Some Of You Are Beautiful Poets And I Love To Watch You Recite

Some of you are beautiful poets and I love to watch you recite💗

Something from last year

Good news, fellow artists! Nightshade has finally been released by the UChicago team! If you aren't aware of what Nightshade is, it's a tool that helps poison AI datasets so that the model "sees" something different from what an image actually depicts. It's the same team that released Glaze, which helps protect art against style mimicry (aka those finetuned models that try to rip off a specific artist). As they show in their paper, even a hundred poisoned concepts make a huge difference.

(Reminder that glazing your art is more important than nighshading it, as they mention in their tweets above, so when you're uploading your art, try to glaze it at the very least.)

Date night shenanigans

0120 2024

Yellow tulips

〈 Mornings with Shinazugawa Sanemi 〉- smut

It’s quiet, sunlight just barely making its way in through the cracks in the window shutters. His lips are warm against the shell of your it ear, muscular arms are snuggly around your waist as his thigh is moving to part your own. “Give me five more minutes…”

Your face was pressed into the plush of your pillow, still too tired to process what Sanemi was trying to do. Even as something hard poked you, you mumbled another “I’m tired”, only to be met with Sanemi’s groggy morning voice.

“I gotta leave soon.” His mouth was against your ear. “Let me give you a gift before I leave.” You mumbled some sort of okay, your mind waking up a little more as you felt your panties get dragged down. “Just relax.” His voice was by your neck, soft kisses placed wherever he felt like it.

You let him do as he pleased, thighs parting for him easily as he positioned himself between them. Your hand tightened in the plush of your pillow, humming as Sanemi asked if it was alright. Of course it was, it was him after all.

He pushed in slowly, the stretch hurting just a bit due to the lack of lubricant. You knew you’d be fine, it wouldn’t take long for your body to fix that little issue. He filled you perfectly, walls stretching just to suction around him snuggly.

You groaned in unison with him, mumbling something along the lines of how good he felt. A low chuckle rumbled his chest, his hips drawing back to snap back forward and a languid pace. “So good… so perfect for me.”

You whined at his praise, nearly fully awake at this point as your hips moved back to meet his. “I’ll be back… before you know it. Still wanna leave you with a little piece of me.” You whimpered, walls spasming around him. “That’s it… cum for me.”

It was overwhelming, no matter how many times you did it. “Sanemi…” you groaned as his arm hooked under your knee, pushing it up further. “I know… fuck.” It was quick, taking you by surprise as your walls clamped down around him.

He followed a moment later, spilling his release inside of you. It was quiet again, nothing but ragged breathing filling the room as you both calmed down. “Don’t leave.” You muttered after a bit, smiling as Sanemi pressed a kiss into your shoulder.

“Like I said, I’ll be back before you even realize I’m gone.”