ollysoxisfree

[ollysoxisfree]

We all agree, right?

AI to write your novel is wrong

A bargain with a demon to write your novel is okay

[ollysoxisfree]

I think my greatest pet peeve is how fundamentally so many people misunderstand the fae courts on such a basic principle. They think the Unseelie ones are the evil ones and the Seelie ones are the good friendly ones. Or, almost worse, they think the Unseelie ones are the honest ones and the Seelie ones are the dishonest ones.

Let us ignore the fact that it is quite physically impossible for fae to be "dishonest". These people are unable to interact and comprehend the fae on a very basic level because they are committing an egregious crime of thinking that fae have the capacity whatsoever to be human "good" or human "evil, or worse, that any given fae thinks of any given human as anything other than "interesting" at best.

The most simplistic explanation I can give is this.

The Unseelie are not more honest than the Seelie, the Unseelie are a different aspect. They are frightening because they understand you, and they use that understanding to hurt you. An Unseelie knows what you dying is. It understands that if it hunts you for sport, you will be frightened and hurting and die, maybe even slowly.

The Seelie are not more conniving than the Seelie. The Seelie are frightening because they cannot understand you, and that inability to comprehend you will hurt you. A Seelie cannot comprehend anything other than itself as having the capability to be afraid, or to be hurt, or to feel anything. A Seelie will have you dance for a year and a day and it will not understand why, when your body stops dancing, that you do not simply get up. A Seelie does not have the capacity for considering that singing might be meaningfully different in any way from screaming.

Unseelie seek sport. Seelie seek entertainment. Neither are ever your friends, and neither are ever friendly, or unfriendly, or good, or evil. The shark is not evil for killing an otter. The otter is not good because we think it looks cute.

[ollysoxisfree]

[ollysoxisfree]

imagine if your boyfriend was like I can smell an ant. and started tracking

[ollysoxisfree]

do genuinely find it fascinating how indeed.com is like the biggest job-hunting website out there and yet manages to be profoundly useless in every possible way

[ollysoxisfree]

it’s almost that time of the year again, so you know what that means

[ollysoxisfree]

Your parents can love you and still be shitty abusive parents. They can mean well and still fuck up. They might fuck up without even knowing it's abuse.

Sometimes I think about how, when I was 5, my dad would make grilled cheese sandwiches and cut them into dinosaur shapes for me. Other times when I was hungry, he would refuse to feed me at all, because he decided that 5 was old enough for me to cook for myself when he didn't feel like doing it.

I think about how he taught me to swim, and fish, and (yes) throw a ball. In the summer, at night, he would wrap me in a huge comforter and carry me around outside to show me the constellations. But I hated being left alone with him because he was often bad tempered, mean to me for no reason, and I couldn't count on him for basic things like food.

Sometimes I think about how my mom raised hell in my high school principal's office in front of multiple faculty members because they weren't complying with my IEP (disability required accommodations). She always saw red if someone else laid a finger on me, even figuratively. When we were at home she screamed at me for things I had no control over and said I was using my illness to get my way.

I think about how she bought me art supplies and paid for lessons for all of my hobbies. She attended every single concert, performance, and game. I don't think I went a day without being told she loved me while growing up, and she constantly told me how proud she was. But I could never trust her mood and she could go from loving mother to terrorizing me before I knew what was happening.

My parents love me but I still flinch if someone in my vicinity washes a dish a little too aggressively. My parents never intentionally traumatized me, but my nervous system never knew the difference. Neither of my parents saw anything they did as abuse; they believed they were good parents. It wasn't until my mom was in her mid 60s that she grasped that her own childhood had been abusive, too.

They're not bad, irredeemable people. They're complex people with a lot of their own trauma who lacked many skills necessary for good parenting. I could hate them for it, but I don't. I'm not obligated to forgive them, and I don't think I have, and I don't know whether I ever really will. My parents damaged me a lot in ways that have affected my whole life, and I still have good memories with them.

[ollysoxisfree]

—Fyodor Dostoevsky

[ollysoxisfree]

alright. tis the season and all that so it’s time for me to impart my knowledge on everyone as an ex retail worker. this is: How To Tie A Bow On A Present

you will need: something to tie a bow with (string ribbon etc), scissors, a gift of any size

step 1: decide what side of the gift is the top (where you want the bow to sit). put this side facing up and towards you. take your ribbon and put it horizontally across the top of the gift (does not have to be centered depending on where you want the bow to go), leave a tail overhanging the top of the gift by about 8 inches on the right side.

step 2: take the end that is still attached to the spool and wrap it around the underside of the gift, onto the top and, back over to the left side

step 3: holding one ribbon in each hand, take the ribbon going towards the right and pull it towards the top and the ribbon still attached to the spool going towards the left and pull it towards the bottom so that they cross in the middle

step 4: take the ribbon going towards the bottom that is still attached to the spool and wrap it around the backside of the gift and back to the front

step 5: cut the ribbon from the spool, leaving a long tail end and feed it under the crossed part of the two ribbons on the front (from the right bottom corner of the knot to the left top corner)

step 6: pull the two ends tight

step 7: make two bunny ears with the ends of the ribbon

step 8: tie the two bunny ears together, crossing one over and then under the other like you are tying a shoe or a knot. pull the bow tight and trim the ends on an angle

and there it is, your perfectly wrapped gift with a bow that will not fall off. happy honda days everyone.

[ollysoxisfree]

FedEx: shits on my box, stomps on my box, kicks it, dumps gasoline on it, throws one of my chickens into the back of the van UPS: whispers at my front door “is anyone home” as quietly as possible before leaving a “we missed you!” note, tries to gaslight me into thinking my address doesn’t exist USPS: sets my package down gently where it’s not visible from the road, knocks on the door and kisses me directly on the mouth

[ollysoxisfree]

Yeah quiet quitting is great and all but have you tried chaotic working?

Like. I remember back in my grocery store cashier days I did so much crazy shit.

When WIC (Women, infants, and children voucher program to help low income mothers/families with children) people were in my line I would pretty much know who they were. Before the cards they had to tell us upfront they were WIC and show us their vouchers for what they were allowed to get (it was awful some times. Like. 2 gallons of milk. $4 worth of vegetables etc etc). They’d always have items hanging back, waiting to see what the total was and if they would have to take it off the belt.

I began to place the fruits/vegetables a certain way on the register scale so that like 1/2lbs of grapes read as like .28lbs or something. Then act shocked when I said that they still had X amount of lbs left. They got all their fruit and vegetables.

I think it started to kinda? Catch on to the women? Because I would have the same moms in my line month after month. And even after they switched to the cards (they worked like food stamp cards?) I’d still do the same thing. They were able to get more produce for whatever shitty max amount Indiana gave them.

Anyways. Be chaotic. It’s more fun that way.

[ollysoxisfree]

[ollysoxisfree]

speaking of how to train your dragon and creature design, the shift from the really naturalistic art direction and character animation for the first movie's toothless- the face getting flatter, the eyes bigger and closer together, getting rid of the little realistic details like the dust collecting between the scales, the pink splotching where the scales end at the nostrils, the muted markings, the animation making a shift from largely realistic animal behavior to much more anthropomorphic- is such a huge downgrade to me, made worse because it's subtle in such a way that you will sound insane if you mention it

(huge L for the "the audience's capacity to find a creature cute and empathetic and expressive is directly proportional to how much it looks like a human baby" principle of character design because the first one is so so much cuter)

[ollysoxisfree]

reblog if you ship a ship that's unhealthy, toxic and fucked up

[ollysoxisfree]

I love you, Mr. Murderbritches.

[ollysoxisfree]

It’s them.

[ollysoxisfree]

tips for writing bilingual characters

there are different types of bilinguals

the All Around: speaks, reads, and writes both languages pretty well

the Conversational: one language is stronger than the other; can speak the other language a lot better than they read/write it (a lot of kids of immigrants are this type)

the High Schooler: understands what’s being said to them in the other language, can’t really speak it

don’t have your characters randomly drop words from their other language mid-sentence around people who don’t speak it lol

languages are a mindset thing. like personally if i’m around english-speakers, i’m speaking english and i don’t really switch to my other language (which is portuguese)

so like if you’re writing a bilingual character who speaks spanish and have them say something like “hey chad let’s go to the biblioteca” to an english speaker i’ll probably spend 5 minutes laughing and then close your story lmao

exception: the character is speaking in their weaker language and forgot a word (”where are the…? uh… llaves…. keys! keys, where are they?���)

otherwise really the only time your character should be randomly switching languages mid-sentence is if they’re talking to another bilingual

like i don’t speak spanish but i’ve legit never heard a spanish speaker say “ay dios mio” to gringos lmao

conversations between two bilingual people can take a few different forms:

Pick One: they pick one language and kinda stick with it for the whole conversation (a conversation i might have with my portuguese-speaking mom: ”you okay?” “yeah, i’m good. how’re you?” “i’m fine, but your dad-”)

Back-and-Forth: someone says something in one language, the other person replies in the other (”tudo bem?” “yeah, i’m good. how’re you?” “tou bem, mas o seu pai-”)

Combo: they speak a combo of the two languages, a popular example being spanglish, though basically every bilingual has their own combo language (”tudo bem?” “sim, tou bem. how’re you?” “i’m fine, mas o seu pai-”)

when in doubt: just ask a bilingual to look at your stuff and tell you if anything sounds weird