#Shop Removal Clearance

[dailygrinduk]

The Great British Clearout: Conquering Clutter with a Seamless Property Clearance

Ah, the Great British love affair with "stuff"! But sometimes, that love affair needs to end. Whether you're downsizing, dealing with an estate, or preparing a rental property for new tenants, a property clearance is on the horizon. Here's the good news - with the right approach, a property clearance can be a smooth and even empowering experience.

This guide equips you with essential tips for a stress-free property clearance in the UK, whether you tackle it yourself or enlist professional help.

Planning for a Productive Clearout:

Set Goals & Create a Timeline:

Outline what needs to be cleared and your desired timeframe. This helps you prioritise tasks and avoid last-minute stress.

Embrace the Declutter:

Sort through belongings, ruthlessly discarding or donating unwanted items. Consider holding a garage sale for sellable items.

Research Regulations & Recycling:

Certain items like electronics and hazardous materials have specific disposal regulations. Research local recycling options to ensure responsible waste management.

DIY or Pro? Choosing the Right Approach:

DIY Clearance:

For smaller clearances or tight budgets, a DIY approach might be suitable. However, this requires physical stamina for sorting and hauling items.

Professional Clearance Services:

For larger projects or if you prioritise convenience, consider a professional property clearance company. They offer efficient service, handle heavy lifting, and ensure proper disposal.

Maximising Efficiency with Professional Services:

Many UK-based companies specialise in property clearances, including:

House Removal Clearance:

These companies handle the entire process, from packing and furniture removal to responsible disposal of unwanted items.

Shop Removal Clearance:

Closing down your shop? Shop removal clearance services ensure a smooth transition, helping you dispose of stock and unwanted equipment.

Office Clearance and Removals:

Moving to a new office space? Consider an office clearance and removals company to handle the packing, transportation, and furniture dismantling/reassembly.

Benefits of Professional Property Clearance:

Efficiency: These professionals work quickly and efficiently, minimising disruption to your schedule. Expertise: They understand proper disposal regulations and have the resources to handle bulky or hazardous items.

Peace of Mind:

Professional clearance companies take the burden off your shoulders, allowing you to focus on other aspects of the transition. Beyond the Clearance:

Deep Cleaning:

After the clearance, consider a deep cleaning service. This ensures the property is sparkling clean and ready for a fresh start.

Repairs & Updates:

Use the cleared space as an opportunity to tackle any necessary repairs or renovations.

A Clear Path Forward:

A property clearance, while potentially daunting, can be an opportunity for a fresh start. By utilising these tips and considering professional services when needed, you can navigate your clearout with confidence and efficiency.

Bonus Tip:

If you're selling or renting the property, a professional clearance coupled with a deep clean can significantly enhance its appeal to potential buyers or tenants.

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Professionals you can trust

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 3: One Path, One Us.

Look at me:

You would think I am some teenager still in high school. I am 22, about to graduate university. I am old enough to drink, but I get carded every time. Can't do adult stuff without second looks. Girls won't date me because they think I am a kid, and no one understandably wants to risk that. The short stature & lack of facial or body hair doesn't work either. Puberty is finishing up soon if not already. Constantly going to the gym just kept me cut. What am I going to do? Am I going to be stuck like this like those baby faced actors like Tom Holland?

"Bro, you okay?" A voice loudly echoed. It was my best friend Jason. He was in a similar boat as me but as least he was tall. I am 5'5 and him 6'3. If only I could snatch that from him. A tall baby faced actor who stayed in shape would do gang busters in Hollywood.

"Diego, SNAP OUT OF IT". he boomed. Luckily the dorms were mostly empty during the day, so he alerted no one but me. I quickly rise out of my mental funk. Why did I get into such a negative Nancy mood? Oh yeah, because Jason said he had a solution, like he did every month since the moment we stepped into university. We grew up together, same neighborhood, born in the same year 3 months apart. Our fathers thought we were dating at some point, but were just close like blood brothers. So what is his hair brained idea this time? I hope he isn't going to suggest steroids or something he cooked up in chemistry. He's a top student among the chemistry department, but he decided to not pair that up with a human body science like major like Sports Medicine or Pre Med.

"Sorry, so what is failed solution #2312?", I quipped sarcastically.

He frowned at me and then rolled his eyes. He whispered to himself after turning around, "It will be forever if it works, hopefully whatever we become will be a more positive person."

"Stop talking to yourself, how your butter face ass has a better dating life than me is beyond reason."

"It's called confidence & a positive attitude. But before this day is over, you will see my side of things...and I yours."

He went to a small brown box on a dresser and pulled out an bead necklace. "We put this on & let the magic work. If this works, we will be reborn...literally as one."

I was dumbfounded, his answer was a magic item he probably found on clearance at some costume shop? The suggestion of magic from a chemist. Chemistry was born from Alchemy by removing the superstitious & supernatural elements from the field. Now here is one Chemist suggesting going back to magic. Where is he hiding the chemicals, because I am sure he is pulling my chain.

"Are you high?"

"What! No!"

"You are suggesting we rely on something with no concrete evidence, like magic, for its existence for our solutions. You know what, explain and I might go with your voodoo."

"Its not African magic, it's German, call it Zauberei or Greek so maybe Mageía." He said in an upbeat but serious tone.

"I'll call it The Hot Nuts of Alabama if it works. Again, explain."

He pulled out an old brown leather book from within the drawer where the same box was resting on. He turned and walked towards me and gave it to me.

"What is this?," I asked.

"Evidence of what I am going to say, future Nuclear Physicist. Yeah I know the truth, you got an offer from NASA. Guess what, so did I. We are stuck together for life, lets make that for real."

Whatever, I thought, we grow old together nothing new. Though if his offer was like mine, he will have to stay for grad school. They want mastery, not just knowledge, of the subject.

"Go on."

"You know how Royal families around the world tend to inbreed? Cousins to cousins, neice to Uncle, ect.?"

"Yeah."

"Well for all tense & purposes, they should have died out, like the Spanish Haspburgs did. But suddenly, they are everywhere now. Clean mostly of genetic disease, and looking run way ready in some cases. Their solution was fusion."

"Was what?"

"They merged with others. Assimilate a few unknown servants or knights that history didn't record & they slowly repaired themselves."

"So they gobbled other people up and kept it in the family still."

"Yep, in some cases they were incredulous about it like you and refused the procedure. The Spanish Hasburgs said no because they feared it was devilry, the British were mixed, they got back on board after Queen Victoria's generation."

"Where did this "procedure originate from?"

"Greece. Look up the story of Hermaphroditus afterwards if this fails. Pretty boy like us merged with a Naiad named Salmacis. They merged in a pool of water, and that pool became a fountain, reportedly still had the power to merge things. At first they just mixed animals for sport, but soon generals & politicians were merging to create someone more effective. Once Rome conquered Greece, you start to see an uptick in "warrior poets" and military generals who can talk their way out of an 5 v 1."

"What, we got to go to Greece and bath together? Wait, you want to merge with me?," I asked in confusion.

"Yes, and no. Well Yes, I want to merge, and no we do not need to go to Greece, but if we merge, we can go take a trip down there as thanks."

I am dumbfounded at what I am hearing. I open the book and see an listing of royals & nobles who merged with others or proposed mergers that never came to be. I go to the Tudor England section and see that Henry VIII was going to assimilate Charles Brandon, but that failed after Brandon secretly married his sister Mary. There were a host of knights who lined up afterwards, but he never settled on a choice.

I see a section for France, Charles the Mad went mad after doing the procedure with the court fool. There was a slew of witch hunts after that in France. Not tried again until Louis XIV, who used it to extend his lifespan.

"There is one problem."

"What?"

"These mergers were one sided. One person stole traits from the other and walked the earth as themselves. Are you trying to gobble me up?"

"No.

"Admit it, you want my beautiful face."

"And you want my height. "

We both burst out in laughter. Will this work? Am I going mad? He is rich enough to commission a work like this after all.

"So what happened to the magic water?"

"After the fall of Western Rome, the water was drained and placed somehow into these stones and turned into jewelry, hidden beneath the armor & clothing of Europe's elite. Initially, it was used to create stronger leaders. A few rounds of warriors & wise men fusing, and you got a charismatic leader who starts a royal line or two. Many many generations later, its used to fix fertility problems. and then later genetic diseases. It's a factor in how hemophilia has disappeared in the European royal circles."

"Wait, are you royalty? Am I about to get a royal upgrade?

"No."

"No?"

"No."

I frown. "How did you get your hands on this?"

"The spoils of war, WW2 in particular. My grandfather served in the war and found the contents in an German castle. Germany was once so many kingdoms, so I guess there was a high chance of finding one. The only pair found, my guess is that the nobility there had a bad hiding spot. Then again, grandpop was good at finding shit. That is how we got rich: finding gold in exhausted mines, discovering treasure hoards and getting paid by governments to shut up about it."

"Is this what he gave to you as your inheritance after he died?"

"Part of it, if this works, yours is mine and mine is yours. Our merger will be mutual. A true blending. When this is over, a new being will be born. Either this ages us up or form a new babyface."

This was a lot to take in. I closed the book & sat down in an chair near the door. He went outside to the dorm balcony. He stared at the sky, took a deep breath and nodded. He took off his shirt. And turned to me after putting on the necklace.

He smiled, I forgot he still had braces.

"Bro, you still need mouth work?"

He pulled them off. It was a set of fake dentures.

"There's a the jester I know."

He was cut but lanky. My arms were bigger than his while his were longer.

It's like we are two halfs of a whole. Where he falters, I succeed. Vice versa.

"Its either we do this, or I go gobble up Tim."

I got up and walked towards him. "That meathead?"

"Tell me I wouldn't look like a men's health model after taking him in."

"You would be dumber." I was a few inches away from him. He blushes. I take the necklace and stretch it around my head and pull it down to me neck. It's very tight now, like egging us to move closer. I do. I start to float, my chest lining up to his and then pressing up against each other. I blush as well and we both are aroused.

"Ha...."

"if this is a marriage proposal, I say yes. If we are walking the same direction, lets do it officially." We kiss.

As our bodies are mushed together we take our arms and embrace each other. The necklace hums and disappears into our necks. It has begun.

We press harder against each other. My shirt phased through him and came out the other end. The same happened with the pants & underwear. Despite being made of denim, the jeans were able to stretch out and accommodate us both. ~Magic~

We were both naked inside this Frankenstein cocoon of our clothing. We were naked and pressed up against each other. And then it happened.

Where our skin was touching, they just simply gave way and merged and then stretched. This exposed our bloody insides to each other. And as our blood, flesh, and muscles touched, they broke down into a liquid slurry. The sounds started as moans, somehow being broken down to our basic materials & being unraveled felt so good. Those moans turned into wet rattles once our necks touched and went through the same process. Our bones broke down as well & if you had ex-ray vision, it look like a grey slurry. Then that slurry of skeletal matter moved towards the skin & turned our fused skin into an hardened vaguely human shaped cocoon made of skin wrapped in stretched clothing. It didn't matter what it was, brain, eyes, lungs, it was soon goop.

The moment our brains gooped, they swirl around and within each other. This meant that the first aspect of this new person being created was their mind. For Diego & Jason it was like entering a wild lsd trip, and when it was done, someone else would emerge. From their perspective, memories & personality traits were being taken and smashed together like two movie scenes being placed on top of each other, somehow blending perfectly to create new ones. For the personality, it was less of a mix and more of a battle for dominance. Some of Diego's aspects won, while some of Jason's did instead. There were some cases of traits just mixing but it was more of an either or. But by the end the process stopped, and this new self was born.

At the same time their dna mixed & merged. The result was a new traditional helix structure that was built using parts from Diego's & Jason's dna. At this point, there was no going back as the unused parts were broken down as energy, that life spark that would jump start this new person's existence.

With the new genetic instructions, their combined mass began to consolidate. The nervous system was already built and the skeletal system formed almost immediately afterward. The boney shell broke down and gave its contents to build it.

With the bone shell gone and no longer absorbing sound & impeding movement, you could hear the humanoid shaped bloated mass pulsate and almost shake a little.

The broke down organs reformed and moved into place, and the blood that was free floating began to enter the newly formed veins and do their tireless work. And second to last, the muscular system began to take shape almost at the same as the vascular system.

While this was going on, the fused skin started to shrink, with another fire from the newly minted dna, the muscle arranged themselves to their proper place and the skin backed up the placements through tightening.

And while the muscles & and skin were doing their jobs, the new being began to moan. It had no facial features yet, but sound was coming out where the mouth will be. Its arms were stretched at an 45 degree angle, and once the fingers formed, you can see it move its fingers randomly at different speeds as it tried to process the pleasures being felt from its creation, but give way to the sensations. It was a combination of moans and ahs.

These jolts of pleasure also activated it's reproductive organs. Diego had the longer member, while Jason was girthy. But this new being would enjoy both traits. Long & Thick. The skin tightening around that area made it moan even loader, a veiled threat that it would lose its mind with the new sensations. But it didn't.

Its body shape formed and its internals done, there were two more steps to go.

From front it had Diego's skin color, while the back half had Jason's. As if conceding to Diego, the Diego's skin complexion took over. And it was similar with the face. It started off with Diego's facial features, but used Jason's to refine them. Jason felt that Diego was more handsome, and so this reflected on a genetic level. Diego's hair color also took over, but Jason's traits gave them more volume. Diego had a near constant dark bags under his eyes. But that was gone for this being.

Looking at this new being, one would say that Diego gobbled up Jason. But that was not so. Essentially, what they admired in each other, the new being expressed it. There was no hiding things from each other now. They are each other.

The clothing snapped back into place. It had a white shirt & denim jeans, but it would have been a mixture had Jason decided to have something on beyond two layers of underwear.

With its newly formed mouth, this being let out a deep exhale and low sound that indicated that it had calmed down from all the moaning which indicated that the process was over.

It opened its eyes, the pupils shape and size where more from Jason. It didn't care, Jason is the past. These are his eyes. Who was he?

"I am Diego, no Jason, no..."

It walked back into the dorm. There was a large, human sized mirror. About 7 ft. He stood in front of it. He was 6'5 now.

"Christian, I am Christian now."

Diego + Jason = Christian.

Christian lifted up his shirt, place them behind his neck.and checked out his features.

He had Jason's abdominal insertions & shape. His chest too. These nips definitely came from him. His arms & shoulders were bigger than both Diego's & Jason's. Years of gym workouts finally showing up. He unbuttoned his pants to let his family rod breathe, it would shrink down over time, Christian was of the grower variety, he can access its full potential in the future when needed. The neck was a mixture, Diego's thickness with Jason's length. He had Diego's nose. The biggest change was the eyes, he had Jason's but darker and curvier. The ears were a combination of both. He looked older, mature, and yet had perfect skin. They achieved their goals. They merged into a someone who looked like a fully grown man.

More of his new memories flooded in. He was not a purely a chemist or a physicist, he double majored in Materials Science & Chemical Engineering. He had a choice departments at NASA. And soon, he'll have a house full of kids, once he finds the right one. But first the internship at NASA & grad school.

With a new sense of belonging & togetherness, the two best friends continued their life journey, together as one, forever.

Oh, wait, the necklace. Christian grasped at his neck and looked around. It was sitting on his bed. Hmm, I can make a fortune using this. This university is about to see an uptick in nerdy jocks. He thought to himself.

He knows the perfect pair. Shun & Tim. But first that trip the Greece, and then the work of bridging worlds begins. For a select few who can afford it or give me a good enough reason.

[luminiera-merge]

shopping. i can walk and/or stand for a very long time without getting tired, and i can both walk and run very fast. this is because for as long as i have been shopping the nearest supermarket is a long walk away, and roundtrips to and from the supermarket constitutes two hours of nonstop walking

i also have an adequate level of strength, and this is from carrying lots of heavy bags of shopping. it's insane. this feels like the kind of information you hear in a cartoon gag that's never brought up again

sometimes i feel like i owe my body's continued usefulness to the fact that most of my exercise comes from the same thing as cartoon housewives

[reilikeslifting]

This is the person who just did their first lift, I totally forgot to ask but, do you have any tips for new lifters ^^

of course! and congrats!!!

new l!fting tip #1: tumblr 101

no tags!!! do not tag ur posts, it makes it easier for non-l!fters to find and report l!fters

censor out brands and l!fting terms!! such as dn@, 3B, etc. (dn@ is did not arrive and 3B is empty box!!! different l!fting methods)

never ever put any defining objects in your photos if you are gonna post! make sure its the haul and ONLY the haul.

remove exif data from your photos so they can’t be traced, personally i dont do think bc im lazy but you should!

don’t put your total in your bio! i used to do this bc i liked to tell ppl i saved $20k-$30k over the year but it’s not smart to flaunt that you’re over the felony limit!

next, #2: how to lyft

so you’ve already completed your first lyft (woohoo proud of u!!) but how can you go about being safer and smarter?

my first tip is always scan the school for cameras! be sneaky tho don’t like just stare at the ceiling, but yk get a feel for how many cameras, what type, and what direction they’re facing. most places are gonna have the dome cameras, those are the worst because they see in every direction. always always try to body block if possible. either get someone else to block you or duck behind something while you’re concealing. better to not be caught on cam!!

nobody in that store is your friend, remember that. always assume that customers are plain clothes LP (disguised security) and always assume that sales associates WILL rat you out. don’t think “oh well it’s just me and one other person in the aisle it’ll be fine” because it’s gonna be the one time it’s not fine.

on that note, be kind to everyone. this isn’t just a lyfting tip it’s a rule i live by but just be kind. they’re gonna suspect you much less if you smile and answer questions and compliment them if you feel so inclined, just be a nice person. i believe this is one of the reasons i’ve never been caught, i’m just very friendly.

concealing!!! where to conceal? i personally like using my bag most often. your bag is important too!!! i use one off amazon (you can type like kawaii heart school bag and it’ll pop up, its black and has a big heart cut out for pins) but i dont have any pins because i dont want it to be too identifiable. its purse enough for people not to tell me to take it off (a lot of places don’t allow backpacks) but big enough to fit a LOT of stuff. structured bags are always a good idea too! that way people won’t be able to tell if you’ve put anything in there. i like to conceal in aisles without cameras most often, but if i have to body block sometimes i’ll put stuff up my sleeves first! another idea is to use a shopping bag from another store. this way people will think you’ve just already bought stuff! the target ones are my favorite since they’re opaque<3

onto the next section, #3: all about tags

de-tagging is definitely a more experienced lyfting practice but you can definitely start with rfids!!

rfids are gonna be the little metal wires in plastic, paper, or sticker tags. these are very common and you’ll see them at places like w4lmart or t4rget. these are easily removable by either cutting them off or disabling them with a magnet. you don’t NEED any tools while lyfting, but some of them can come in handy. if you do find yourself with a magnet, to disable rfids you just need to swipe your magnet against the tag. if you don’t have one, simply cut the metal wire in half. you can use scissors or nail clippers or cuticle nippers or whatever you might have!! if you can’t cut them, simply remove them and i personally stick the tag in the pocket of a really ugly item on clearance so that it hopefully goes unfound for a while!

hard tags! hard tags are any tag from the solid tags you find usually on clothes to spider tags you find on electronics or wire tags on jewelry at hot topic, etc. these all require tools to remove. some will require a magnet, others will require hooks, but it’s definitely worth looking into if you decide to branch out on your journey.

brief mention, #3.5: booster bags!

booster bags are small bags lined with many layers of foil to prevent signals from reaching the towers. just in case you didn’t know, towers are the tall sensors by the front door when you walk in! with a booster bag, you can put any kind of tagged item you want, zip it up, and walk out without beeping. you need many layers however!! the way to test if your bag works it by putting your cell phone in there and asking someone to call you. if the call goes through, there aren’t enough layers!! once the call doesn’t go through you’re set! this however is a more advanced trick so please be careful if you’re gonna try this!

lastly, #4 online “shopping”!

so you’ve heard of dn4ing or empty boxes, well lemme tell you what it all means! did not arrive is when you purchase an item, wait for it to arrive, and then message the carrier and tell them it never arrived. typically our goal here is to get a refund, but any times they wont be as easily persuaded and you’ll end up with a replacement instead. however it’s not impossible and many places are easier others. if you think you wanna try this, she!n or am4zon are a good place to start!! if she!n opens an investigation, it’s just a bluff, go with it!

empty box is another form of online lyfting, it’s when you tell the carrier that your item arrived with nothing in it. the process is similar to the first one, message the carrier etc. however just claim that it’s an empty box!

I HOPE ALL THESE TIPS HELPED PLS LET ME KNOW<333 LOVE YOU GUYS STAY HEALTHY AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES

[hashrea]

hey wheelchair people!

I'm looking for my first wheelchair right now as my joint pain has started to get unmanageable with just my crutches. for context, I'm F19, UK, about 165cm, and about 60kgs. Diagnosis of joint hypermobility and fibromyalgia, was briefly diagnosed with hEDS until a consultant removed that dx because he didn't believe it existed, currently waiting for reassessment.

I've been using a rental chair for the past few days and it's been a gamechanger so I'm looking at getting my own (ASAP as I move away for uni over the next couple of weeks) to help me do things like shopping independently and getting around on flareup days.

Over the past few days, I've compiled a list of non negotiable features that I'd like said chair to have:

- self propelling, comfortably

- lightweight and folding, enough so it fits in my partner's car

- removable wheels for same reason

- adjustable handles (partner is 6'4" and has to hunch to help push me right now lol)

The kicker is that as I've just left my job, I'm looking for something as budget friendly as possible, ideally around £500 or less, or less than £1k at a stretch. 100% willing to buy second hand, clearance, or refurbished chairs, or anything discounted with reparable damages.

any suggestions? thanks in advance :)

[syncopein3d]

Left Alone Part 13: Cabin

Tropes/content warnings: M for mature themes overall. Tropes/content warnings: vampire whumpee/caretaker, male whumpee/caretaker, non-binary whumpee/caretaker, morbidity or thoughts of death. There will be a lot of play with, and discussion of, the concept of consent in this series, as it applies to many topics. Mostly we're talking about consent to be bitten, but being bitten in this universe varies from "mild discomfort" through "multiple climaxes" and I don't know where the story will end up yet, so I think it's important to be clear.

In this episode: angst, fainting, exhaustion, low blood sugar.

If you would like to be added to, or removed from, the tag list of this series, please let me know!

Part 12: Drive

The Heart of Snoqualmie Lodge wasn’t busy in March, the beginning of the off-season for skiing and not quite into camping and fishing time yet, but there were cars scattered around the parking lot. The building had a taller middle section, the original building, and a pair of two-story wings sticking out to either side. Dawn was still a couple of hours off.

Arden hadn’t swerved into the rumble strip for a while, but the effort of keeping the car in the middle of the lane had plainly told. The instant they were parked, Tolly was out and around to open the driver’s-side door, so he caught Arden as they half-fell out of the driver’s seat. Their cheek thumped into his shoulder, hands grabbing at him for balance.

“Careful,” Tolly said, for the second time in as many hours.

“I don’t need help. There’s nothing wrong with me,” Arden said, pushing away from him. Black Tolly, who could smell the acrid hint of stale adrenaline and the absolute pins-and-needles torment of the bleeding inside of Arden’s lip where they’d bitten it, did not comment. He just followed Arden into the lobby to show the night clerk a smile made irresistible by the return of his full glamour, so he could make sure they got one of the cabins out back, where they could pull the Kia around and right up to the door.

Arden would not be persuaded to let him drive them around to re-park, so he tried not to break the door handle with his grip as Arden nosed the Kia shakily around to park at an awkward angle to the cabin. It was one room and a bathroom with a tiny shower, but at least it was private. There was no one occupying the ones to either side.

“That clerk was really into you,” they said, as they stumbled in hauling the two reusable shopping bags. Tolly had managed to grab his duffel and Arden’s spinner and knapsack while Arden was unlocking the cabin door.

“The Eye of Rule protects you. You see me as I am,” Tolly said, laying down Arden’s things by the bed further from the door. “There are few who can deny me otherwise.”  The little window was in between them, which wasn’t ideal, but it was what they could currently get. Better to be in the easily-escapable cabin than the harder-to-invade lodge rooms. He set down the duffel and began to unroll the mummy bag, kneeling to peer under the bed. Unsurprisingly, the clearance was too low for him to fit. He debated the bathtub, but Arden might want it while he was at rest, and if it made their stress less it would be worth it. He would have to put the bag under the covers, pull the hood up, and hope for the best.

He heard Arden lock up, then put the chain across. Then there was nothing for too many seconds, so he looked up from pulling back the covers. Arden stood with their back to the door, still pale, but now their eyes were glassy and distant.

“Tolly,” they said, and then their knees buckled and they would have knocked their head into the outside wall of the bathroom if Tolly had not immediately been there. He carried them to the bed and laid them there, kneeling to cup their throat and jaw with his hand. He didn’t need that to feel their pulse. He could have counted every beat from across the room. It was light and fast.

Arden’s eyes moved behind the lids for a second, an odd, stuttering movement, and then they opened suddenly. Black Tolly found himself looking directly into two very dark eyes, bleary and confused. It was like being hit in the stomach. He had never wanted to devour someone so badly at the same time as he desperately wanted them to be safe. It made no sense. It hurt him, like being pulled apart.

He pushed that aside as they covered his hand with theirs, blinking slowly.

“You’re warm now,” they said, their words slurring together. “RIP Daniel. Hello Daniel’s blood inside Tolly.”

“You didn’t eat enough yesterday, and you haven’t slept tonight,” Tolly said. “And you’ve been under a strain. You should’ve let me drive, like I said. Wait.” He went to slide off the worn checkered shoes. Then he carried Arden up to the top of the bed to stack the two pillows behind them.

“Pants stay on,” Arden mumbled.

“Yes, yes, I know.” Tolly went to dig a bar and a Soylent out of the food bags and brought them back.

“I’m not hungry.”

“That is often the case with starving people. Eat one bite, and I will leave you alone,” Tolly said, opening the breakfast bar. He sniffed it. It smelled like compressed grain flavored with sugars that someone had waved a strawberry at sometime during manufacture, but at least it was food. He put it into Arden’s hand and lifted Arden’s hand to their mouth. They scoffed, pushing at him with the other hand, so he let go. They took a bite, making a face as they ate it, but then they took a second one. Satisfied, Tolly opened the drink, set it on the night stand, and went to take his shoes off and align them neatly with the edge of the bed. He hung up the jacket.

Then he went to check on Arden again. They sat slumped back into the pillows, crumpled wrapper curled in one hand, sound asleep. Their heart was steady. The Soylent was about a third empty. Tolly wrapped the covers over them from the side for the second time in their acquaintance to date. He was beginning to feel heavy, a sign that dawn was breaking, so he crept into the mummy bag in his clothes and hauled the covers over it as he curled onto his side. With the bag’s hood over his head, and the covers over that, he was warmer than usual. That didn’t stop him from quickly sinking into the deathlike slumber that came with the rising sun.

Part 14: His Eyes Have All The Seeming

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[oddman-the-oldman]

Karma

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Karma caught up with me today...

I asked my neighbor for a cutting off his Maidenhair fern last fall I think on a when ever they need divided basis. Apparently today was the day, they are getting ready to break dormancy and he was moving them out into their hanging baskets. The one he gave me is too big for that. It either needed to go in the ground or a largish flower pot. So off to the store we go Tra La 🎼 shopping for a pot that is big enough to make the fern happy without exceeding my somewhat limited retirement income. We found a likely suspect at the Home Depot but no hints about the price so we took it to the cashier for a price check and the fun began. The scanners wouldn’t read the barcode so they manually entered the stock number and came up with no answers.

They had been on clearance Clarence and after the clearance was done they were removed from inventory but not the store. Their boss told them to give me both pots as a good will promotion for FREE!

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[beauetjoile]

Did a little shopping today. Was trying to find something with a black and white striped knitted border to use for a project but naturally I found a bunch of things that were not on my thrift list for Litterally 20 Dollar Lolita challenge but work anyway.

Spotted these first. I don't have grey shoes and these fit the bill just fine. $6

I have recently been lamenting my lack of ouji in my wardrobe. Buttoned real pockets. Yes, thanks. New with tags. $7

This is loliable with just the right accessories and I am removing the sequins from the front immediately. $4

There was a discussion in the discord once about turtlenecks and lolita. Yes! They exist but are rare. This ANA is fine, especially after I make some scalloped edges with some embroidery. $5

The actual Lolita staple found today; a super soft floofy petticoat that will be perfect to give that little extra oomph to my poof if I want to. $4

Edit: Last week I got the bunny Hot Topic blouse. Removed the flaccid bow from the front. It works better as a headbow anyway. Clearance for $19.99

[elite-clearance]

Shop / Retail - Clearance & Removal available

[theincredimazingbablesquatch]

I have to replace the blower motor in my cars AC. I've spent the past three days working on it. Found the alleged instructions, took apart half my dashboard, struggled with no clearance for the tools and a bunch of screws I couldn't actually see. I finally get the last one out after spending half an hour blindly rotating a socket wrench and hoping it catches... Only to find out that the instructions I had are wrong, and there isn't enough clearance between the blower and the floor to drop it out.

I'm probably going to have to take apart the OTHER half of the dash, just to remove the single piece of plastic that's stopping me from taking it out from the front instead.

On a totally unrelated note, I think I probably would have been a mechanic if I didn't live in the south. Literally the only thing that stopped me from doing it when I had the chance was having been in enough of the local shops to know my coworkers would all be homophobic rednecks. Meanwhile I bet somewhere big and liberal like LA there's gotta be AT LEAST ONE gay auto-shop.

[mountkennedie]

Shopping Trip

Ray Toro x Gerard Way

Warnings: none its all fluff

     “Which one?” Gerard asked, holding up two dresses. One was black and lacy and the other was a deep red. 

     “They’re both nice,” Ray replied.

     “Yes I know they’re nice but I need help choosing one.” Gerard turned to the mirror analyzing the dresses again. 

     “I’d go with the black dress, it brings out your eyes.” Ray said, standing behind Gerard.  He pulled the red dress out of Gerard’s hands and with a smile said, “Go try the black one on.”

     “Okay,” Gerard replied, returning the smile.  

     “Ray?”

    “Hmm?” Gerard took Ray’s response as a que to come out of the fitting room. They were slightly hesitant in walking out, but once their eyes met Ray’s, Gerard’s confidence grew. 

     Ray was speechless. His eyes looked Gerard up and down, taking in every detail. The dress really was perfect. Ray couldn’t deny how his eyes were trained on how the dress ended mid thigh, showing off his boyfriends amazing legs. 

     “Ray…” Gerard started.

     “Yeah?” Ray responded softly. 

     “You haven’t said what you think of it yet,” Gerard couldn’t deny the blush creeping onto his cheeks. 

     “It’s really nice. You look really nice Gee,” Ray said, making eye contact with Gerard. It was the way Ray said it. The sincerity. It was more than just ‘nice’ and Gerard understood that. 

     “Thanks,” Gerard replied. “And dude look! Pockets,” He said smiling and showing off the pockets of the dress. 

     “Cool! How much is the dress anyways?” 

    “I’ve been afraid to check.” Gerard paused, “You check for me.”

     “Why me?!”

     “Because you’re the only one here and I don’t want to.”

     “Okay well fine,” Gerard smiled at Ray. “Where is the tag?”

     “Um it was on the inside of the dress but I had to move it away because I hated how it felt on my skin.” 

     “Did you remove it all together?” Ray asked all while looking around Gerard for the tag. 

     “No I don’t think so.”

      After doing some hard searching, the pair found the tag when Gerard lifted his left arm and the tag was right below it. 

      “I refuse to see!” Gerard said, covering his eyes with his hands.

      Ray took a dramatically deep breath before turning the tag over and looking at the price. “Gee, oh my god.”

      “How bad?”

     “It’s on clearance! It’s 15 fucking dollars.” 

     “You are lying to me.”     “I’m not, look!” The excitement only grew in Ray’s voice. 

     When Gerard came out from under their hands, they saw Ray wasn’t lying. “Oh my god!” Gerard was so excited that they had to pull Ray into a kiss. 

    “We can get something else now! C’mon,” Gerard was ecstatic. He quickly got out of the dress and back into his original clothes so he could keep looking around. 

    “What about the red dress from before?”

    “I was thinking about it, but we still haven’t gotten you something.”

    “Oh Gee I don’t need anything-”

    “Shh. We can at least peek around,” Gerard said, dragging Ray around the store. 

    Not long after, Gerard gasped, “Holy shit.”   “What did you find?” Gerard just held up some black flared jeans.

   “You have to try these on dude.”

   “Okay…” Ray replied. After dating Gerard for so long, or even when they were friends, Gee was always throwing him into interesting clothes. 

    “Really?” 

    “Yes really. Are they my size though?”

    “What is your size?”

    “No idea.”

    “Oh okay. Guess we’ll find out. Go put ‘em on.”

    Once Ray had them on he realized they were pretty low-cut. But they still fit nicely. 

    “Gee?” 

    “Come on out,” Gerard replied. When Ray stepped out of the fitting room it was Gerard’s turn to be surprised. 

    “Ray,” Gerard paused, “Ray.”

    “Yeah?”

    “Ray, uh spin. please.” Ray did just that. Gerard was mesmerized. “Those look really good.” 

    “They’re pretty low though… Did you plan that?”

    “Yeah,” Gerard replied with a smile. 

     “Did you look at the tag this time?” 

     “Of course not.”

     “You have to check this time.”

     “Okay fine.” Gerard reached for the tag and found that though the pants were on sale, they were still about high. 

      “Not bad. Especially for the quality.”

      “How much?”       “I mean it’s not that bad.” 

      “How much?” Ray said wearily. 

      “Only you know… 45.”

      “Woah.”

    “Yeah. But I mean we can still get them.”

    “No we shouldn’t.”

    “But you look so good Ray. Don’t you think so?”

    “I mean these pants are nice but are you sure?”

     “So sure.”

     “Thanks again babe,”  Ray said on the drive back to the hotel. 

     “Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to keep thanking me.” 

     “I know I just want to,” Ray said as he pulled up to the hotel. 

     “I know how you can pay me back.”

     “How?” Gerard grabbed Ray's shirt and pulled him into a heated kiss. Ray was originally surprised but quickly melted. 

     “I really did like those jeans on you,” Gerard said breathlessly when he pulled back.

     “Yeah I can tell.”

[goodticklebrain]

Shakespearean Christmas Carols + The Great Shoppe Restock!

The festive season is upon us, and that can mean only one thing: the return of Shakespearean Christmas Carols and the inevitable onslaught of crass commercialism!

OK, that was two things… Let’s start with the carols. All together now!

And now for the crass commercialism! The Good Tickle Shoppe has seen a lot of updating today. Let’s do it in bullet points:

Shakespearean Holiday Songbook available for pre-order! I am printing my first collection of Shakespearean holiday songs, complete with extra verses and, for the instrumentally inclined among us, ukulele chords! I should have these in stock by December 6, if everything goes according to schedule. Order yours today and I’ll ship it as soon as I have the books in hand.

“Which Shakespeare Play Should You See?” flowchart poster back in stock! It’s been a hot minute, but I finally got my act together and reprinted my flowchart poster! This is the perfect gift for any Shakespeare fan. I know for a fact it hangs in the halls of various theatres around the world, in the homes of renowned Shakespeareans of all kinds, and, perhaps most importantly, in my friend’s bathroom. She always likes to make sure people have something sensational to look at when otherwise occupied.

T-Shirt Clearance Sale! I’m trying desperately to get rid of the remaining t-shirts currently cluttering up my closet, so they are all over 50% off. I can’t deal with the inventory management involved in t-shirt sales anymore and will not be printing any more, so once they’re gone, they’re gone. However, I do hope to set up a print-on-demand shop in the near/mid-range/far future, which will remove the inventory headache from me and also allow me to offer a lot more designs. Stay tuned!

Don’t forget the comic books! My classic books, The Complete Works of Shakespeare in Three Panels Each, A Stick-Figure Macbeth, A Stick-Figure Romeo and Juliet, and A Stick-Figure Midsummer Night’s Dream are all in stock and ready to stuff any stockings you might have hanging around!

Yo ho ho! Merry Christmas!

[dragonflavoredcake]

So about basic tailoring... This might be an easy to answer and dumb question but I feel slightly overwhelmed when I go to google this myself.. where do you start learning? Ideally for as little money as possible. Clothes are difficult to fit to my body type and I have some items I would like to repair so i really need this.

Don't apologize, I'm always happy to get asks! Number 1 piece of advice: don't be afraid to be dumb. I've only been sewing for two years; I had to Google how to thread a needle and it took me three days to learn how to thread a bobbin on a machine.

This got very long so the rest is below the cut

In my experience, a good-sized spool of machine thread usually costs about three dollars. If your local grocery store sells general merchandise, they might have some common colors in a "sewing center" section, which will almost definitely be cheaper than if you go to a dedicated sewing shop. They might even sell sewing kits with basic supplies. Hand sewing thread tends to be cheaper than machine thread. You can use machine thread for hand sewing, but you can’t use hand-sewing thread on a machine. If your hands tremble a lot or you're not confident, some places sell pre-threaded needles.

There are a lot of sewing supplies available, but you really don't need much to get started:

thread that's roughly the same color as your fabric

some pins

sharp needle that's big enough for you to comfortably thread and small enough to not poke way bigger holes in the fabric than the thread warrants

a pair of scissors. They don't even need to be fabric scissors! I used regular craft scissors for a year and a half until I found some fabric scissors on clearance. You're not going to be cutting fabric as a beginner anyway, just thread.

One rule for baby’s first repair/tailoring job: make it reversible. You’re going to make mistakes. You’re not going to start out knowing everything there is to know. You can always cut threads or take off buttons, but you can’t un-cut fabric or magically reverse huge holes.

For tailoring: find a piece of clothing you like. I recommend starting with a no-frills sleeveless shirt with non-adjustable straps. Buy it to fit the biggest/widest part of your body. The looser it fits, the more room you have for adjustments.

Put it on inside-out, figure out where it’s too big, fold the fabric in, and pin it in place. Carefully take the shirt off, lay it out flat, thread your needle, consult a video tutorial on how to prepare the needle and thread for sewing (never forget that double knot), make the first stitch where the knot of thread won’t irritate your skin, and sew the fold in place.

When in doubt, leave more room than expected, because your body is constantly changing to accommodate your organs’ various activities; something that barely fits you when you first wake up is going to be causing actual pain by midday.

Small jobs that are low-risk and can help boost your confidence: shortening tank top straps (fold fabric over and sew in place), reinforcing or re-attaching buttons, and doing simple hems (cuff fabric, fold over twice, and sew in place) on pajama pants. Fuzzy fabrics tend to be very forgiving and naturally hide messy stitches.

If you need fabric, do not automatically head to the fabric store. Yes, they’ll have a huge variety, but it’ll be sold at a premium and you’ll have to machine-wash your fabric before using it to remove the shrinking (an additive that helps the fabric lay flat on the bolt). Look in thrift stores and garage sales. 

You can get a lot of mileage out of a men’s extra-large T-shirt. If you need more fabric than that, look for secondhand sheet sets. They’re the closest thing you can get to straight-off-the-bolt fabric that isn’t sold as an expensive hobby product, plus there’s some elastic in the fitted sheet. I’m currently in the process of making a dress with a circle skirt using fabric from a 4-piece twin sheet set I thrifted for sixteen bucks. Buying that much fabric at a fabric store would’ve cost several times more.

If you’re still worried, take a breath. Whatever you don’t know, you will learn. Google is a powerful tool and YouTube has heaps of tutorials. The worst that can happen is that you make a mistake. Mistakes can be fixed. Mistakes are how you learn. The worst mistakes often make great stories.

TL;DR: you only need four things, buy clothing to fit the largest part of your body, get cheap fabric from thrift stores, and don’t be afraid to make stupid mistakes!

[anthonybialy]

Class Warfare Saboteurs

Liberalism helps those who are already rich.  That’s nice work unless self-appointed defenders of the downtrodden had a different goal.  Monocle aficionados appreciate politicians doing their bidding.  The underprivileged shouldn’t feel as enthusiastic.  Now, there’s a class war.

Aiding those who need it least is especially cruel when oafs explicitly state they’re pursuing the opposite.  I wish to avoid being a partisan and note outcomes turned out precisely how they said they wouldn’t.  But I’ll pursue amity some other time.  For now, Democrats keep inflicting what they vow they won’t just like always.

Nothing embodies the liberal ideology like helping their enemies.  Gun crime thrives when guns are blamed for crime.  The environment is presently suffering while smug fans of not learning how the outlet works insist upon powering cars with coal.  And the principle of governmental spending to allow people to do the same does just that except for having nothing left over after funding frittering in the first place.  Draining the economy to fill it has the same effect as sending power plants into overdrive in order to power very green cars.

Liberals are double agents in class warfare.  They’re cool undercover spies without realizing it.  Don’t presume James Bond’s gender.  Inadvertently aiding the other side is how they contribute.  It’s not like society’s amateur designers are going to start successful enterprises.  Serving as bad examples will have to suffice.

The noblest signalers would sell their principles in moments.  They think everyone else is just as calculating as they are, which is why they preen about their selflessness as overcompensation.  It’s at least easy to understand why such remarkably generous people demand to make charity mandatory.

I hate to alarm fans of the real New York City, but another faceless condo just replaced a bodega.  There’ll be another demolition by paragraph’s end.  Wondering where people are supposed to shop and eat is for right-wing capitalists who have no place.  Warehousing humans in pods is even more dystopian than the most imaginatively depressing science fiction.  Pete Townshend predicted the future.  I’m looking for that one block with a bank, Starbucks, and drugstore.  

A reduction of profits will surely motivate workers to toil harder.  Think of the collective, you selfish brute.  Now give more of what you’re decadently awarded to layabouts.  The next trash clearance will be the one that makes government clean.  Democrats would make a law limiting passing along costs before wondering how anyone could’ve possibly evaded such a restriction for fairness.

Punishments apply to all.  This isn’t the criminal justice system we’re discussing where deliberately unpleasant sentences only affect those defending against barbarians.  An emaciated economy leaves everyone hungry.  Dragging down those already at the bottom is a philosophy that some insist helps, which is as mysterious as wondering why anyone is surprised inflation suddenly became such a fad.

Universally harmful impositions are simultaneously unfair, which is one of those tricky outcomes like why removing competition fails to inspire productivity.  The rich can withstand whatever they can’t evade.  Meanwhile, alleged beneficiaries of liberalism cannot escape.  Proles are stuck with even smaller pittances.  Joe Biden and his flunkies claim the poor can’t get ahead then ensure that’s precisely what happens.  A self-fulfilling prophecy achieved by gaming the system is something they claim to oppose.

Policies that the rich can manipulate are great if your goal is to reinforce stratification.  Like valueless currency and the contemporary plague, a caste system is yet another recent shocking retro development that we can only hope was unforeseen.  Take how real estate barons are contributing to Eric Adams as he makes the city unsafe for their clients in what are totally not bribes to get cushy deals.  Capitalist’s foes bitch about beloved Chinese restaurants turning into rubble piles when they keep selecting the wrong number.

Casting themselves as fighters is merely the most obnoxious way liberals warp perception.  They are battling a cause, but naturally not in the way they figured.  Collateral damage is the only type they inflict.  Please stop aiming like that.  Democrats couldn’t cause more damage against the nation and their ideology if that was their goal, and Barack Obama resides in semi-seclusion now.  It’s easier to cause havoc against one’s own side.  Why doesn’t every combatant do so?  Toxic fighters aren’t smart like woke warriors.

Presuming the other side is for rich jerks is one of the open-minded ways Democrats wrongly presume what the other side holds.  True fans of fairness are actually for indifference.  Letting humans interact freely whether they’re trading merchandise, skills, labor, or currency while paying the same rate lets people succeed on their merits, which creates more of it.  That’s unless one doesn’t trust fellow humans, which explains the enthusiasm of oppression.

Not bothering people offends the particular ones who presume they know better.  Framing, say, a flat tax as a handout to conglomerate owners is particularly egregious for a policy that’d merely get government out of the business of punishing for the crime of succeeding.  Imposing regressive policies that harm the lowest earners the most is how Democrats help.  You may have also noticed crime spikes by uncanny chance wherever they impose gun control.  They’re excelling if the innocent deserve punishment.