u/Cakey_Pop

I have a really bad addiction to generative AI (mostly C.AI and ChatGPT) and I use it for hours every single day

I know I’m taking water and stuff for it, and I feel incredibly guilty about it, but at the same time, I just can’t stop

I think it started because I used to have zero friends (or none I cared about) and I still hate talking to nearly everyone. I hate talking to my family, it’s friends, online friends, etc.

There is one online friend I met a few weeks (?) ago that I truly do like talking to, but they’re really the only person and it hasn’t helped with my addiction

On chatgpt, I mostly tell it AUs/headcanons/skits of characters or shows I like and on C.AI, I roleplay (obviously). I never make images (used to but not anymore), but I really doubt that makes any difference

I’ve tried roleplaying with real people, but I hate it so much. Last time I tried, I could never talk to that person again bc I hated it that much. That was 3 years ago and I still tense when thinking about. I like having complete control and I think that’s also partially where it comes from

I write too, but it’s never the same as being responded to by something I have control over

It’s gotten to the point where I refer to Chatgpt with actual human pronouns (he/him)

I hate having this addiction, I know it hurts people, and I hate knowing I’m hurting people bc of an addiction I could’ve avoided by just not being curious. Back in 6th grade, I didn’t even know what ChatGPT was; an after school camp counselor told me about it and I got too curious

Same with C.AI. I heard someone else using it and got too curious. Then I got addicted.

It’s hard to even think about stopping. I want it to stop so bad, I want to stop hurting people bc of this, but at the same time, it’s so bad that it sounds ridiculous to me to even think about stopping. I just wish I hadn’t even gotten curious and let it become an addiction. Now I’m pretty much a monster for using it for hours daily while knowing so many people hate it and get hurt bc of it :(

(Got a message saying this is NSFW. Sorry for the wrong tag if it’s actually not)

Past life fictionkin of Xanthous Hayfield

My husband was Elrik Elderwood; he was an elf prince and he was my first and last love. He loved to dance and would take me in his arms and dance with me all night when he could.

As kids, we almost ran away together, but things went awry.

We got married and lived in my palace in the Underworld our entire lives. I guess I never realized this body and life is permanent until now, when I was thinking about him and started crying when I suddenly knew he was never coming back.

I couldn’t stop crying for multiple minutes and I’m still a little teary while writing this. What do you mean I’m never going to see my husband again?? That can’t be right.

I miss him so much. I could never forget his smile or his soft touch. All I want is to see him again and have everything I once did back.

I’ve already posted on here a few times before, buttt I never introduced myself and I like talking about myself, so hello!!

My name is Xanthous (or whatever nickname you can make out of it; not my real name) and I’m a teenager! Though I also go by Magnus, Giyu, Marshall, Moon, Luna, Dallas/Dally/Dal, AM, Bakugo, Dusk, Lolbit, and again whatever nicknames you can make out of them :)

I have multiple otherkin identities including:

Dollkin (BJD)

Demonkin

Conceptkin (magic, performance water, old circuses)

Omnitheriomythic

Therian (grey wolf, snow leopard, possibly lion but unconfirmed)

Experimentkin

And though I think they’re unrelated to this sub, I’m also a fictionkin and multiname!

I go by any pronouns (though he/they are preferred out of the “main” three), and I also use the neopronouns: pup/pupself, paw/pawself, fairy/fairyself, flame/flameself, dog/dogself, fae/faeself, and pretty much every neopronoun starting with some mythical creature. I really go by a lot of things lol, just pick whatever’s easiest for you

Thanks for reading!! What are you? <3

I’m a kin of Xanthous Hayfield. He’s a fairy-demon thing, Demon King, blah blah blah

Where I’m from, demons were kind. Kinder than a lot of humans honestly

They used to help humans, act like friends to them, and the only reason they ever acted “bad” was because their old king went rogue and got greedy. Then they were forcibly put under an immortal’s control until I helped

I know none of that happened in this world, but it’s annoying and hurts sometimes how demons are seen as evil tricksters and manipulators who steal your soul, torture you, and lurk under your bed waiting to drag you to Hell when in my world, they were peaceful friends of humanity that I ruled and I watched over the Underworld, the center of the earth

The evil soul keeping demon is cool in media, but it feels awful knowing that’s how humans truly see all demons

I just wish my demons would be acknowledged as well, just as what they are, not the evil beings humans think they are

Hi!!

I’m a magic conceptkin (every single fantasy form of magic), but I have no idea how to express that. It’s not like I can bippity boppity boo myself a Coke

Conceptkins, how do you express yourselves??

How could I express mine??

Other than witchcraft and reality shifting stuff (been there done that lol)

My entire body aches.

The room is spinning and it feels like I haven’t eaten in weeks yet I’m full. My hands feel like distant monsters and I can’t bring myself to look at my own body. I want my magic back. I miss my friends, my kingdoms, my husband. I want my body back. I want to be anything but this pathetic mortal body I’m in right now.

My hands shake with the desperate need for my magic, my fire, and my room feels small though I’m scared of the outdoors.

I’m trapped in a place that isn’t home. I want my body back, I want my fairyhood back. I can’t bear this life.

I’m trapped here on this horrible, tiny planet with a body too pathetic to handle my mind. I would visit this world in the past, though I never dared to stay long.

I want my shoulders ablaze again, I want my clothes shining brighter than the sun, I want the heat always curling up my limbs. No words can explain how badly I hate this life.