A Hecking Mess

✨ i talk in my tags bc im shy <3 // sneks-fr (main) & gremlintier (another sideblog) // agender & ace & wondering why i ever deleted that. get fucked queerphobes

[gh0stygremlin]

reptilian-disaster -> gh0stygremlin

[fipindustries]

ok this looks ultra mega based, are you kidding me? can you imagine the bullshit i could get up to with this bad boy? fuck yes i want ten

[mint-corset]

Wait are iPhone bros coping because Apple has to be more universal? Lol.

[such-justice-wow]

Boo hoo i'll be able to add more physical storage to my phone and be able to change out batteries if they degrade as well as all these other optional features I won't have to touch

[lectorel]

Continuing in the trend of political cartoons depicting milquetoast moderate positions seem so much cooler and more badass than they are

[domina-honoribila]

I love how they add totally absurd things no one is asking for to make the idea look crazy. And still, I must emphasize, failing to make this look like a bad idea.

[teaboot]

"Is this what you want? Is this ugly stupid bullcrap what you want??" the biggest loudest idiot in the room asks, holding up a picture of the hottest looking shit I've ever seen

[souvenirs]

[existennialmemes]

Not to sound like a decrepit, rambling corpse about it, but back in my day Word used to be a pre installed program that came with your computer, if you were running Windows.

No subscription. Just program.

On your computer. You got to use it forever and ever and never had to worry about it going away.

Because it was physically on your computer. As a program. That you actually owned. Not because you got it separately, but because it was a standard inclusion with your computer.

I'm sorry but I'll just never get over it. I remember when companies cared about their products being usable out of the box. I remember when our things belonged to us.

Old man shaking fist at cloud, wherein the cloud is the background of the Windows 98 logo.

[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.

[dark-alleys]

cooking isn't about love or companionship or doing your best or any gay shit like that it is about one thing and one thing only: Burning yourself with hot oils

[shadowen]

This is an anti-despair checkpoint! You must share something you're looking forward to before scrolling on.

[loveridden1999]

i may have my father's worst traits but i am more ethical & virtuous with them than him

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

this is so petty and hypocritical but I get so annoyed by fictional depictions of people getting drugged or roofied because they always read as people bullshitting something they have no experience with, but then if you asked me to describe it better I’m just like. well I don’t fucking know. on account of the drugs.

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

actually I think if I were writing about someone getting roofied I’d have a full chapter of blacked out bars with a few sentences of readable text here and there. the publisher would be annoyed.

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

like this but a full chapter:

[kaaaaaaarf]

is there anything worse than accidentally putting on the non-explicit version of an album? where is my beloved wife fuck and my beautiful daughter cunt?

[the-punforgiven]

I'm just saying, if you're going to worldbuild magic being a "raw, primal force, akin to and interweaving with nature itself" you gotta explain to me why animals don't use it

[the-punforgiven]

I know the normal answer is "they just aren't smart enough for it" but idk I've seen enough media where a character uses a spell in a moment of brain-off panic ilI feel like animals could probably stumble into a spell or two like, accidentally

[the-punforgiven]

Also how funny would it be to see a completely normal regular bear cast magic missile outta nowhere

[the-punforgiven]

Also there is no way ravens wouldn't figure out spells, tbh

They're smart fuckin birds, I believe in them

Either through observing or just figuring shit out ravens could 100% learn how to cast spells I'm sure of it

[the-punforgiven]

Dogs can also cast Magic Missile but every time they do the projectile is shaped like a bone or a stick and they chase after it

[rathayibacter]

group of wizards who ask this in-universe, and after extensive study learn to their surprise that animals are casting spells all the time, just that their magic is so fundamental as to be unrecognizable to humans. turns out the only reason acorns grow on trees is because squirrels keep wishing for them.

[quietwingsinthesky]

why so many "feminist" retellings of the persephone & hades myth and yet none where persephone kidnaps him instead. do we not believe in women's wrongs.

[quietwingsinthesky]

“how would that even work” easy. she’s spring, she’s renewal, she’s the flowers that grow out of gravedirt. she knows what death is, and she hungers for how it feeds her. innocently, in her way. not innocent of desire; that’s nature taking its course. innocent to the upset it causes, if she extends her reach. she inherits a very powerful mantle, mother to daughter.

so if she should lay a trap and lure the king of the underworld out of his realm and into hers? it might take a while to notice he’s gone. she has the world’s worth of beautiful sights and smells and sensations to dazzle a god whose subjects are dampened souls and cold metal. who could bring themselves to mind the dead when a goddess is brushing rich petals against your cheeks? when she’s as warm as the sunlight you rarely rise to see? when she appreciates you so much more than anyone else has ever feared you, and twines herself around you like a strangler fig?

and her mother loves her, of course, so she gets whatever she wants. if her daughter wants to throw the world into disarray for her satisfaction, that’s a fair trade to hear her singing with delight about her dear husband. you shouldn’t eat the food of the dead, but you shouldn’t let a god who has had corpse rot on his tongue for most of his existence taste the sweet spoils of the living, either. he won’t know how to give it up. (and if that wasn’t enough, there’s other fruits of temptation to offer him—a secret tasting amidst her body’s valleys, where the lush reeds part and the soil is ever fertile. really, even it he wanted to say no, do you really think he could?)

eternal spring is it’s own horror. not at first. it’s paradise in the beginning, but when the sun never stops shining and the birds get too tired to sing, then it starts to sink in. she’ll keep him forever, if she can. her mother will help her freeze time beautifully.

it’ll take more than a messenger to make her relinquish him. she’s reckless eternal youth, and worse still, she’s in love. that’s where winter comes from. if she can only have him for half of the year, then she’ll make her kingdom like his own until he’s returned to her. she will remove herself from the world, and let it suffer from her absence as she suffers from his.

[quietwingsinthesky]

and like if i wasn’t clear enough here, there is some sex pollen shit going on here so that she can fuck him whether he likes it or not. that part of the myth also gets to stay <3 for her <3

[thevulturesquadron]

[i-am-dulaman]

I hate the whole concept of a negotiable salary it's just another form of wage theft like if a company is willing to pay up to 80k a year for a job but is only paying you 70k because you didn't negotiate a higher salary, they're literally saying they think your labor is worth 80k but they get to keep the extra 10k for themselves

[i-am-dulaman]

Reblogging myself cause I'm angry at this again but the solution isnt to ban salary negotiations but to make all salary data public, easily assecible, meet national standards, and free to workers

[rimonoroni2]

what people don’t understand about how adhd is disabling is that it’s not just getting temporarily distracted from, like, school work or hobbies. it’s getting distracted/being unable to motivate yourself to go to the doctor, eat regularly, do hygiene tasks, etc. it’s not knowing when or how long it will take you to do something, ANYTHING, and in many cases that thing is taking a shower or keeping your house from turning into a biohazard. it’s about being fundamentally incapable of controlling your attention and focus on anything, even and especially things you need to do to survive.

[bashcrandicoot]

“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”

[jakegyllenhaalsteeth]

whole lipstick on a pig is bogus to me because we put lipstick on a pig and this is what happened