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chatgpt didn’t invent the emdash and they can’t fucking have it. it’s mine.
How to use Em Dash (—) and Semi Colon ( ; )
Since the ai accusations are still being thrown around, here's how i personally like to use these GASP ai telltales. 🦄✨
Em Dashes (—)
To emphasize a shift / action / thought.
They're accusing us—actually accusing us—of using AI.
To add drama.
They dismissed our skills as AI—didn't even think twice, the dimwits—and believed they were onto something.
To insert a sudden thought. Surely they wouldn't do that to us—would they?
To interrupt someone's speech. "Hey, please don't say that. I honed my craft through years of blood and tears—" "Shut up, prompter."
To interrupt someone's thoughts / insert a sudden event.
We're going to get those kudos. We're going to get those reblogs—
A chronically online Steve commented, “it sounds like ai, idk.”
Semi Colons ( ; )
To join two closely related independent sentences / connect ideas.
Not only ChatGPT is capable of correct punctuation; who do you think it learned from in the first place?
Ultimate pro tip: use them whenever the fudge you want. You don't owe anyone your creative process. 🌈
Walter Crane (1845-1915), ‘The Worker’s May Pole’, “The Art of Walter Crane”, 1902 Source
The author's poorly disguised fetish
The author's proudly displayed fetish
The author's fetish you're pretty sure they don't realise they have
The author's fetish which they're firmly convinced everyone has and is just pretending otherwise
The author's non-sexual special interest which just sounds like a fetish because of their habitually unfortunate phrasing
The fetish the author is making a well-meaning effort to cater to in spite of clearly not understanding it themselves
The author's fetish that never quite makes it into the text because they keep getting sidetracked by the requisite worldbuilding
The author's utterly pedestrian sexual preference which the text treats like a bizarre fetish because they've got shit to work through
The author's seemingly innocuous recurring trope they're going to have a personal revelation about ten years down the road
The author's fetish you missed on a first reading because it's so far out of pocket, it never occurred to you that you could sexualise that
Crazy to think that this is all Ronald Reagan’s fault
I dont care what you're referring to. You are right.
Ben Wyatt the sitcom character ever. He became mayor of his town at 18 and bankrupt it making a winter sports complex. He’s terrified of cops. “Who hasn’t had gay thoughts.” He’s played by Adam Scott. He has a rollerskating kink. He writes Star Trek slashfic. He loves calzones. His knee jerk, subconscious reaction to someone calling Leslie a bitch was to punch him in the face. He buckled in his briefcase. Even he’s dancing. He named his calculator. He thought the idea of Leslie being a dictator was hot. He makes claymation. He’s like a milf. He made a board game. He’s a human disaster.
read in 2025: a discovery of witches by deborah harkness
It begins with absence and desire. It begins with blood and fear. It begins with a discovery of witches.
do it scared do it stupid do it alone etc etc but don’t do it hungry. eat a snack first
my sexual fantasy is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me
you're not turning your fandom hobby into a job are you? giving yourself deadlines and quotas that you have to meet? focusing on the numbers instead of your enjoyment of the act of creation?
you desire love but push away affection? what are you? written by Dostoevsky?
"I am going to get a good grade in ___________, a thing that is both normal to want and possible to achieve" drifts through my brain with positively alarming regularity.
Richard Papen is truly god's strongest soldier because imagine being in love with every single member of your friend group and then learning said friends regularly host hedonistic rituals in which they all sleep together and to which you alone are not invited
Was at the art museum earlier and i have a new favourite painting
Is this not the cutest??? Its called ”Me and Brita” and this guy in 1895 was like ”i love this kid so much imma do a painting of us having fun so the world will always know how much i loved her and what a good time we had”
the painting in the background is looking at them like “my word what a cool pair”
More specifically that is Carl Larsson with one of his 8 children.
He came from a extremely poor and abusive background but worked his way into fine society, where he fell in love with fellow artist Karin Bergöö, and his works shifted to painting his home life.
Painting titled "My Loved Ones"
[in reference to his career] "the most immediate and lasting part of my life's work. these pictures are of course a very genuine expression of my personality, of my deepest feelings, of all my limitless love for my wife and children."
OMFG I used to work at Carl’s house which in now a museum in Falun, Sweden, and now his art is on my dash!
I could tell so many stories about this family, but to sum it up they lived the definition of what we would call a cottagecore life where both Carl and Karin worked as artists in their dream house that they designed and built together. It really was an artist’s home built with pure love, and also a big contrast to what a typical Swedish home looked like at the time. The late 1800s trend was to have a dark home with gothic vibes and brown and dark red colours. The Larsson’s home though is bright and colourful with big windows and homemade textiles sewn by Karin.
I also wanted to tell a bit about Brita, the cute little girl on her father’s shoulders in the painting in the original post. She was the fifth child of seven and felt sometimes like she didn’t get enough attention from her dad as a middle child in a big family. To get more time with her dad she would ask him to paint only her as often as possible since then she could talk to him without any of her siblings annoying them. This is how she became the most painted of all the children with hundreds of portraits made with her as the model. She was 89 years old when she died in 1982 and loved to talk about her childhood and those many, many painting sessions with dad.
This is one of my favourite paintings of Carl Larsson, A Viking Raid in Dalarna. Here we have all the children in a boat during a cool summer’s eve (from left, Pontus, Brita, Lisbeth, Ulf, Kersti, Esbjörn, Suzanne).
I reblogged this post too quickly before checking the notes and seeing this fantastic addition. I love how Brita came up with a solution to her problem -- wanting some undivided attention from her father -- in a way that worked for both of them.
She is my hope and for that she is dangerous, unequivocally, but she is also alive, unreservedly. It took this long for me to finally understand.
Alone With You in the Ether, Olivie Blake.
If there's no scene that flashes between young and old Daniel and Armand having sex I will shoot my TV. There needs to be a scene of Daniel and Armand having sex that flashes between them being old and young and Armand staying the same. It's like everything and nothing has changed. It's like coming home but not knowing if it's the same home you had before. Wondering if this is the home you want. Fuck it needs to happen I'll shoot my fucking TV if it doesn't.