#She SLAMS the door open
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cookieg122 · 5 days ago
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OOh!!! I love stuff like this! Ok-oK!! AaaaA, there are so many lil things about Aya that it is tough to pick just one fact~! I'm just gonna gush about a few things from her main story~!
In Home Is Where You Are, something that always makes me laugh is how Aya periodically sneaks out at night to gamble with their money because?? They NEED the cash, and Aya happens to be really good at gambling. *Wink Wink* So she ends up winning SO much money that the townsfolk get angry and kick them out of the village they are staying at. (YES, this HAS happened multiple times before). (YES, she is 9 years old).
In that same story, Aya also has the ability to use maAgiccc~! One of her more recent spells is her "storage!" Aya can store a few items in her pocket dimension for hands-free carrying. However, there are limitations. There is a time limit tied to how heavy the items stored are. For instance, it would be easy for Aya to store a water bottle and a hairbrush all day with no issues. However, add something heavy into the mix, like, I don't know, a small PANDA BEAR (something she definitely didn't pick up once before), and suddenly, she can only keep up the spell for an hour before it starts taking a physical toll on her.
Gosh, okay, another thing- Aya (being a princess) never learned how to properly open and close doors, as that was something taken care of for her by her attendants. So whenever she opens and closes a door, she ends up slamming it. Not out of anger or anything. She just doesn't understand that the door shouldn't be slammed. You always know when she's entered or left the house. R I P Khalan is the one who has to deal with that. Eventually, she does grow out of this one, but it does make me laugh that it even happened. (One daaaay, she's gonna be really embarrassed she did this~)
(Khalan belongs to @pekoeboo)
This is your politically avoidant sign to reblog and put a fun fact about your OCs in the tags or reblogs! Share something you want an excuse to talk about, something silly, a song they'd like, or something to devastate a really specific person who's overinvested in them! Go crazy!!
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thingaddams4 · 2 years ago
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Wednesday bluntly saying "you should know I'm waiting for someone" and "I'm actually here for Tyler" to Xavier and continuing to frown unfazed as Xavier's face contorts in disapproval whenever Tyler shows up beside her, BUT pausing before saying "Xavier" when Tyler asked her who she asked to the Rave'N.
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bookwyrminspiration · 11 days ago
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as of about 10 minutes ago, my cat has learned how to open cabinet doors. but she's not very good at it and has immediately decided to make that everyone's problem
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deconstructthesoup · 7 months ago
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The series of events that lead up to the Nightmare route, to me, feel a million times more scary than the Nightmare herself
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planetsallalign · 7 months ago
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I woke up at 4am with a migraine that felt like an ice pick was being jammed from one temple through the other. I stumbled my way downstairs and downed a couple ibuprofen and some water then went and laid back down. Unfortunately this migraine decided it was going to be one of those that the pain gets so intense you throw up. And I threw up the only pain relief medicine that was in the house. After throwing up the pain wasn’t as blinding, but Maeve decided if I was up she should be eating. So after 2.5 hours of her in my face purring/licking/digging at the blankets and me pushing her off the bed I gave up. Got up and fed them and then remembered Walmart opens at 6am. Threw clothes on, luckily the sun isn’t out today because the migraine was still killing me. Grabbed some excederin migraine and a bunch of other random things. Now I’m back home straight into bed. I should have made coffee but I don’t have it in me at the moment. I did buy myself a treat for later. Can’t wait to have this once everything is nice and cold in the fridge.
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hashtag-bitch · 9 months ago
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Kicks your door open. "Pay attention to me."
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somberspocketsnacks · 8 months ago
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It's 9pm and Dave comes back with chicken. And he's not above brotherly antics :) . Thus, he slams open his sisters door with the flat of his palm and stands menacingly in silence. Karkat peeks inside waiting to get some food and wondering why his boyfriend is being a idiot, he just wants to eat some succulent fried sqawkbeast.
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chickie-birdies · 3 months ago
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Recently bought the chickens a rat-proof feeder because the world's biggest pack of rats has moved in and I've had enough. Training the chickens to use it is going well, if slowly. (It would be a lot faster if I still lived with my chickens, or at least lived closer than 30 minutes away... 😅 I can't be there all the time to work with them.)
Midnight, however, refuses to engage with the thing and instead stands next to it looking cranky while she watches the young'uns eat.
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#unfortunately the seller forgot to send me the part that makes the door close softly 🙄 he'll send it soon tho#it would definitely be easier to teach the chickens that this contraption is safe if it didn't slam closed#it would probably also be easier if they'd ever eaten out of a feeder of any sort ever in their lives 😅#midnight has been eating off the ground for 11 years and doesn't seem keen to eat out of some newfangled noisy tin can#but hopefully it'll get easier#if the chickens get hungry enough they'll eat out of anything i figure#anyway the star of these training sessions is definitely tofu. she's very shy so i didn't expect her to try it so quick but#apparently she'll do anything for bread scraps!#midnight#tofu#crow#oh yeah more quick notes#the front panel on the feeder is open in these photos bc i was still in the process of adjusting the spring tension#also I've since rearranged the bricks so it's easier for the chickens to stand in front of it#i reeeeally hope this works bc. you guys. the rats are SO bad#i was at the end of my rope i was seriously almost ready to simply get rid of all the chickens i was so stressed#things haven't been easy for me regarding all my animals i had to leave behind when i moved. i miss them every day#I'm also so not used to living in a house without a single animal. I've always had pets around til now#i want a cat but I'm holding out hope that i can convince my parents to give me MY cat. my dad refused to let me take her#and I'm worried about her. she needs more specialized care and she will never receive it in that house#sigh anyway. i have a lot on my mind
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qvietspvce · 5 months ago
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your posts on the cat sleeping poll cracked me up 😂 do you also have to leave your doors slightly open or else you are harassed with pitiful meows for closing the door?
oh i used to! i used to leave my doors slightly open but dolly-ollie will just open a door at her pleasure. going to the bathroom is a group activity now!
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bunnihearted · 7 months ago
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#1st ​my sister was passive aggressive bc i was boiling pasta when she wanted to make her dinner#so she slammed stuff nd chopped veggies aggressively#nd i felt my heart rate spike nd my body go tense nd i always get clumsy nd drop things nd hurt myself when i get that way#but they think i deserve feeling awful bc of mistakes in the past so i cant ask them to stop#i've been walking around w lots of heavy things nd im barely keeping it together#nd i got so mad bc she wouldnt stop so i started slamming the cabinets nd then left when i was done#then my mom nd other sister got home nd i just wanted to ask my mom smth#when i open my door my other sister goes 'omfg already?'#'immediately when we get home i never get a break. it's almost disgusting'#i just got so.. i realized how pathetic nd childish i am so i just went into my room#but then apparently my sister said to mom that *i* was the only one being passive aggressive#so she comes in to talk when i was having my dinner so i said that i plz just wnna eat my dinner#she didnt know nd she's never cared but i wanted to hurt myself so badly i was struggling not to#but then she started screaming at me for being childish nd passive aggressive nd that i never do anything#she left my room. she still talks to my sisters so i know it's onlg me shes sick of#idk.. today is bad bc i cant talk to her nd i dont have ANYONE else to talk to im all alone#and now i barely even wanna go outside my room bc apparently my family thinks i wnna mess w them just for going to the bathroom lmao#i hate myself so much. im so pathetic. im 25yrs old living at home being a burden#nd im just a pathetic nd childish person. i 'need' to talk nd vent nd rant nd#like if i buy some things i have these need to like do a mini haul or if i get books from the library#i wnna show my mom what books i got#it's so childish. i do feel bad for my mom to have to deal w me nd my annoying personality#why cant i jusy be normal. no wonder why i can never keep friends or my family doesnt wnna talk to me. everything abt me fkn sucks#anyway im just feeling so bad and so alone bc my moms mad at me so now i have no one to talk to
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amanda walking into the bathroom holding a camera after john told her to go take all the ominous photos that they’re going to put up in rigg’s house: i’ll buy you cigarettes if you help me with this thing
adam’s ghost in the far corner, hand outstretched: gimme it
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robotpussy · 1 year ago
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this white woman is threatening to call the police on me after she fucking sprayed bathroom cleaner in my fucking face and lashed out and told her to fuck off
#i know she wont call the police because wtf are they gonna do? im not at home in literally going to class#and i wont get home until the evening but the fact that she's threatening me because she wanted me#to lash out is so evil im manifesting her death idgaf anymore!!!#incase ppl are wondering she was outside spraying the door for a hour and im like im not walking past her#incase she says i did something to her. but then im like nah im gonna be late if i dont leave now#incase she says i did something to her. so i close the door but because she has the front door open my door slams#so she screams 'dont slam the door' and im like it only slammed because of the wind#and then im waiting for her to move and she won't so i just tell her i need to get past and she's like fuck off you piece of shit#and i just get riled up like don't fucking talk to me all i did was tell you i need to get past but you called me names#so im gonna do it back cause im not letting that slide. and she fucking sprays the cleaner at me#and then when im like what the fuck is your problem shes like i can get you arrested for being violent#and im like.... call them cause i haven't touched you 🤷🏾‍♀️ shes been dying to say that to me i know it#that low life penny smelling pile of white flesh will get whats coming to her i say she drop dead soon!#the reason why she was claiming i was being violent was because i kicked the air as a reflex response....#i didnt kick her. i kicked the air but shes going to run with that
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burtlancster · 24 days ago
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Four years ago, [Burt Lancaster] was approached by one of the nation's leading magazines. They wanted to do a story on him; would he agree to this?
“Certainly,” said Burt. “Why don't you have your writer come out to my office? I'll be free for the next three days, and this would be a good opportunity to get acquainted and start the foundation for the article.”
The writer, a young lady, broke two other appointments and drove out to Warner Brothers, where his office was then located. The studio publicist ushered her into a stark room furnished only with a dark walnut desk, two brown leather chairs and a green sofa.
The room went unnoticed at first. All she could see was Burt's tall figure standing before one window, dwarfing the room with his size. The sun streaming in behind him turned his brown hair to gold and cast a frame of light around his lean, athletic body. He looked, to her, like a blond Viking in silhouette.
This, she thought happily, might possibly be the most pleasant assignment she'd had yet!
When his face broke into a charming smile during their introduction, she was sure of it.
An awkward silence followed. Burt sat down behind his desk and continued to smile, but said nothing. Finally, realizing she wasn't going to be offered a chair, she sat down on the sofa. The publicist followed suit.
More silence. Burt rocked back and forth in his swivel chair, his eyes never leaving her face, his expression very friendly. She glanced at him, at the publicist, at the furniture, back at Burt. Well, she decided, it was up to her to get the ball rolling.
“Mr. Lancaster,” she began, and faltered. Oh, he was a good-looking, rugged man! “Mr. Lancaster, you know why I'm here. You know we want to do a major profile on you—on what you like, what your ambitions are, your background, your attitudes. . .”
Burt rocked a little faster, pressed his fingers together, grinned more broadly and said softly, “Yes, I know. Well, I don't want to do it.”
The publicist jumped as if he'd been shot, and the writer gasped, then laughed. Evidently this man liked to joke.
“I'm serious,” he said. “I don't believe in such things. They're a waste of time.”
She stared at him. He was still grinning, but there was something in that grin which she hadn't noticed before. She knew then that he was not only serious, but he was enjoying her discomfort.
— Big Man…Big Star…Big Head by Lisa Reynolds for Photoplay Magazine, 1957.
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my entire family goes to bed at 9:30 because i live with fucking old people (im joking. somewhat.) and from then on i have to move around the house quietly. this wouldn't be a problem except that my door is incredibly and uniquely fucked up and nigh impossible to open even remotely quietly
#and it can't be left open because the cat will beeline into my room and make my life hell#every door in my house is absolutely fucking horrible in its own way but my room is really bad#the doorknob is like. dislocated. or just made for a much thicker door because the middle part of it is like 3 cm too long#and i either have to align it carefully or pull on it (makes a very loud sound) and then using a very specific amount of pressure turning#while continuing to pull on it so it won't pop#oh and i can technically open it turning both directions but going right makes it pop so fucking loud it's actually ridiculous#the very unpleasant sound of painted metal on painted metal#kiwifae says shit#my partner of two years is just getting the hang of my bedroom door#my friend came over and literally got stuck in the bathroom cuz she couldn't make the door open again#she literally tried for a few seconds and then just yelled for me 😭#that door also pops open randomly sometimes. i do not know why. it didn't use to.#back when the front door was still semi functional i had to fish the literal latch out of the cavity in the lock with a screwdriver cuz my#mom kept slamming the door and misaligning it even though we told her that's what fucks it up#we can only deadbolt that door now. it literally won't close otherwise. (that's how we lost the cat for five days!)#(back when it still semi worked i was the only one who knew how to close it at just the right strength so it would stick but not fall out)#((why isn't there an eye twitch emoji))#but our other outside door exclusively has a deadbolt. that's the only mechanism.#i'm the fucking door wizard in my house and i cannot WAIT to move somewhere where i have functional semi modern door handles#gawd bless i want to kill my fucking landlady
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violet-dragonfly · 3 months ago
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Oml I need to get away from my mom today she’s completely insufferable
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boyapologist · 5 months ago
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my biggest problem is that whenever someone is unexpectedly rude to me I wonder what I DID WRONG instead of blaming them for being assholes
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