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the most i can put on tumblr without them flagging this but the uncropped version is up on patreon
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a soldier a goth and a biker walk into a bar
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IronMan2! Black Widow but with her hair tied back
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cue it’s been 84 years.gif…..
but in all seriousness, happy early birthday @smallandsundry!!! pls have the first piece of art i’ve been able to finish this year 🥲
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its official: tumblr is selling our data to Midjourney
we'd been hearing rumors about this for a bit but now its open and out there. some details from this article
it goes without saying, but if @staff goes through with this its going to be an utter shitshow and im all but certain the website will not survive it.
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Anonymous asked:
What is this about the tumblr staff wanting to sell art data to midjourney?
An ex-colleague of mine mentioned yesterday that there may be contacts between Automattic and midjourney in that direction, but nothing is public yet and I don't have any more info. They probably won't have anything specific to share either, since they left the company weeks ago too. That being said:
- I have no reason to doubt my ex-coworker word, they are a trustworthy person.
- Tumblr's CEO has been absurdly enthusiastic (comically, even) about AI, and is a big fan of LLMs and 'AI' companies.
- A deal with midjourney could solve tumblr financial issues (not the same company, but openAi is paying up to 5 million/year to news companies to use their content as training data... tumblr generates several orders of magnitude more content than any newspaper or any media company and it only would need a 20 to 30 million per year deal to be profitable)
So I don't have any extra info yet, but I'm keeping my ears open.
And I just got confirmation from a second ex-colleague that a deal with midjourney has been brewing since months ago. Not any extra details, just that's a real thing.
Shit, I don't see any way for this to happen that doesn't make it an apocalyptic event the size of the porn ban. Fuck.
Shit. This may be pure chance and coincidence, and it's not he is in a position to be able to talk about anything, but seeing prominent staff members announcing they are moving their original photography out of tumblr just two weeks ago seems a pretty significant cue of shit to be about to hit the fan.
Just tested. It’s possible to swap out pictures on already-published posts. So in that case, a solution:
Even if you don’t post your own art anymore, go back to your old stuff and watermark it.
Do it ASAP, before the deal goes through and the scraping begins.
This will not only protect your art, but has the opportunity to fuck over this deal on a pretty large scale. The more of these posts that are glazed or poisoned, the less valuable this deal becomes for tumblr and midjourney.
Share this with everyone. And i do mean everyone.
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xena warrior princess and her magnificent thighs
Have you seen my best friend, Xena? Tall? Beautiful? Striking blue eyes?
the power… the passion…. the DANGER… her courage will change the world 😭😭😭
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(grishava and her gay longing that takes place after this,for @piratekane)
“Tell me about the stag.”
Beatrice’s voice is soft in the weak morning light, a gentle rumbling disruption to the way Ava had been almost lulled back to sleep by Beatrice’s even breaths, each inhale pressing her back just the slightest bit more firmly into Ava’s chest. She hadn't known Beatrice was awake and a moment of panic slices through her chest because Beatrice is awake and Ava is still pressed up against her back, one arm curled along her ribcage.
It's for the cold. For warmth. For safety after they both nearly froze to death. Ava repeats it in her head over and over, a prepared answer for the inevitable question, a reminder that Beatrice isn't hers to hold onto and it's only the deadly cold outside that allows her this close.
Anonymous asked:
Smalls, do you have a favorite thing about cooking? Do you like baking too?
My favorite thing about cooking is that it calms my brain down, basically like a xanax. I like baking very rarely, I do not enjoy precise measurements very much, I prefer riffing. I do make coffee cake occasionally, and cookies for my wife. I keep telling myself I'll learn how to make bread but I was a quarantine plants guy, not a quarantine sourdough guy, unfortunately.
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Donation Time!
Hi everyone!
Now that all of the physical and digital copies are out into the world, we've tallied everything up and are delighted to have donated $6,554.02 to the Transgender Law Center.
We sold a total of 368 hard copies, 222 of which were bundled with a copy of volume 1, and 98 digital copies.
We're so honored by all of the support this zine continues to receive, even in a recession like we've all been going through this year. From the phenomenal artists who contributed their time and work to the folks who reblogged, retweeted, and shared all of the posts to-- most importantly-- every person who purchased a copy, we are beyond grateful for your help in raising money for this great organization. And, of course, for loving hot people with swords just as much as we do.
And a special thanks once again to @bigmammallama5, who continues to let us pester her with questions and pick her brain about running zines.
Financial transparency documents and information can be found below the cut. Again, thank you all so much for making this zine a success!
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The pirate captain and the shark lady 💕
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kingwildex-deactivated20190919
I’m at 5 what about you?
Would you ever consider doing a tutorial on how you complete an artwork from start to finish. (Would obviously give $$ to support)
I don't think I'd be good at that but sometimes i post little process gifs and I have a reference tag of other people's tutorials here. There's one on clothing that was super helpful to me.
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ok I’m curious so put in the tags what country you are from and whether or not you own/use a rice cooker
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ahsoka, sabine wren/shin hati, M, 13k
Ahsoka had brought her to Shatterdome once her body had healed, a long two years of rehab and recovery, and she had pushed herself through simulations and copilot candidates until she had been deemed unsuitable for a return to active duty, too locked into the grief of her lost copilot to let anyone else into the drift with her. Grounded. Useless. One look at Shin Hati, freshly arrived in Shatterdome to be matched to a new copilot after her uncle and copilot had ascended to a leadership role alongside Ahsoka, with her pale hair and pale skin and pale eyes, angular and striking and unwavering, and Sabine's carefully-constructed equilibrium ruptures into seething, scalding hatred.
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TRICK OR TREAT! :D
seems like everyone i know who's getting this is posting fic snippets so uhhh okay here you go:
Ava's life ends with a fire, and with a dark sky, and with the world collapsing around her.
She crashes onto a rock, stumbling legs barely making the jump, and falls entirely onto her face. Her whole body thrums with pain, with a loss that feels like peace, with the understanding that they succeeded, they saved the world, they saved everyone.
Beatrice lands at her side, inelegant and crumpling, filthy with volcanic ash ash and the grime of keeping them both upright after so long, from hauling Ava up the mountain when the ring had worn down the last of her strength. She’s bleeding from a gash just over her temple, hands and knees blistered from the superheated rocks she’d landed on to drag Ava back from the edge, back from her own failure.
They saved the world, but not for them. They saved the world, but only for everyone else. There’s no ring left, no Sauron. No destiny anymore, no future, no journey home to a realm and a throne and a people that have been waiting generations for her to find her way to them. Just Ava and Beatrice, here alone at the end like it had for so long been just Ava and Beatrice, a lost heir and a discarded outcast, alone together at the beginning.
Ava curls onto her side, her breaking body resisting the effort, until she can bury her head in Beatrice’s neck and drop her hand onto the ragged worn shirt covering Beatrice’s stomach, armor long lost. There’s always been a familiar scent to Beatrice, constant as her steady heartbeat, warm and clean. Now, though, as the world ends around them, ash settling light on them and lava creeping closer and closer, Beatrice smells like blood and sweat and exhaustion.
Distantly, the tower crumbles, a shockwave that shudders the mountain and the fading ache of Ava's pulse as she finally, finally, lets herself rest. Closer, a hand curls along the back of Ava’s neck, up into her hair, and a small choked noise escapes into the side of Beatrice’s neck.
“I’m glad you’re here with me,” Ava says, because even here, even now, with the world ending around them and no way out, she still can’t put proper words to it. Ava’s spent her whole life running, running from her name and her blood and her birthright, from her duty and her future and her people, from Beatrice. “Here, at the end of all things.”
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All the "inktobers" for this week (taking a break for the weekend) !
I. Hérault / Herald · II. Piqueur / Kennelkeeper · III. Échanson / Cupbearer · IV. Naturaliste / Naturalist · V. Comédien / Comedian · VI. Chirurgien / Surgeon