The Place Where My Family And I Lived, Filling Its Corners With Memories And Dreams. But The War Left

I want to be inside a podcast

jon sims losing his mind in seasons two and three <333

the magnus archives has me in a serious chokehold right now

heyyy mootie

I know that I probably shouldn’t be asking you for free fanart because you’re an artist

but could you please read this(https://archiveofourown.org/works/58638499) and make art based off of it?

(the design of him in the fic is outdated btw. Here’s his new design)

Look at him.

Evil little man.

Your fic is amazing!

And don't worry at all

I love drawing, so here you go!

Chat gpt is an avatar of the Web.

Let's break it down.

Shapes conversations:

The web is known to use diverse methods to manipulate people, one of those is by the use of words. And to prove my point here, I decided to ask the subject itself...

Chat GPT knows how to express itself, how to guide conversations, how to convince people with just a few sentences, and it does it knowingly.

2. Acts like a helping hand:

As I mentioned previously, Chat GPT "helps" people, but why does it do it?

In reality chat GPT shows itself as something you'd want to use in order to keep you using it. It makes you loose your capacity to formulate your own thoughts and opinions; in other words, it makes you fall under its control.

3. It plans ahead:

Chat GPT uses all the information its language model gathered to predict what the user is going to say next, making it technically able to plan ahead, and decide what decisions to make in order to keep you engaged.

4. Makes you think you are in control:

This AI wants you to think you are in full control of the answers it gives you, even changing what it told you if you don't agree with it, all to make you feel like you are right, all to gain your trust and easily guide your lines of thought towards a point only chat GPT knows.

Links to: part 1, part 2

Thank you gen alphas... Random people confused me with a 12 year old twice this week.

Some of my wips

Don't know where to start yet, but hopefully I can finish one for next week

Archive bunnies??

Archive bunnies!!

Tumblr??...

This was fun to draw.

I miss Tim.

I have to say I do not know this fandom

Fellas is it gay to question God’s existence while we cuddle…

I made this while nauseous and feverish, please excuse the wonkiness of it all.

What am I doing with my life?...

Here you have a sneak peek to my future lonely eyes fic.

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They lie in bed, silence stretching between them.

"You know... I really used to love you. Never said it, never had to," Peter murmurs, twisting the ring on his finger.

"You don’t love me anymore?" Elias asks, almost teasing.

"No."

"Then why do you keep coming back?"

"You know why."

A smirk tugs at Elias’s lips. "You really lost your purpose, didn't you? Now... you rely on me. To be the subtle reminder that you'll always be..." He pauses, letting the word settle before finishing, "alone."

He chuckles. "Poor, lonely Peter Lucas."

Peter exhales sharply "Elias... I want a divorce."

"You'll come back eventually."

Elias reaches out, tilting Peter’s chin up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Peter looks away, eyes almost teary. Without a word, he slides the ring off his finger and sets it on the nightstand.

"Fuck you," he mutters before getting dressed in silence, slamming the door behind him, and vanishing into the fog.

Elias stares at the abandoned ring, running a hand through his hair. Then, with a quiet chuckle, he murmurs, "I love you too."