#Dollar Struggles

[ragnarssons]

people out there pretending the watcher dudes are struggling wittle poow artists having to live by capitalist rules :((((( to justify their dumb ass move... y'all are cute, i guess.

[foulbearobservation]

I hate to do this but I'm finally getting out of a cockroach infested apartment which is GREAT!! but in the process I am,,, a little broke! So if you donate like 5-10 bucks to help me cover a moving truck and some burly dudes to move my stuff up 3 flights of stairs to my new 3rd floor apartment, I'll write out a little drabble abt the blorbos of your choosing!

You can donate here and if you leave the name of ur blorbos or a prompt in the comments when you donate I'll write ur little dudes in Situations™

[anhedoniashoujo]

i dont like asking people for money but i cant deny that if everyone who saw this post gave me a dollar my financial situation could dramatically improve and i wouldnt be as stressed about covering my living expenses all the time

Ca$hedapp: $SacredClaire

Venmode: @ AnhedoniaShoujo

[etwlemons]

Young Blondie and Tuco

(Special thanks to @beanifred for the young Eli Wallach photos ^^))

[jrueships]

PEOPLE WHO WORK THE TOLL BOOTHES CAN HEAR U?????

[moldwood]

okay google fastest way to get $4000

[resident-gay-bitch]

little rich boy sirius who gets disowned and can barely survive without his expensive brands and the basic human need to eat at least once a day meeting the entirely too generous james potter who just falls for the vanity and sincerity of the reformed rich boy and decides that once sirius stops caring about brands and status and rich boy things and just cares about what matters in life he decides to spoil his boyfriend to pieces because he’s secretly sitting on a fucking fortune

[meatsex]

hes crazy for giving back money and stuff he was given because people asked i would have fucking killed them

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — 24-hour scientific services.

SEPTEMBER 15, 1983

“Listen, Mrs. Springer, I’m fine. Promise.”

He knows his English teacher probably isn’t going to appreciate the ‘cross my heart’ gesture, but he feels it’s necessary to really convey how totally, completely, one hundred percent fine he is. 

“We’re almost to the office,” is all she says in response. Her expression is gentle, so’s her voice, but by her tone Marty recognizes that she means business. She almost looks… angry?

“Are you… mad at me?” he asks, eyes squinting to try to get a better look at her.

“What? Oh, honey, no,” she’s quick to reassure, and he feels so shitty that he almost doesn’t mind how she’s talking to him like he’s still in elementary school. “No, of course I’m not mad at you. You’re sick!”

That, he’s not going to argue with. 

“But, y’know, I-I can stay, really–” he tries to protest. He’s totally okay to just sit and listen to everyone talk about… whatever book they were reading. To Kill A Mockingbird, probably? Or Inherit the Wind. Something about some trial or whatever. Yeah, he was totally getting it, even if he did kind of almost fall trying to get up and use the pencil sharpener. But it was no big deal.  

“No, you’re going home to bed,” Mrs. Springer says definitively, sitting him down on a chair that’s in the hallway for some reason? No, they’re in the office now, he recognizes the big desk and the lady behind it. Mrs. Springer puts her hands on his shoulders. “Now, I have to go back to class, but Marjorie’s here and she’ll take good care of you. She’ll get someone to come and pick you up, okay? And if you need a ride, I can take you back home after school, but I don’t want you waiting that–”

“No, it’s… it’s okay, Mrs. S. Thanks.” He offers a half smile her way. It’s nice that she cares so much, but he’d be okay just to skate home, really. He didn’t want anybody to bother Mom and Dad or Dave but he also didn’t want them to freak out if he climbed into bed and didn’t climb back out for a solid two weeks.

Mrs. Springer and the desk lady– Marjorie, he guesses– exchange a look before Mrs. Springer goes back down the hall. Marjorie smiles at him. 

“Hang tight, Marty,” she assures, cheerfully, “let me just call home for you, okay?”

He nods, letting his eyes shut for just a second–

“--Hi, sweetheart.”

Marty starts. Since when was Marjorie right in front of him? 

“Nobody’s picking up at home,” she continues, “is there someone else we could try?”

He nods. 

“Can I do it?” he asks.

“Sure, honey, go ahead.”

He stands, scuffing his shoes on the floor the way Mom always hates. He doesn’t mean to do it, but he’s pretty sure somebody tied weights around his legs while he wasn’t looking. 

He squints again, trying to make sense of the jumble of letters, numbers, and squares. Eventually, he manages to punch in the right number, hearing @doctorbrown ‘s voice at the other end. 

“Yo, Doc,” Marty begins. “Wait… you’re not your answering machine, right?... You’re you?... ‘Cause I, um, I kinda need a favor…” He rubs the back of his neck, his hair damp, fighting for words to describe his situation that just aren’t coming. “... I don’t feel good,” he eventually settles on, barely registering a wince at how babyish it sounds.  “They’re sendin’ me home but Mom and Dad aren’t, uh, aren’t home, so is it okay if you pick me up?... I keep telling ‘em I’m cool and I’ll be good to skate back but…”

[vexenya]

Maybe a hot take but if for whatever reason you cannot boycott maybe keep that to yourself? Don’t go around telling everyone and the dog “omg I have to eat McDonald’s 😢 I can’t afford anything else” because 1) there are plenty of better and cheaper options, trust me I’ve been there and I didn’t eat McDonald’s a single time when I was there. And 2) when you say things like that you’re clearly trying to get people to sympathize with you and reassure you that you’re not a bad person and you’re not doing anything wrong. People are literally dying, this situation is not about you.

Decades in the future, when all this is in the history books, people in Palestine won’t remember that you couldn’t stop drinking Starbucks because it’s the only coffee shop in your area. They’ll remember that people in a first world country refused to do the bare minimum to help them.

[valentinedagger]

thank you mildred thoughtslime for "commerce is the force art must overcome to exist" you really hit the nail on the head there

[ruthlesslistener]

[through gritted teeth] this is fine.

[no27-autonation-honda]

How many more times must i be forced to go through an awful day and then remind people, who I know personally and previously knew to be very intelligent, that the reason why some people get worried about whether or not an online person they interact with is “real” is because there is such a thing as fucking scams.

[simptasia]

people will say "cats will eat you after you die" as if thats a bad thing. i mean, feeding a hungry cat seems like a nice thing really

by the way, dogs will do this too. it is not an expression of heartlessness, it is merely animal hunger

anyways at least the body would serve a purpose rather than being sealed in a box in the ground

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

Friendly reminder that there’s no such thing as an ethical billionaire.

To my fellow Swifties, let’s recognise this.

Other than the typical immoral strategies used to earn and maintain a billion dollars, we should recognise that an individual with a billion dollars- in accumulated wealth, assets and investments-actively chooses not to ease the suffering of millions, even billions worldwide, instead hoarding a fortune that is too much for one person to reasonably spend.

[snommie]

Anybody else here using sheezy art (newly updating website meant to replicate old dA style)... I'd love to follow/friend/watch/whatever it's called you❤️.