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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Stranger Things

@theartofmadeline
Game of Thrones Daily
noise dept.
Cosimo Galluzzi

titsay

Today's Document
occasionally subtle
Keni

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shark vs the universe
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Jules of Nature
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my current project: may you know death lost already, a Reverse Robins AU
my AO3: LemonCakeDesign
my twitter: LemonCakeStream
fic requests are: open!

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youre not gonna fucjing believe this
tom nook is NOT a landlord!!! he is a construction worker! he SELLS you a WHOLE HOUSE! He is not CHARGING YOU however many bells a month to live there! You PURCHASE a HOME that he BUILDS FOR YOU and then you PAY HIM FOR HIS SERVICE. He charges no interest he sets no time limit it is a relationship built on trust. the only penalty you get for not paying off your home is that he won't build more home until you pay him for the first one. A guy that builds you a house wherever you want him to and then charges you for the cost of construction is not a landlord you own the fucking home
He is, however, in the mafia
my favorite thing about navigating fanfiction is finding a really good one and being all “oh boy this was good, I hope they have more!” and literally every other story they’ve ever written was for like Miami Vice
the tag game on this post is so strong
#a lot of the time this happens because someone in their 40’s got into 1 new thing and threw a fic at it before resuming business as usual#like sorry gang they’re not a youth who’s weirdly into your mom’s shows they’re your mom who played genshin impact
wait, chongo, i know you, from bandcamp, i love your work
👋👋👋👋
I’m gonna start collecting the different “I know you from X” because I’ve never had anyone introduced to me through bandcamp
All that to say thanks Bandcamp.
Also 👋
Well now I wanna know
Tag/reply with how you found me

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pretty incredible that google went from this bountiful source of information to just trotting out blatant factual inaccuracies every time you try to use it. i do not use she/her pronouns. GREAT JOB AI
its funny because when i first posted about my non-dysphoric trans way i was VERY hesitant because its complex and nuanced and i was worried people would take it out of context and flatten it into something incorrect. turns out the people were fine. MACHINES on the other hand cant figure it out
to explain again and help the broken AI machine and then i wont have to talk about it anymore: my preferred pronouns are he/him. my real pronouns are she/her. i prefer to use the wrong pronouns
the reason i do this is because i am not dysphoric and dont need every conversation i have to revolve around gender and my spiritual beliefs about gender. i love my male body even if it does not match my soul. it is a VERY COOL SECOND PLACE and i am pumped as heck on it
if we are talkin just use he/him. ASSUME AWAY. just dont put it on any technical documents or labelers because it is technically incorrect. dont put anything on those. i had a book delayed two weeks because of this once. ANYWAY hopefully the computer will have an easier time with this
Life must be a rollercoaster for the D class. You live in a shitty prison cell for the remainder of your probably extremely short life. One day some security guards show up and take you to a big room where a scientist tells you to copy an image onto some paper. You do. The scientist shrugs and writes something down and you're taken back.
One day a scientist hands you a poptart and says "eat this". You say "is it full of some kind of fucked up interdimensional poison". The scientist says "eat it or that security guard will tase you and tie you down and make you eat it". You eat the poptart. It is not full of fucked up interdimensional poison, but it is kind of stale. You describe the taste to the scientist and he shrugs and writes something down and you go back to your shitty cell.
One day a security guard takes you to a big room and there's a flute sitting on a table. A scientist tells you "play Hot Cross Buns on that". You explain that you do not know how to play the flute. You are instructed to try. You play the flute and get immediately get dragged into some incomprehensible shadow dimension and torn to pieces for no reason that makes any sense to you. You are very lucky to have survived so long and died so quickly.
This guy will spend hours staring at his blank wall and wondering what the fuck was in that chamber and why they thought he might know.
Sometimes you get blindfolded and told to repeatedly roll a basketball across the floor of a room and then you have to draw pictures and learn piano and cooking and you accidentally become a big monster's beloved Emotional Support Human, though, so there are potential upsides.
#i know Derin didnt invent this#but it is SUCH a Derin concept
I've been incorrectly credited with inventing rotational pseudogravity in colony ships and the "humanity, fuck yeah" subgenre, so this assumption would be par for the course.
(For the record I have never invented anything.)
Someone came in fully convinced that I wrote 17776 once. I'm waiting for the day that I get confused for the cookie clicker guy.
I'm an SCP anomaly but all I do is cause people to misattribute art they like to me at random.
Art and fibromyalgia.
Oh yeah I forgot about that.
I think too often people forget that “they” is as much a pronoun as any of the others, and it isn’t as neutral as you want it to be.
I accept it as a useful default (and I use it that way myself), but once a person has told you their preferences, you GOTTA stop using they/them if it’s not on the list. please. this isn’t me trying to make anyone feel bad but it’s at a point where I’m misgendered more in “inclusive” spaces than literally anywhere else
since becoming a barista i have noticed a few very distinct typologies among my customers. such as:
the woke left: young and fashionable. visible tattoos. often enjoys matcha, lavender flavoring, oat milk, and cold foam. pretty decent customers.
sweet old man: drinks very sweet iced lattes, pays in cash, puts all of his change in the tip jar. sometimes orders hot coffee and i get scared that his shaky old man hands will spill it and he'll get burned but that has not yet happened and god willing never shall.
evil old man: only wants drip coffee and declares it ridiculous that any other form of coffee exists. some variants only want americanos and these variants are even scarier. watch out.
sweet old woman: might need her daughter's help to order but is very bubbly and open to trying new things. compliments baristas freely and frequently.
evil old woman: does not want coffee and only wants sweet tea or soda. will not tip even if she spends three hours in the shop repeatedly asking baristas to fetch things for her.
errand husband: either stiltedly recites an order to you or shows you the order in their texts/notes app. needs to step out of line and make a phone call if you ask any follow-up questions.
grindset girlie: always wearing scrubs, an apron, and/or a name tag. orders the exact same thing every day and knows the exact change she'll need to pay for it. her regular order is both extremely caffeinated and extremely sweet.
#mamabear: is actively wrangling two to four children while ordering. order changes repeatedly because the children cannot decide if they want a muffin or a cookie or apple juice or chocolate milk etc. for some reason these women are always wearing an article of clothing or carrying some personalized item that says "mama" on it.
schoolchildren: band of two to eight adolescents hanging out after school. extremely indecisive but generally quite polite and tip well.
amnesiac in love: grown adult who needs their partner to tell them what they like. gets asked a question about their own preferences and turns to their partner to answer for them. generally acts like a shy child looking to their guardian for behavioral cues if you try to interact with them and only wants to talk to mommy i mean their wife.
this of course is not an exhaustive list but those are just some of the most consistent Types i get. ok bye xoxo
i'm not a lesbian as far as i know and i already have a wife but thanks tumblr
man what did i click on that tumblr thinks im gay
the sign in button?

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"focaccia, serves 4" yes all 4 me
"tiramisu, serves 2" yes all 2 myself
Pizza, serves 8, yes I 8 it all.
fix the past
build the future
something you learn fast and necessarily when you get into the habit of writing is that you are riddled with blind assumptions, prejudices, unpractised rhetoric and all kinds of unchallenged cicada shell thoughts that were left stuck to your mode of being when bad ideas fled you. most people get to move through the world behind a kind of modesty veil that divides their internal thoughts from their external observations, but you have to take that off when you write. you have to suddenly present the whole world to itself nakedly, without the kindness of someone who can stop you mid-sentence and say "hold on, I know you, you can't possibly mean that". people are often scared to show their work to an editor in case the editor points out what they look like without their modesty veil, but god, christ, hell and heaven, you have to be more afraid of what the whole world of strangers will see if you don't let someone pick the cicada shells off you first.
op is wordy, bloated, stylistically self-conscious. suggest condensing: "an editor is a guy who eats bugs"
formative years? aren’t they all?
show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse
There are few delights in the world like having a friend start to read Jane Eyre for the first time and then as they are commenting on it you slowly realize that they don't know. They don't know Rochester's deal.
This is like the literary equivalent of meeting someone who doesn't know Darth Vader is Luke's father.
So they go "I don't understand why anyone would have a problem with this relationship! Yeah he's older and there is a class/power difference but he clearly respects her as a person and it's so refreshing!" and you just cackle, cackle, cackle behind your screen until the inevitable day you get this message.
Everyone congratulate my friend @anonymoustypewriter, they just found out one of literature's biggest 100+ year old shock twists authentically without anyone spoiling it for them.

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normally petty arguments about small cultural differences are whatever, its just what youre used to normally but
there is literally no advantage at all to a bag of milk and a designated milk bag pitcher
like if the milk MUST be in a bag for whatever reason, at least put a spigot on it like a bag of wine or those emergency water bags
i -really- need to clarify that the bag milk people would be much less annoying if they were just like ‘yeah its what im used to i like it’ but instead you bring up bag milk and they will each give you a different, imagined, and often conflicting personal reason why they are actually better
if one person says easier to pour, one person says more recyclable, and one person says efficient storage (especially if all three have an alternative that is better than both bags and jugs, glass) then you know that its cope and each reason is made up. (also i almost forgot that one lunatic who said it makes the milk expire slower????)
anyway recycling plastic in any form is a myth and the best milk experience ive ever had was rectangular and stackable glass bottles that are completely recyclable
We really had it right in the 40s with the milk man stuff
AND you could fuck the milk man!!!
And you could fuck the milk man.