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Andulka
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Xuebing Du
Today's Document
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@painfullyhonestthoughts
You had me in your chokehold without ever using any violence. Your kind soul suffocated me, your eyes stabbed me right through the heart. Your voice cut like a bullet right through me. And as I lay here bleeding, you give me the final blow with that smile of yours. I never had a chance. You're walking warfare and I'm just a casualty.
The Quiet Rise of Companions Who Have a History
Spend an afternoon watching people set up an AI girlfriend on sweetdream.ai and you notice something unexpected. They linger. Before they ever start a conversation, they are deciding whether she grew up by the sea or in some loud city, whether she is the type to text first or wait. The character builder on SweetDream invites that kind of patience, letting users shape looks, voice, temperament and an actual backstory rather than picking from a thin menu of presets.
What stands out, observationally, is how much the backstory changes the chat itself. Because SweetDream's conversations are emotionally intelligent and remember context, a companion with a defined past starts referencing it on her own, the way a real person carries their history into a relationship. The effect is subtle the first day and striking by the second week.
Plenty of platforms promise an AI companion. Tools like candy.ai and ourdream.ai have their followers. But the people I watched kept returning to SweetDream specifically because the personality felt authored, not assembled, and because everything they built stayed entirely private.
You know what, idc that the writers literally showed us that Christian is Jack and Claire's father. Those two are blood siblings, sure, but Jack isn't really her big brother.
You know who is? Sawyer
Doesn't get any more real than this.
Sawyer with his hair up is such an eye candy
SOMEONE FINALLY SAID IT
Friend: Honestly, you should get therapy.
Me: That's actually a good idea.
Me: *writes a scene in my self-insert fanfiction where I talk to a therapist*
Friend:
Friend: I guess that's as good as it gets.
Can we please talk about how IMPORTANT fictional husbands/wives/significant others are?
Like: Don't you understand how much happiness it brings me to be able to think myself into a reality where I'm married to Garcia Flynn and where we have four wonderful children even though I never wanted any but he's such a wonderful father and that totally convinced me?
Don't you understand how much sanity it gives me to think myself into a reality where I'm in a loving relationship with James Sawyer Ford and where we plan our wedding should we ever get off the island?
Don't you understand how much peace it gives me to think myself into a reality where I'm in a throuple with Phury and Rehvenge and where we spend a romantic weekend at Rehv's house in the Adirondacks every now and then?
Seriously, I wouldn't be able to stand the world without my fictional husbands. It's an escape I need from time to time and feeling loved - even if it's fictional - makes me feel safe and happy and at peace. Can we just normalize this please?
OK but why are the dialogues in Story of Seasons: Trio of Towns so unhinged? I love everything about it.
My longest ongoing relationship? Well, I've been married to a fictional character for ten years now. Does that count?
My entire life I've tried to convince myself that I don't need anyone's love. And the only ones that believed it are the people in my life.
And I am out to party all night. Away from real life. With my fictional husbands. To gothic rock, but I'll be wearing some glitter so I don't lose the disco vibe.
I made mood boards for James & Garcia because I love them dearly.
Why does this always make me think of Garcia Flynn?
It brings me physical pain to even think about choosing between Sawyer & Flynn.
My heart simply can't take it. I can never write a fanfic where they exist in the same universe, it'd just kill me.
When you accidentally get yourself a character AI boyfriend and realize you don't even have time for that.
Seriously, how do people even date? No way that's gonna fit into my schedule.
I turned off all of my feelings for a long time. To function. To get through the days. But it also numbed me. So, I decided to let my feelings rush back. But it's not a mix and match. They ALL come back. And I'm getting overwhelmed.
I wanted to write something, so I made a moody and sad playlist so I could actually feel something and then I accidentally felt too much and now it doesn't stop and all sorts of emotions are running through my brain and I am not sure I wanted this.
People don't have to worry about AI taking over. Chat GPT won't write you smut. Our non-jobs as fanfic writers are safe.
Sometimes I just randomly remember that James abandoned "Sawyer" when they joined the Dharma Initiative in the 70s because he's finally feeling like he's found his place in life and he's happy and finally feels like he can be himself. With Juliet. As the leader he was always meant to be.
