ncisloverunite

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[staticspxcelover]

The Newsroom (1996-2005)

S01E02: Dinner at Eight

[takemethroughthegate]

Where can one watch this?

[multiverse-of-misfits]

she's thinking about jack whoops, wrong show.

[takemethroughthegate]

LOL!!!!

[likeafantasy]

[brigitoshaughnessy]

I’m just saying, Jack wore that same hat in Window of Opportunity when he “resigned.” Do we think it’s his good luck hat?

[sg1]

Stargate SG-1, 02.06 Thor's Chariot

[polarity-disturbed]

Have you ever tried to explain to someone not on tumblr the tumblr tagging ecosystem? You sound bonkers. They look at you like you explaining a 5 lane highway designed by frogs to optimize lily pad travel.

[polarity-disturbed]

like you’ll be like okay so the tags are kind of for your own blog sorting, right, like #myposts or #reblogs so you or someone else can find them later, hopefully, or people can just wander into a tag for a show or character and see a bunch of posts about that

but also sometimes the tags are just… commentary, like a little side whisper you attach to the post that only lives in your corner of the swamp unless someone else decides to pick it up and carry it with them like a note in a bottle that has somehow developed opinions

and there are actual comments, which follow the post, but tags don’t, so tags are like speaking into a parallel dimension where only people who specifically go looking for it will hear you, and also the original poster, sometimes

so you can react to something without technically adding to the post in a way that propagates, unless someone sees your tags and goes “no actually this deserves to be part of the text” and manually copies them onto the post like a form of peer review, tags so good they achieved publication

and then it can also function as a PS on your own post, like an afterthought that didn’t quite fit into the main body but you still needed to say it, so you just tuck it into the tags like “also btw [unhinged addendum]” and send it drifting downstream

and at this point the person you’re explaining this to is just staring at you while the frogs continue building their infrastructure in the background and you’re like no I promise it makes sense once you live here long enough

[sg1]

SG1'S 1K CELEBRATION ☆ @starrybouquet requested ↳ Sam Carter & Kathryn Janeway comparisons

+ Bonus:

[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.

[franchaelaismyeverything]

Rip Katniss’ prep team

You would’ve loved shipping Haymitch and Effie

[inmyvampireempire]

I love tumblr because somehow I can end up being mutuals with a celebrity (someone that wrote a fic that I loved)

[commanderpeggymcgee]

How can you not love Mildred 😂

[commanderpeggymcgee]

Laura is me every day at work

[lighthouseshepard]

fries. envelopes. ive been awake for 18 hours can i go to bed now.

[lighthouseshepard]

you know i think the fact that friends and enemies autocorrected to this and i didn't notice is reason enough i should sleep

[lighthouseshepard]

[thememedaddy]

[berylian]

[thirdeyeblue]

The Doctor and Rose decide to sleep in after a busy evening of firsts…

As inspired by my dear, dear friend @badxwolfxrising and their fic, True North 💙 (I hope this will make up for how long it’s taking me to finish your proper present!)

⇩ Uncensored version ⇩

[alittlemayfly]

likely unpopular opinion but why cant the christmas special just be a one timer set in pete's world? i want to see tentoo and rose on christmas

[thirdeyeblue]

Please enjoy this minor nsfw revision

[scarlct-vvitch]

one day grace hurts his right hand somehow and he's all upset bc he's like gosh dang it now i have to do everything left-handed. and rocky's like ?????still have other hand?? and grace explains the idea of dominant hands and rocky is like. you only have two hands. the FUCK do you mean only one of them can do anything

[greater-than-the-sword]

My toxic trait is that if I find a product I like I want to keep using the same product forever. It's not even brand loyalty. It's called stop changing and discontinuing everything.