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Never become THE Competent Person at work ever. Can't take one fucking day off cause otherwise I come back and have to unfuck everything over SEVEN HOURS
But also, don't just let yourself be an incompetent twat because one day The Competent Person is going to reach their fucking limit and they'll have a laundry list of who fucked what up
That's not a threat, it's a fucking PROMISE
My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying
Well-to-do finance manager with tidy shoes: "Why hello, sweetheart. Can you say 'hi'? Aren't you cute. Are you on a trip with your mom?"
4 year old me: why must we do this
Fantastic old woman in the leopard print coat: "Why yes, my tooth IS real silver! Nobody ever asks me that. Do you like cats?"
4 year old me, suddenly paying attention: Finally, A Person Of Intellect
I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.
i have [gestures vaguely] my tendencies
I don't know about anyone else, but I'd be happy to see anything you'd create, no matter what fandom it's from :D
This is also from a bajillion years ago, but if this Anon is still around you got hella patience haha
I'm hoping to get a writing piece (answering another stale inbox message) based on Scarlet Hollow, but I'm now realizing it could also work with Malleus, so maybe 2 for 1 in the coming weeks. Maybe try to doodle as well, but after getting into a main account again it's mostly been full multi-hour/day pieces so I'll need to get more comfortable with more short-form drawings again haha
I do in fact find myself wondering when you will return from war
Wistfully waiting for your next post like a family member back home yearning for a letter
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This is from a bazillion years ago, but I do still think about this Anon often. I do still want to get back into everything, and things are very slowly reconfiguring in my life after the clusterfuck of last year, it's just trying to find the time in life haha
Headbutting you like a cat affectionately and hoping you're doing well, Anon
sometimes it feels like being nonbinary is about having to decide which way you'd prefer to be misgendered.
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Just watched Adam Conover (of Adam Ruins Everything) make such a solid point that I think we should spread far and wide. Yes, having AI write your emails is lazy, sure, but people love being lazy. We need to really emphasize that sending AI emails (or using AI responses on social media, or publishing AI flyers, or or or) is rude.
It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.
It's rude.
It's not just rude to make me read something you didn't want to write. It is that you expect me to respond to your email written by Claude. You don't even want me to talk to you. You want me to talk to Claude so that you can make Claude respond for you. It is rude to expect me to talk to a chatbot when I wanted to talk to you.
It is also rude for you to receive correspondence or documents from me and have your chatbot of choice determine what to do with them without them ever being examined by a person, whether the chatbot also writes a response for you or not.
Day 22 of making #ScarletHollow poor animatics until Chapter 5 comes out Good evening, with wayne
Stop just asking "is it normal?" and start asking "is it harming anyone?" Lots of harmful things are normalized in this society and lots of things considered weird or rare are completely harmless. Whether something is considered normal or common shouldn't be the deciding factor in whether it's okay
sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time
Okay but imagine being the team of Eridian scientists tasked with keeping Erid's Only Human alive for as long as possible while the whole planet's environment is literally trying to kill him. And then Rocky shows up and is like:
“Grace says he would like half of dome to be water.”
“Oh, is necessary for humans to have large amounts of water question?”
Small Eridian equivalent of a sigh. “No. Not needed for life. In fact Grace will die if he falls in water and does not get out.”
“Tell him we give him water in containers that won't kill him. Lots lots lots of water on Erid for Grace to drink.”
“No. Grace say he want water on ground. Also want it with excess sodium chloride compound so it will be unhealthy for drink.”
“WHY QUESTION???”
To celebrate Erid getting their sun back on track, Grace asks for some alcohol. There's a small amount left from the Hail Mary and Rocky offers to take it to the science Eridians to see if they can synthesise more.
“Grace want this liquid for celebration.”
“Of course.” They scan it. “You have wrong liquid. This contain compounds which are poisonous for humans.”
“Yes yes yes. Grace say humans like feeling of being slightly poisoned.”
“WHY QUESTION?????”
Grace is like one of those extremely finicky tropical fish who instantly die if not kept in extremely specific conditions.
Only here the fish can talk and keeps asking you to make it vodka.
Give me a Yuu who recoils at the sight of spilled ink, because it looks a little too much like blot.
Yuu, who cowers when Riddle starts to go red.
Yuu, who hates the feeling of sand and avoids brushing shoulders with Leona.
Yuu, who panics when they’re too deep in the water, never trusts the Leech twins at the beach, and get scared by too many limbs.
Yuu, who shrinks away when Jamil looks them in the eyes a little too long.
Yuu, who rushes to compliment Vil, lest he get upset.
Yuu, who clings to Grim a bit tighter and doesn’t like going to Ignihyde alone.
Yuu, who stays awake until they physically cannot because they’re scared they won’t wake up.
Give me a Yuu with a little bit of trauma, because no one would be okay after that.
Give me the boys *noticing* how yuu reacts
Give me the boys feeling genuine guilt over what they've done and how they can't fix it
Give me the boys knowing that no matter how they may change and grow they've permanently scarred someone
Give me the boys laying awake at night knowing they've hurt someone so deeply they live in constant anxiety because of them
I am not immune to behemoth Adrian propaganda