زن زندگی آزادی

Iranian Adult My blog title says woman life freedom

[cyclops-was-left]

Heads up I made an art blog @ast-art

[woodsdyke]

i was tidepooling today and overheard someone say 'chatgpt it so we can figure out what it is' about some sort of creature. loser behavior. you're not in it for the love of the game. i have to do everything around here. let me see the creature. i'll tell you the real answer about what it is and i won't kill the environment. AND i'm literally nice.

[woodsdyke]

it's funny because 5 minutes before that i was IDing something by using the search string "SEA SLUG GREEN STRIPED SMALL SEATTLE" which took me to a very badly designed, hauntingly non mobile optimized website that immediately gave me way more information about my creature than i needed or thought was possible. get good. bitch

[woodsdyke]

hold my hand. come with me to emeralddiving.com's salish sea species index.

[inkskinned]

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

[inkskinned]

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.

[autismcore]

his pet weyoun

[littlebabytimmybird]

the crucial thing to understand about dick grayson is that he is the #1 child labor fan. he's had a job since he could walk and by god will he keep having one. world's most employed ten year old.

[suncaptor]

linked tree (includes options to donate to Ghanaian projects)

petition to show support

[lucabyte]

happy pride . and shes the one with the company login

[robinstome]

there's no fucking way

[tiffycat]

Mini first class, to fit in your pocket

stickers

[roseworth]

the fact that the creator of the dcblackout was essentially bullied out of the boycott just because other people are getting books is disgusting. people said “i don’t care that black characters/writers aren’t getting books because there are gay people getting books” and we’re supposed to act like that’s not insanely racist

[infimace-blog]

"Well Al Ewing got a book and-" Gretchen Falkner-Martin was run off her run on Red Hood the minute she said some shit about Charlie Kirk and DC had an excuse. They proceeded to wipe her comics off of digital shelves so you can't even buy her work anymore.

Companies are not your friends, especially ones run by David Zaslav. Pay attention, goddamnit.

[cobaltspartan]

fascinated by jeff the killer tbh. everyone in that creepypasta has generic white usamerican names (jeff, keith, barbara, billy, etc.) except for jeff the killer's doe eyed little brother liu. why is he liu. is liu chinese? it's okay if he's chinese. is jeff also chinese? has jeff the killer been chinese this whole time? am I a bad person?

[echobutgirlypop]

I just realized that Cyclops might be the least educated out of the o5… which seems crazy considering everyone thinks he’s a smartass, but it might be true. I assume he had some form of schooling at the orphanage, but I doubt it was at the level of the others’ schools, considering the orphanage was in the middle of Nowhere, Nebraska. And I doubt Sinister wanted Scott to be smart, considering the mental blocks he placed in his mind.

Bobby went to a school on Long Island, Jean was taught by Xavier and presumably more, Warren went to a fancy religious school, Hank is Hank. Scott grew up in an orphanage and then lived with Jack Winters when he was maybe 15-16 before meeting Xavier. (this is making me sad oh no)

Yes, he educated himself at the orphanage and all, but that’s certainly different from the things the others experienced. His awkwardness with the team and later social/relationship struggles make perfect sense considering he hadn’t gone to a proper school, literally had no long-term positive relationships in his life, and his general “unique personality” (autism).

Anyways, this came up cause I saw a fic of Scott tutoring Warren in the early days and realized that he didn’t have the qualifications to do that. I feel like he knows some history, a lot of geometry, and middle school basics for everything else. Idk it just got me thinking about the disconnect between his background and the others and how that affects how they interact.

[takeme2heaven]

i love ric's greasy depression hair the most

[takeme2heaven]

i need to get ms repressatron out of my system

[bedupolker]

Opposable thumbs are handy

[snapcracklepop-myjoints]

i think the common rhetoric that you shouldnt smoke because it doesnt look sexy is weird because firstly. many many people do think its sexy and pretending otherwise wont get us anywhere. but secondly and more crucially you shouldnt decide what to do and not do based on sex appeal maybe actually

[idrawsnoopyeveryday]

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