot,” Dustin groans for what feels like the millionth time. Yet, he adds internally, however. He is going to school for biomechanics for a reason.
So, of course, being the responsible scientist, Dustin makes an illegal android.
And just to piss Steve off more, he makes Eddie taller than him.
And Eddie, who has become Dustin’s closest friend, is overwhelmed and over joyed. They spend months just hanging out, introducing Eddie to his friends. It’s great. Eddie is so much like a real person that Dustin kind of forgets he’s not.
So of course Eddie reminds him in the worst way.
A few weeks of avoidance and hijinks later finds Dustin in his spare bedroom, hands over his eyes, screeching "please tell me you did not fuck my brother?" followed very quickly by "please tell mE YOU DID NOT FUCK MY ILLEGAL ROBOT."
a boob squeeze a day keeps the anxiety away 😌
Dick works undercover for a few weeks as a Bank Teller in Gotham to try to locate, gather information, and stop another employee of the bank that’s suspected to be linked to a chain of bank robberies and check fraud that has been plaguing Gotham in these past few months.
Robberies are normal for a Gotham bank, a weekly occurrence even, so when a group of thugs in two face goon getup start firing bullets into the air and telling everyone to get on the ground; they were expecting everyone to follow protocol and comply to the demands so the criminals can get out of the building as fast as possible… what they DIDNT expect was for a scrawny black haired teen who went to the bank just to use the bathroom to casually grab the gunman’s hand and snap the man’s arm like it was a twig.
Madeline Fenton is a 6th degree black belt who believes very strongly that her children should be capable of self defense. Sure, she meant for them to use it against ghosts somehow, but the point stands.
Danny's had at least a decade of martial arts being drilled into his head along with weapons handling. Getting the drop on a guy who maybe does kickboxing at the gym casually and isn't expecting resistance is easy mode.
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i saw somebody say “what if you’re gone and i haven’t become anything yet” and basically that broke me on a random thursday evening
OP, this is genuinely a masterpiece, three poems in one, moving and well craft. Please tell me you have submitted it to at least some poetry contests, and if not, please do so.
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its crazy how nobody has ever been as objectively beautiful as danny john-jules in red dwarf and nobody ever will be again
I'll forever be chasing this high
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all you guys talkin about catboys this n catboys that better pay respects to the motherfuckinnn ✨🪩ORIGINAL🪩✨catboy
this diva STRUTTED so dan from dan and phil could post that slutty lil sweatshirt pic in cat ears❗️
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