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This is an awesome use of what is probably a master's degree if not a doctorate and I am 100% thrilled that she shared it even though it was embarrassing and she squeaked.
Recap event on Genshin Impact.
I sure have spent a lot of days online!
Hereâs a link to come join the event for returning travellers. đ§ł
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What you order at a coffee shop
Coffee as black as your soul
Caramel latte cause youâre a basic bitch
Matcha, just to be âšdifferentâš
A macchiato or just shots of espresso, youâre in a hurry goddamnit
The most complicated thing possible
Decaf sweetness (ie. smoothie, hot chocolate)
A tea, because if Uncle Iroh loves it so much, thatâs all the reason you need
Something else (lemme know!)
Finally got polls, and Iâm a barista, so here ya go
JUST latte, because Iâm a VERY basic bitch
Vanilla bean cream Frappuccino with two added shots of espresso, summer or winter
So an Ice Queen who needs her caffeine
Posted a new work!
Mind the â ïžwarningsâ ïž in the tags!
Summary: Error and Ink have established a truce between Destruction and Creation, and are actually able to stick to it somewhat. Except for the occasional creative spree spurred by the Creators followed by a quick clean up, things are amicable between them and they donât consider each other enemies anymore.
Nightmare on the other hand refuses to surrender or call a truce with Dream. He wants that last golden apple. Error is still technically a âBad Sansâ and lives in Nightmareâs castle, since Nightmare will just drag him back if he stays in the Antivoid.
Error is now stuck in a war that he wants no part in. He cares for Nightmare and his gang and doesnât want to see them hurt, but he also doesnât want to hurt the Star Sanses. But when the people he cares for abuse and use him, and blame him for every failed mission or little thing that goes wrong, what is a skeleton to do?
His only hope might be Dreamâs willingness to help any SOUL that needs him.
Hope and fear can be found in the most unexpected places, safety and danger are only a hairs breath away, and whose to say that salvation and damnation arenât one and the same.
Notes:Warnings in the tags, take heed. Heavy subjects including abuse (physical and mental), manipulation, poor mental health, low self esteem, self depreciation, angst to fluff cycle, things get worse before they better, slight enemy to friends to lovers, depiction of wounds and treatment.
Started this back in 2019 when I was in a bad state of mind. I was called unreliable a lot and started this as a vent fic. Will be continuing it now. Iâm doing better, in a more healthy state of mind, and feel that I can make this a better story that it was going to be. Iâve got more perspective and feel that I can tackle this now without spiraling.
Again, please mind the tags, and maybe donât read if itâs too triggering. Be good to yourself and take care!
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Happy anniversary to the time I ordered a burrito from taco bell and instead they gave me like 100$ worth of THC vape cartridges.
THE YEAR IS 2021 and I am on my way home from a VERY long day at my new job as a school photographer. Its 5:30, I have driven an hour and a half just to get home and all I want is a beefy five layer burrito and to go to bed early.
I go through the drive through at the taco bell. This is the same taco bell that, three years prior, asked us how many sauces we wanted. My roommate responded with "we'd like to get lost in the sauce."
To which he said "lost in the sauce. Ok boss!"
And gave us an entire brown bag full of sauce packets that we are still working through to this day.
So our conclusion is that this store is operated by stoners, which is on par for a taco bell.
But anyhow, 2021, all I want is a burrito.
Pull up in the drive thru, order burrito. Compliment the cashier's nails, take the bag without checking, drive off.
I get home. I carry the bag all the way to the kitchen and set it down. The sound it makes is not the sound of a beefy five layer burrito. It rattles.
I realize now that something is wrong.
I look inside.
I find this:
Which I realize now in 2022 after hanging out with potheads that this is considerably more than 100$ of THC products but that's unimportant. I sit there for a few moments and just kind of stare at them asking myself
WHY does this KEEP HAPPENING to me?
Girlfriend comes in and sees this.
"Did someone pay you in smokeables again?"
"No, this is the new beefy 5 layer burrito from taco bell. Obviously."
I could keep them, but what would I DO with them? I didnt know any smokers at the time that I could sell them to. You cant really... pawn THC products in my state because it's a consumable and uhhhh... possession of such products is probably illegal? Fucking I dont know, if there's a law about it everyone seems to be ignoring it.
And I cannot stress this enough: I dont smoke! And yet people keep handing me these things for some reason.
But more importantly: it is now 6:00, I am starving, and I did not get my burrito. So i make a decision and i grab the bag of vape carts and I go back to get the food I ordered.
I go inside and stand at the counter. I quietly tell the cashier that I ordered a beefy five layer burrito, and I got this instead. I lift the bag. I gently drop the bag. It makes the very non beefy burrito rattle sound.
The cashier knows by sound what is in the bag. Her eyes go wide.
"I'm not mad," I tell her. "I dont want anyone in trouble. I'm just very hungry and would like the food I ordered."
She very quietly takes the bag beneath the counter and produces six coupons for a free taco. "We'll get your order to you in a moment, thank you for your patience."
I am... containing my urge to burst out in laughter because this urban legend stuff. This is 'tumblr will call this fake' material. This is 'that happened to my friends cousin' kind of story material and I'm just... waiting for my burrito.
The manager on duty approaches me and says:
"I understand you received something uhh.. other than your order." She thinks I'm gonna tell corporate. This shit is too funny for corporate. I am not telling corporate.
"I dont want anyone in trouble," I repeated. "I'd just like to make sure it gets back to its owner and make sure I get the burrito I ordered."
"Right. Right. Right away."
She gives me six more free taco coupons.
It is deathly quiet back there and I am trying so hard not to laugh at the absurdity of all of this. Like... how did I get here? What happened back there to lead me to this awkward situation? What farcical theater piece am I now a minor character in? Will I exit left persued by a bear?
The cashier returns with a bag. "Once again, I'm REALLY sorry."
I take the bag. I check it this time.
This is indeed a burrito.
"No need, all is well."
I leave with my burrito, twelve free taco coupons, and the sense that I just created chaos for an hour.
Well, looks like this one is gonna escape containment.
Let service industry workers say âfuckâ please
I used to work at a sandwich place that also did lattes n stuff. Weâd get nasty customers every once in a while, and when we did, we got to unleash Neal. Let me explain...no, it is too much, let me sum up:
The manager moved from the deep south to get this job, heâd been looking for a job in the PNW, and he somehow talked the owners into letting his platonic life mate, Neal, be the Assist Manager. So he, his wife, and his BFF forever come and take over this shop but the owners must not have actually...spoken...to Neal. He was INSANE. I mean, I never had trouble with him, but he frightened the new girls with his crazy eyes, liked knives way too much and looked like one of those tiny white guys who was spoiling for a fight and couldnât back it up...except he could. 500 pounds of crazy in a 120 pound bag, you might say. But he was perfect, PERFECT for jerk customers who bullied new girls. Hereâs an example:
So one day, Iâm schlepping sandwiches, and I see the new coffee girl just...get yelled at by this big dude, who seemed way too comfortable yelling at strangers in front of other strangers in a line behind him, and maybe, if this had been somewhere else, he would have gotten away with it, because I have noticed strangers let randos yell at hapless teen college student girls who are tiny and just trying to get a buck man wow that is a whole ass THING anyway I stepped away from my sandwich, went into the back where Neal was slicing vegetables happily with a knife and tapped him in for an intervention.
My man Neal steps out from the back with knife in hand, bless. Steps up to the front and watching the chain reaction of coworkers hiding smiles, customers get big eyes, the new girl being alarmed and confused, and the big dude yelling just...not knowing what was about to happen was this...free show I just ate up om nom nom.
He does the managerial, what seems to be the problem (knife in hand), guy yells, wants his money back. Neal is all, so sorry, sure you can have money back (knife in hand slowly moving), guy yells, new girl steps back, unsure. Neal is all, but you canât yell, sir, this a place of business, canât we be reasonable (knife finally rest on counter, now Neal goes for his apron strings uh oh), and all the workers know this means Neal is about to be able to claim he was on break when he punched this guy.
Snacks are coming out. Tea is being drunk. Sandwiches are not being made. The whole place is bated breath on the free show. This is prime popcorn.gif territory irl.
Neal asks the dude to step outside, and the dude goes out! Big plate glass windows, everyone can see but not hear as the beast is unleashed. Neal is up in his grill, not touching, waiting just waiting for the yelling big dude to make the first point of contact. And folks, I am here to tell you that dumbass pushed Neal first and wow have you ever seen a hunting terrier just go for the ankles and take a beast down? It was like that. This guys chickened out so fast from the force of the maniac Assist Mngr âon his breakâ and it was a beautiful thing to watch. Dude never came back, and the new girl was way more comfortable after that.
So hey. If you ever talk your way into running a shop where you know assholes are going to be mean to your workers, make sure to bring your feral best friend with the crazy eyes who likes knives way too much to defend them.
A bunch of kittens.
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Love this design for UF Sans
What a year this week has been.
Itâs Monday.
It sure as hell is.
The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets
Why⊠is this back
Itâs the first Monday of April, I saw this in January
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Hello! Along with @zahrart17 we decided to try to do a big Google Docs to organise some things related to Undertale AU's in general. @zirkkun, and @tatatale helped us with some things too đ
This document is meant to help creators to know about if it is okay to use other AUs for their stories and / or merch purposes.
Look at it as some kind of big shortcut document to other people's FAQ's, maybe. You can add your AU, or other AUs you are sure about the information given, it might ease other's people's searches! âš
UT/MV AU Permissions Note: This document is meant to help creators to know about if it is okay to use other AUs for their stories and / or
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I wish this feeling upon everyone who wants to wear a dress, its really the best
this makes me so happy as a fat hairy guy who likes skirts and dresses i never get to see guys like me in dresses itâs always skinny twinks this makes me so happy đ„șđ„ș
If you are a larger gentleman, and wish to partake of the dress-wearing experience, please accept these tips to help fit your first dress!
1) You want something with stretch in it. Dresses are (often) built for people with boobs, and until you get familiar with how they fit your specific body, trying something super-stiff will 100% end in tears. I promise you, I am 32 years old, I have been wearing dresses all my life, and I still get pissed at dressing room mirrors because who the fuck designs some of these. There are fitted, tailored dresses designed by sane people who expect that their clothes will be worn by human beings, and they will make you look fine as fuck, but make your life easy and donât start with them.
2) Dress sizes were designed by sixteen ferrets on crack and are not consistent between brands, styles, or vintage vs modern. Use them as a guideline, not a rule, and donât let them upset you. Very often theyâre adjusted in order to target a specific audience.
3) Lauren by Ralph Lauren is an amazing plus-size brand. Both of my fitted dresses are Lauren dresses, and that isnât because Iâm a label snob, itâs because I try on a dress that I think looks good and I go âYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSâ and then pull it off and look at the label and go â ⊠. why am I surprised?â When youâre ready to branch out into fitted dresses, I strongly recommend finding your local Macyâs or Nordstrom and checking out their Lauren section. Even if you donât buy anything from that section, it will give you a much better idea of how fitted dresses should look (flattering!) and feel (comfortable!).
4) Empire waists are your enemy. Those are the ones with the raised waistline that, on someone with boobs, sits right beneath said appendages. They will 1) ride up and 2) make you look pregnant, and without breasts to fill out the cups itâll look like you donât know how to fit your size. It does not matter who you are or how tall you are, if youâre above like a size four, empire waists are not going to be comfortable or give you the look you want. Just save yourself the time.
5) Arm holes on a sleeveless dress do not fit like arm holes on a tank top. Theyâre cut differently. Before you buy, MAKE SURE you cross your arms over your front and give yourself the biggest hug you can. Then put your arms behind you as far as you can. If you feel the fabric snag or chafe, you will end up wasting your money because the dress will be stupidly uncomfortable. You might be able to fix this by getting the same dress one size up, but if you choose to try one size up, prepare yourself for disappointment first. Itâs often a sign of poor design or craftsmanship.
6) Part of trying on your dress should be SITTING DOWN. If this isnât a dress you plan to wear with tights or leggings, you need to make sure it covers the backs of your thighs. (Either that, or you need to resign yourself to peeling yourself off chairs, and that fucking hurts.)
7) If you wear a mix of different underwear types, make sure you wear boxers when you go to try on dresses. Nothing will suck more than throwing on your dress and realizing you can see your shorts very easily underneath.
and if you donât fit a dress you thought you would, donât feel bad. it happens to girls all the time. dresses on average arenât really made for anyone except really thin people.
Do I reblog this every time it crosses my dash? Yes, yes I do, because it contains helpful information for finding and trying on dresses, and EVERYONE deserves to try on dresses if they want.
My additional piece of advice? Damn near everyone, when trying on clothes, suddenly has Good Posture when theyâre looking in the mirror. So give it a few minutes, then see how the dress feels when your body has relaxed into what your Regular Posture is.
What a year this week has been.
Itâs Monday.
It sure as hell is.
The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets
Welcome to Tuesday.
8-1 is 7. 7 plus 7 is 14. 14 plus 1 is 15. 2 plus 4 is 6. Accounting for tens itâs 60. 60 plus 10 is 70. 70 plus 5 is 75.
8+7=15. 15+20=35. 35+40=75.