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Ellipsus@ellipsus.com · 3mo ago

AI verifiers are no friends to writers. They were built from the same stolen work as every other generative AI model out there… and the damage to authors is REAL. A beefy 🧵👇

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last mo.

Does anyone remember the massive tweetfic I wrote abiut Shen Jiu as a prostitute whose contract bought by demon lord!Binghe? I only have the first part saved for some reason 😭 it started like this:

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Explanation of how I can finish Boston Boys despite having a (pending) book deal, set to some jaunty music and my kitten failing to drink water.

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last yr.

What I did instead of adding to my word count (I'm at 9k though!). OC/OC, asks questions about consent in the context of trauma, coming to an ao3 near you soonish!

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K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last yr.

1.5k of oc/oc story (tentively titled Transfer Process) “Where’s work?” Stefan asked, offhandedly. He was only wearing one sock and seemed to be having difficulty finding the other. “Ashgate Hospital.” “Ashgate?” Stefan repeated, disbelieving. “Shit.”

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last yr.

Okay, I've been sucked into a monster of an oc/oc story - modern setting, LOTS of hurt/comfort, very soft D/s vibes. Stefan was a heavy weight, leaning into his legs with his face pressed against Michael’s thigh. He was shaking badly enough that Michael could feel it all the way up to his chest.

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last yr.

More bingjiu Shizun seemed to be doing much better these last few weeks. He mostly knew where and when he was, and Luo Binghe had even found him in the library a few times. He hadn’t been reading any books, he'd simply held one between both hands, but it was still an improvement on a month ago.

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last yr.

Think I deserve an award for writing when I'm this unwell 🫠 Here comes the thunder, Luo Binghe thought as Shizun turned to him. “I feel as if a snivelling, pathetic, incalculably powerful child spent a decade indulging in a fantasy of revenge over a handful of incidents barely worth remembering!”

K 🌸@xpityx.bsky.social · last yr.

Carefully, he pulled Shizun further into his lap and put the cup to his lips. Shizun took small sips, his eyes closed, and Luo Binghe was overcome by his trust. How had he been so blind to his own feelings? How had he done so much damage to someone so dear to him?