2 genres of fanfiction:
1) put that guy into situations
2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them REST
#you put the sad guy in #you take the sad guy out #you put the sad guy in and you shake him all about
Sade Olutola

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shark vs the universe
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JVL
cherry valley forever

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taylor price

#extradirty
Claire Keane
we're not kids anymore.
KIROKAZE
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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2 genres of fanfiction:
1) put that guy into situations
2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them REST
#you put the sad guy in #you take the sad guy out #you put the sad guy in and you shake him all about

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I finally draw a comic for the first time and it's Markiplier making out with Ryan Gosling of all things
Whenever I think about the value of something being done by a person who really understands the job from a lifetime of experience, I think of my first restaurant job. My goal was to work every position, and I started with a year and a half in the dish pit at 16yo.
When i started as a dishwasher, i was trained by an old career dish pit man named Claudio. He'd spent his whole life washing dishes. It allowed him to move to just about any city in the world that he wanted to and get a job without having to deal with complex hiring processes or strict resumé requirements. Which was the main thing he wanted out of a career. I still think about him.
He'd seen a lot of people come through that station who either didn't consider it a real job or thought it was beneath them, on their way to "better" or "more important" things. And, in retrospect, those first two days he was sort of doing the minimum with me that he could do and still respect himself when he told the manager he'd trained me.
But, maybe it was because i was really interested in learning all the positions there were in a restaurant because i knew they were ALL important, or because i was a hard worker, or maybe it was because i tried to have real conversations with him in my broken spanish and did my best to not make him speak any english unless he wanted to, but after a couple days there was a big shift in the way he and i worked together, and he started to really teach me.
That place ran the dish pit with one dishwasher, so when he was done training me I was going to be doing the job on my own.
The thing that stuck with me the most, for the rest of my restaurant career, was this... and it wasn't just the actual things he was saying, but a completely new way of looking at what i was doing within the context of how the restaurant ran. I came in for my 3rd day and he said
"When you work alone, you want to go home by midnight?"
we clocked on at 3:30 and took a half hour lunch break and usually skipped our tens, so, yeah i absolutely did want to get off work by midnight
Then, even tho i already knew where most of everything was by that time, he took me around and showed me all the dishes, cups, pots and pans, spatulas, silverware, had me look at all of it. Then he told me to remember that almost every one of the dishes I was looking at would be used more than once by the end of our shift- we were clocking on to wash the entire building full of dishes multiple times.
Then he led me back over to the industrial dishwasher most restaurants have, which looks like this:
and then this 60 year old career dishwasher from Mexico City said the thing that changed how I looked at restaurant jobs forever
"This machine takes two full minutes to run a cycle. We are on the clock for 8 hours. That means we have a maximum of 240 times we can run this machine. If you want to wash all those dishes, clean your station, mop, and clock off by midnight? This machine has to be on and running every second of the shift.
If you don't have a full load of dishes collected, scraped, rinsed, stacked, and ready to go into the dishwasher the second it's done every single time? You can't do it. If, over the course of 8 hours, you let this machine lay idle for just one minute in between finishing each load and being turned on again? Instead of 240 loads, you'll do 160 loads.
[like, literally, he had done this math, he had these exact figures]
160 loads instead of 240 loads means you are doing 20 loads in an hour instead of 30 loads. That means the dishes are going to pile up. The cooks will run out of pots and pans and will have to stop and wait for you, the servers will run out of plates and cups and have to stop and wait for you, and your night is going to SUCK. Every part of how this restaurant works can grind to a halt because of that idle minute between dish loads, and if it does you'll have an entire building of people in a hurry and all waiting on you.
And it means you're going to be here until 2 am doing the 200+ loads of dishes this restaurant goes through every night.
For this to work, you MUST have this dishwasher on and running every minute of the shift. As soon as you turn it on you have two minutes to have the next load ready. See these large items i put to the side down here? One or two of them takes up all the space in the machine. I keep them here so that if the machine finishes and shuts off before i'm ready for it i can stick one of these in there and turn it on again immediately. You have to think like that to do this job without stress."
The way he was looking at how the whole restaurant ran, the way he was looking at how he'd spend each minute of the entire shift, the way he broke down what the physical limits were and how to max them out so he could do his job and go home on time without stressing out... The way this 60 year old guy, who had never had professional ambitions beyond being a dishwasher, was still such a competent and brilliant expert in his field.
It was all such an important lesson, and one that stayed with me through every position i went on to work in restaurants, dish pit, busser, server, cook, all the way up through manager before I finally got out of my restaurant career
Claudio never wanted to be anything but a dishwasher who didn't stay any later than he had to.
But he knew how that restaurant ran better than most of the other people in it. I never had a chance to truly thank him for the specific lesson he taught me, because while it had an immediate impact, I didn't really understand how valuable a lesson it was until much later.
But I've thought about Claudio and what i learned from him many MANY times in my life.
All of this. Disaster befalls any company that holds no regard for the expertise of the lowest level staff.
In my younger years I worked at a medical office that managed both mental health and addiction recovery. The company had purchased an empty lot down the road from the building we rented to build a better facility with larger capacity. The CEO worked for months with the architect, and just as they were finalizing everything they happened to let me - who was the receptionist at that time - take a gander at the blueprints. It took all of three seconds for two major issues to jump out at me.
“The receptionist can’t see the waiting room from her desk with this layout.” I said. “It’s around the corner and blocked by a wall.”
“Is that important?” They asked.
“Do you want me to be able to keep track of the patients who are waiting?” I asked.
“Isn’t that what the sign-in sheet is for?” They asked me.
“Not everyone who comes here is signing in for an appointment, some are coming to check in, some people are here for the group therapy and need to be directed to the other side of the building, some people are painfully shy and if I don’t appear warm and inviting they won’t approach.” I explain.
“How often does that even happen?” They asked.
“Every day.” I explain.
“Bullshit.” They said.
“I’m not joking at all. Also, where is the chart room?” I asked.
“Oh, over here.” They said, pointing to a tiny closet on the far side of the building from the receptionist and check out desks. It was tucked neatly beside the CEO’s office. To get there the secretaries would have to go through two sets of security doors and it would be a five minute walk each way.
“Why isn’t it next to the front office, since that’s where the people who use it are?” I asked.
“We had concerns about people just going into the chart room to goof off and not do their work. It takes them away from their desks too much. You should only go in the chart room twice a day - once in the morning to pull the charts for the day, and once in the evening to put way the charts. It would remain locked and the CEO would have the key and let you in to supervise.” They said.
“We pull charts the day before so everything is ready to go and we can alert staff if a patient with additional needs is coming in. We have to go in the chart room every time a patient calls in that’s having a problem with their meds or is in crisis or otherwise has a question for the nurse. We have to go in there every time someone cancels and we are able to fit a waitlisted patient in. We go in there 20 - 30 times a day for legitimate reasons. The only reason any of us has ever gone in there to take a minute was when we got news that a patient had died and we were crying. And even then, we filed charts as we sobbed because no one in this office has free time.”
They stared at me.
“Sit with me for an hour and see what happens up here.” I said.
They took the blueprints away from me before I could keep looking at them, but they took me up on sitting with me. They didn’t last an hour. They changed the blueprints to fix both things I’d pointed out.
Unfortunately, they didn’t let me keep looking at it and they never asked the janitor what he thought, so no one caught the final fatal flaw in the design.
There were no closets in the entire building. Nowhere to put our supplies. And I’m not talking just a place for stationary and pens. I mean no janitorial closet. Nowhere to put paper towels and toilet paper or cleaning products. Nowhere to put holiday decorations or anything at all. They completely forgot about storage of any kind and immediately started eyeballing my hard-won chart room for it.
They wound up putting all the supplies in the cabinets under the sinks in the public bathrooms. And, surprising to no one, all of it got stolen after our first week in the new building. All our spare keyboards and monitors and phones and even our paper towels just walked out of the building. Because the CEO who had never worked a lower level job in his life wasn’t convinced closets were worth it.
Oh, Mary, full of grace, receive the bloodied sufferer into your arms
I really wanted to show how I see what is happens to bloodymary right after the moment when Grace takes Simon from the bloody ocean I feel like I want it to be creepy and disturbing.
oh no, who's that standing against the wall in the last frame? It seems like while Rocky sleeps, Grace will survive the real Ripley-trying-to-survive-on-the-ship-with-Alien experience
poet rotations
simon, after the adrenaline wears off: oh god oh no i hugged him i TOUCHED him i need to throw myself into dirt and bury myself i need a small space to- what the fuck is he doing in the mental health node
grace, after putting on a video of mars: I found your mountain the one you said you liked and the lake in the crater? we can go there when we get back if you want i think i’m turbo dead legally on earth sooooo
simon, staring blankly ahead: i would give you my seed
grace:
grace: wh at
simon: the- the seed. the highest honor when someone dies. i would give up my place in a burial chamber so you could have a seed planted where you rest
grace: HUH
Simon, unable to shut up: can we tell rocky to mix the soil our bodies become i want to be one with you
grace: hey so is planning funerals like planning a wedding
simon: no (very obviously lying)
grace:
grace: i mean
grace: sure?? we can be dirt together
simon: :)
grace: oh my god you can smile
simon: I HAVE SMILED BEFORE
grace: WH- NOT AT ME
simon: YOU JUST WEREN’T LOOKING WHEN I WAS
grace: do you smile at me when i’m not looking a lot
simon: >:(
grace: your scowl means nothing now you smile at me when i look away
“Your scowl means nothing now you smile at me when I look away”
Oh I love this 😭

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Someone mentioned how they were having a hard time creating a world for their fantasy fiction geographically because they kept reinventing the island of Britain, which also happened to my good close enemy George R. R. Martin. I would like to suggest North Carolina. I know that sounds absolutely ridiculous but North Carolina has an awesome geographic setup for a fantasy kingdom, I think. Inhospitable barrier islands, constantly shifting shoals in the sound, swamps with alligators, venomous snakes and carnivorous plants, lots of very flat and somewhat sparsely populated farmland, foothills, mines, mountains full of mysterious phenomenon that were originally very difficult to navigate and people still get lost in today. It kind of rocks.
AND VENUS FLYTRAPS ARE NATIVE TO THE CAROLINAS!
There are actually 36 carnivorous plant species native to North Carolina, roughly half of all carnivorous plant species in the United States are found in North Carolina! I added the carnivorous plant detail because that’s something I love about the state. We have so many fucking bugs that the plants keep evolving to eat them.
I love that giant man eating Venus flytraps are worldbuilding staples in untamed tropical fantasy settings but they’re actually native to a small region in the Carolinas.
And I agree with the notes, the Chesapeake Bay + Great Dismal Swamp (partially in NC anyway) and the South Carolina Lowcountry would be good geographic additions to this.
a new pfp for june 🧡💛🤍🩵💙
i feel like the youth should be reminded that the point of shipping is not for a ship to become canon. the point of shipping is to collect all the canon crumbs like starved mice, run away cackling and make some fun little scenarios with them just for the hell of it.
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close ups (+ notes) \/
you're mommy's good little printer aren't you? you'll print whatever mommy tells you to because otherwise mommy gets sad and leaves you for one of those free use library printer sluts
mommy needs you to print this document now and if you don't mommy is going to turn you off at the wall
listen to mommy okay? if you don't be a good little printer and fucking print my document and i know you want to okay mommy can see it in your print queue if you don't. print. my fucking document. mommy's going to get the hammer

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so... Grace is a middle school teacher, and his students are gonna mention the most random of things to him, as kids do. Things, he might not be entirely sure what they are, but his kids are sure happy to tell him all about their favorite YouTube channels and the crazy videos they watch.
including a certain videogame reactor, who decided to make a movie based on a horror game. They are so obsessed with it that Grace decides to give the channel a chance - and doesn't make it much farther than ten minutes before he nopes out of there. Way too scary for him. Though the reactor guy was kinda cute. He'll still nod along during science club as the kids talk about how cool the movie was, and the complicated lore (the stars entirely vanishing? crazy talk. a blood ocean!?! a radioactive submarine camera!?) and how much blood was used. (Should these kids be watching this?? eh, he's not their parent, it's probably fine)
then, you know, the sun starts dying
(cue governmental kidnapping, and eva stratt breaking all licensing laws and putting the entirety of human digital existence on a ship hurtling out to space, plus one amnesia'd scientist)
Flash forward to Grace living on Erid, when a distress call comes in from an Eridian space crew, talking about how they found a floating submarine covered in a blood substance with a one-armed human, and Grace has the sneaking suspicion he's heard this story somewhere before.
tl;dr Grace is from a universe where Markiplier makes Iron Lung the movie, and his class tells him about it. Once on Erid, Simon ends up coming through a wormhole, and they meet. Grace has access to the movie and Iron Lung game and detailed memories of in-depth conversations with his students about the feasibility of a blood moon
just a fun thought
for the good of all mankind
I think ao3 is literally the only site where no censorship means no censorship. you can post the most vile things on there — things that will get taken down on any other platforms — and ao3 will protect you, your works, and your rights to create whatever you want, however you want.
and no, this isn’t me saying “write that messed up, disgusting thing” because while, yes, write it if it’s what you want (I myself enjoy writing dark fics, something I believe would be considered “vile” to a lot of people), this is me saying in a world of censorship and capitalism, ao3 really is a treasure.
everybody say thank you ao3
❤️💙💛GRACEFUL💛💙❤️
⭐[my social media links]
☝️ one
she needs a lot

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Cisco : Barry, describe your ideal partner ?
Barry : Oh! Well I guess someone smart? Funny, maybe sarcastic, can keep up with me, older, and I kinda like the bad boy vibe I suppose...
Caitlin : *Looks at the camera*
Cisco : Did he just-
Caitlin putting her hands on his shoulder : Don't try Cisco.
*Meanwhile*
Lisa : Lenny! Describe your ideal partner!
Snart : The flash.
Mick : Straight to the point.
Lisa : Mostly gay to the point.
Big dog, small dog and very small dog
Forgot the most important part