The Pancake

18+ ONLY She/them, 20s, Bisexual/Demisexual -AO3: shadowblade9 -Fandoms: Dragon Age, Baldur’s Gate, Mass Effect, The Arcana, Elder Scrolls, Star Wars, Dishonored, DC, Marvel, Arcane: League of Legends, The Books of the Beginning, and a lot of others that I can’t remember at the moment because I’m distracted by chocolate chip pancakes

[dankmemeuniversity]

[dectech]

preperations for the long journey ahead, friend

[ryann-44]

Morrigan should’ve had a daughter

[stixy]

Bro is cooking

[not-freyja]

Can everyone who makes video content do a Deaf bitch a favor? Watch your shit with the captions on and the sound off, and then do another round of editing to fix things including but not limited to:

Captions cover the spot on the screen you put the information I need

The dialogue is captioned but not the song you have playing that the dialogue is responding to

You only captioned the person on the screen, not the person off screen who is also talking

No captioning of critical sound effects (alarms, bells, dogs barking, etc)

Speakers are not labelled at moments where it is not clear on the screen who is talking.

Captions cover the spot on the screen that you put the information I need!

Other d/Deaf people welcome to add.

This post brought to you by the fifth video tutorial I could not follow because the bad, auto-generated captions covered what I was trying to watch today.

[only-cat-memes]

[shadydruid]

✨️Commission✨️ An Illusion Wizard apprentice and heiress to the prestigious Drow House Arkenval, Mazira spent most of her upbringing in the lap of luxury whilst residing in the last Elven city of Tol’Leyemil. Shortly after her 100th birthday and a single semester at the preeminent Sarmar Academy, the Dark Elf Curse would posture the surface-dwelling Drow as pariahs amongst her Elven kin. Now living in the human-led, business-centric city of Morencia to escape the prejudice, Mazira must join up with some unlikely allies to establish herself in the island city-state—and look fabulous doing it.

[baejax-the-great]

Reddit doing me the biggest favor in the world by blocking me from using mozilla on my phone to scroll and demanding I download their app

Reddit, baby, I've been trying to quit you all year. There's not a snowflake's chance in hell that I'm downloading your trash app, so thank you for dumping me when I didn't have the strength

[uesp]

Did You Know: Molag Bal naturally prefers lying to telling the truth? The exception to this is if a truth would be more cruel than a lie could be, where he will instead tell the truth.

[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.

[disabled-bug]

I’m so proud of people living with chronic health conditions. That shit is HARD. Idk who needs to hear this, but if no one else has said it: I’m proud of you. You’re sticking it out through so much pain and grief. That’s no small feat.

Every small thing you do for yourself health adds up. The grief is heavy and it comes from a place of love. The grief knows the pain is wronging you.

I’m proud of you. I hope on the good days you can be proud of yourself.

Keep going.

[hydrattan]

I was feeling agitated and artblocked yesterday so I decided to give my brain a rest by watching TV and then the next thing I knew these were in front of me

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Chickens love to peck at hard things to make a variety of interesting sounds and my new ladies have just discovered The Tin Fence.

[beka-tiddalik]

They're also a big fan of Chipped Ceramic Plate if you feel like experimenting

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Ooh I have some leftover floor tile fragments, I should give them some of those.

[nipple-brains]

I've seen people give their chooks kids you xylophones and they love them!!

[welcometothejunkpile]

Mine are a big fan of sealed plastic bucket of water sealant paint that we haven't moved yet.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

My old hens loved Window and every day I feel blessed that my new ones haven't discovered it yet.

[spinachwrap]

Mine have an old mirror, parrot toy with tiny bell, metal toy pan. All of these things make fun sounds when pecked 👍

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

I should get them a wind chime

[ladydei]

Idk you may quickly regret Wind Chime

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

I regret my chickens every day

[astercontrol]

TIL any chicken coop can be an entire all-percussion orchestra bangin out the tunes

[snat-snailcat]

Reblogging this a second time bc my baby girls got a new xylophone and I have to share it with the class

Banging out some tunes fr

[anneapocalypse]

I love bisexual fans and bisexual characters and bisexual OCs and bisexual headcanons and bisexual ships and bisexual stories and bisexual friends and bisexual art and being bisexual. 💙💜💗

[fidelcostco]

the human brain is so cool, if you're tired and stressed enough, your brain will go, "don't worry, I got you" and shadows will start moving

[fidelcostco]

and what's the genital situation on the shadows

[fidelcostco]

oh this is my post

[shambhalala]

Did I ever mention how much I love my pal’s OCs?? Every single one of them? They are all amazing? Like, you created this fictional human from your own imagination and I’m so wowed by them thank you for your, and their, existence

[gatheringbones]

“Life after menopause is exceptionally rare in animals. It can evolve only in creatures where grannies help younger family members survive. Only human, killer whale, and short-finned pilot whale females routinely live for substantial periods after they stop breeding. Like humans, killer and pilot whales have roughly twenty-five to thirty childbearing years, then can live another thirty or so. And as Ken’s just explained, some live a lot longer. Up to a quarter of the females in a group are postreproductive. These whales are not waiting to die; they are helping their children survive. As human children often benefit from their grandmothers’ attention, killer whale grandmothers boost their grandkids’ survival. A rather bizarre twist of killer whale society is that killer whale mothers remain crucial to the survival of their adult children. When older killer whale females die, their adult children start dying at high rates, especially males. Male killer whales who are under thirty years old when their mothers die suffer a tripling of the annual mortality rate compared to males in their age group whose mothers are still alive. Male killer whales who are more than thirty years old when their mothers die face death rates more than eight times as high as males in their age group whose mothers are still living. Daughters under thirty show no mortality increase after their mothers’ death. But daughters older than thirty when their mothers die have more than two and a half times the death rate of same-age females whose mothers are alive. Males’ handicaps of the extra drag of their huge dorsal and pectoral fins and the extra food required for their immense size (at around 20,000 pounds, males can be one-third more massive than females) seem to make them reliant on their working mothers for food. Females don’t have the males’ impediments, but while raising young, females may rely on food shared by their no-longer-breeding mothers. Adult females share essentially all the fish they catch, and more than half goes to their children. Adult males share their catch only about 15 percent of the time—usually with their mothers. While no one fully understands their strange death pattern following the loss of a mother, extreme parental care is likely at the root. Toothed whales are the world’s champion nursers. Short-finned pilot whales continue to produce milk for up to fifteen years after the birth of their last calf, likely nursing other females’ young. In bottlenose and Atlantic spotted dolphins (further study might reveal others), some females never give birth. Denise Herzing dubbed them “career females,” because their role in society does not include motherhood. They might be infertile. They might be gay. But their contribution is crucial: they do a lot of babysitting. When Herzing entered the ocean with a visiting nine-year-old girl, “White Patches, the eternal babysitter herself, had never seen me babysitting a young human before. Her excitement vocalizations were audible and electric and she continued to swim around us, eyeing the human youngster attached to me.” (Researchers sometimes call babysitters “aunts.” That’s precisely who they often are.)”

— Beyond Words, by Carl Safina

[aceteroiid]

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