queen-schadenfreude
mikkeneko
midnight mass spoilers!!!
midnight mass is not what i would refer to as 'a comedy' but hands down the funniest moment is when the benjamin button vampire priest is watching the hordes of cannibalistic undead townsfolk slowly amble towards him in the dark after tearing their loved ones to pieces and his response is literally like "you know bev i think i bungled this one"
i thought this was about mass as in what catholics do
It is
n9evepulgas
mooifyourecows
Saw my first post with someone admitting they used chatGPT to ‘write a fic’ which they then shared here on tumblr and on Ao3.
To be clear, using AI to churn out a piece of fiction is not writing.
Using a bot (possibly one that was trained using a scrape of Ao3, that is to say, the theft of work from every writer who has posted their work on Ao3) is NOT WRITING.
It is theft. It isn’t creation. It’s a regurgitation of the consumed collective work and effort and heart and time of every writer who has shared their work on Ao3.
‘I’m not a good writer’ is no excuse.
Want to be a writer? Put in the time everyone else does to practice.
Don’t feel confident in your work? Open yourself up to the same vulnerability and risk that the rest of us do.
You don’t get to use a fucking bot to vomit out an approximation of a story and pretend you’ve got skin in the game.
The sad thing? This bot-assembled fic wasn’t bad. It was bland, but it had internal logic, some passing context to character and canon. It wasn’t like those early AI art pieces that had surreal compositions and extra fingers. It wasn’t immediately obvious it was made by a bot.
In this instance the person who posted it admitted they had used a bot. Which, actually, I have some respect for. But it probably isn’t the first and it won’t be the last.
I don’t know that there’s a solution to this, but it is both hurting my heart and enraging me.
Just wanted to add to this really important post. (Thank you sm @shealwaysreads)
I think part of the issue here is that people who do this think of fic as an end product. As a thing to be consumed. As content.
That's not fanfic.
Fic, in its essence, is the act of creation, of transformation. It is critically analyzing characters, exploring ideas, relationships, societal values, the dynamics of love and sexuality... the list goes on. Fic is a process that encapsulates all of this, the effort to make something that means something. That says something about what it means to be human (yes, kinky smut included). That takes vulnerability and guts and love to put out into the world.
If you think of fic as content that is there to be consumed, then yeah, it makes sense to find a quick and easy way to produce it. If the point for you is getting attention (kudos, reblogs, etc) with little to no work, using AI is tempting. But that's a capitalistic mindset that entirely negates what fanfic is.
If we instead think of fanfic as a creative process, then AI fic is not fanfic at all. Call it something else.
Lukewarm take from left field. I'm not threatened by this, in part because I write weird. Like, nobody following me is here for a bot-logical good story. If I thought my writing could be indistinguishable from a bot, I would *die* terrifically.
Fascinating to see a take on a post about the intrusion of ai tech into a creative community be so entirely focused on the self.
To clarify for anyone confused:
I made my original post because this is the first time I saw it happening, despite the fact we all knew this was coming as soon as midjourney landed in the art scene and we heard about the ao3 scrape.
While my writing is my own, and I’m secure and proud of it, I’m not under any self-congratulatory illusion that I was that good when I started. Many of the fics I’ve read by first-time writers are similar to what this bot produced, and those writers still deserve basic respect and civility.
Anyone working under the delusion that ai tech won’t get better at its manipulation of the data is sadly mistaken. If you haven’t been following the ai progress on visual art, you might have missed that you can now request pieces to be produced in the specific style of an established artist. And the bots can do that now! They can make visual pieces almost indistinguishable from the original artist’s style—no matter how unique, or weird, that original artist’s style is.
My post wasn’t about me, or my writing. It was about the encroachment of ai and the accompanying cultural devaluation of human artistic expression outside of the work-based capitalist model.
It was about the impact of wholesale thefts of a community’s collective work.
It was about the meaning and importance of people’s generosity in sharing their genuine creations.
It was about vulnerability and the creative process being more important than the ego.
Pulling this out of Tee's tags because it's brilliant:
I am interested in reflections on the human condition from other human beings. I am not interested in the guided narrative of a theft powered sophisticated averaging machine.
Thank you for saying this so powerfully @skeptiquewrites
If the point for you is getting attention (kudos, reblogs, etc) with little to no work, using AI is tempting. But that's a capitalistic mindset that entirely negates what fanfic is.
Hitting the nail on the head @thehoneybeet
If I ever come across a fic that I liked and discovered it was written by a bot I would feel extremely cheated tbh. I'd rather read a badly written fic by a first time writer who poured their heart and time and love for their fandom into that fic than some souless attempt for clout, kudos, and online attention that AI fanfic "creators" have posted.
AI is a plague on creativity and I truly hope we can find ways to make it fail.
htbthomas
sunflowersturn
You should be allowed to buy a hot, rotisserie chicken from the grocery store with EBT. You should be allowed to buy toothpaste and toilet paper. You should be allowed to buy otc medications. EBT should be expanded to include all basic necessities and be increased to match.
sagechan
i’m thinking of that post that’s like “it’s good and healthy to have friendships with people of different ages.”
i’m thinking of last night, when i sat with the 70 year-old husband of the woman who’d been in my creative writing classes eight years ago. she died in 2020, and now i visit her husband every month. i’m helping him publish her novel that she worked on for ten years but didn’t finish before we lost her. we lost her. her husband, her children, and me, who was only 19 when i met her in class and immediately she was like “you’re one of my kids now, even though all my kids are in their 30s and married and i would be ‘too old’ to have children again, you’re my kid now.” and we would joke in that class that she really was our “poetry mom.” but more than that, she was my friend. i wrote her letters when i moved across the country for grad school. we sent each other long emails about our lives and our families. we signed notes to each other “Your No. 1 Fan,” because we were each other’s first and dearest readers of the writing we were just beginning to mature in, me in my twenties and she in her sixties.
i’m thinking of last night, when her husband was telling me the story of how hard she could be on their kids when it came to school–because she loved them, because she expected the best from them and wanted the best for them–when he stopped speaking and his eyes lifted past my head, and he stared at something for a few moments. then he nodded to it and said, “that’s our wedding photo.” and i turned and it’s there behind me and there they are, just kids themselves. time folds in on itself, and he is remembering another story, and he says suddenly, “everything, all the things you ever fought about, it doesn’t matter. none of them matter. and you regret every fight, when they’re gone, you stay up at night thinking about it, trying to remember what you were so angry about, and you can’t, it isn’t there, you can’t remember.” and I say, “the sweet and happy moments only exist because there are the bitter moments too.” and he lifts his hands in a shrug and says, “you never know when you are in the sweet part of life. you never know to look around and appreciate it. until the bitter, the bad, comes along, and you struggle through it, and when you come out the other side, there is happiness again. and the love is always there.”
i’m thinking of how we treat our elders. i’m thinking of how many times i’ve read about people regretting their fights when their partner dies. and i’m thinking of how here, before me, is this real person who has experienced such a loss i will never know. i have lost the exact same person, but we knew her differently. and he is sharing it with me all the same. and i’m thinking again of how it is good and healthy and normal and necessary to build and maintain relationships with people of all ages. to keep and guard the memories of culture, and connection, and community. to receive the instructions of how to live and how to love from those who came before. to pass them on to those who will come after. to sit with people and hear their stories and understand that they are right there in front of you, still living, still in love.
knightingale-s
iamalivenow
oh shit, it's 3/21/23, 32123, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3/22/23, 32223, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3/23/23, 32323, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3/24/23, 32423, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3/25/23, 32523, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3/26/23, 32623, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3/27/23, 32723, palindrome day
oh shit, it's 3,28/23, 32823, palindrome day
well folks, we did it. we survived to day 9 of palindrome. 3/29/23, 32923, palindrome day the last.
I want to thank you all for being here when it happened.
my first post to go viral was the one where we all celebrated palindromes.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
peace and love on planet earth.
bagofbirds
gimmickbird
imagining the alternate universe where some other cultural paradigm of mapping emotions to organs won out and we're all on Web Site liking posts by clicking the little liver shaped button
dont-shoot-messenger
ramyeonguksu
Zelkov and Hubert outfit swap!!! My two blorbos my two dark assassin men
qserasera
swingsetindecember
I’m LITERALLY going insane
this video is so accurate that im having flashbacks to memories of movies that never existed
sagechan
freckles-and-fallenleaves
officially decided that anyone who tries to divide the lgbt community is a fed. i dont care if you're not actually a fed, if you're causing infighting in a minority community then you're a fed who just isnt getting paid to be one. either apply for a job at the CIA or shut the fuck up
some people understood this post. some people revealed themselves to be feds
sagechan
skittidyne
this is like 100% petty all things considered but i just can’t wait until some of u learn that it is absolutely normal for people of any age to refer to their dads as “daddy” in many parts of the south like it isn’t a red flag there. 60 year old women in my family still refer to their dads as “daddy.” and btw i think anyone should be allowed to call their own fathers whatever they want without someone either making it nasty or being accusatory like don’t you get tired of making ppl uncomfortable for no reason
good morning to every person who calls their parents mommy or daddy or pápi or papa or mama or baba or any other “childish” name. and to everyone who is unnecessarily rude or condescending under this post please go back to sleep and get some good rest so you’re not as cranky and mean to strangers on the internet.
oo-mi-ru-oo
sleepless-rain
rilgug
antique-romantic
