#lmart

[darthfar]

A something something something Barricade Day to everyone! Oh, look, another picture with no people, no violence, no nothing! I'd claim artistic license, but the truth is that I simply hadn't had the time: I'd actually drafted and roughed out eight pages filled with people and events (and a fair amount of bodies), before I realised that I wasn't going to be able to perform three-day miracles. So five pages (and one panel) of empty are all that are going up.😬

[sadgirlautumn]

girlhood in a list

[bawnjourno]

past few weeks sewing teehee

[apocokat]

I guess we getting ads for garlic bread now

[eileennatural]

help girl i think my boss thinks i'm stupid

[wizardnuke]

home. instantly feeling better

[thatweirdthingoverthere]

...Why the flippity frog fuck is W*lmart throwing ads of dirty looking wads of dead bird on my Tumblr feed?

I'm guessing it's an AI mistake but damn

[godgavemenoname]

Everything is fucking falling apart

[platycarpum]

I go into the store and don't even grab a cart. I crawl around on all fours and use my concave spine as a basket. People are screaming as I take the last box of pop tarts because they want the pop tarts, surely no other reason.

[tennybird]

"i want to go to pride this year, wonder what my city is doing"

[corporation sponsored pride event]

[another event created by a suspicious site that has "faith services" listed]

[lack of anyone who isn't white or skinny in any ads]

[were-fag]

ive been unemployed for too long im starting to get restless

[darthfar]

[Full-sized pic if you click] Sooo.... Back in 2018 I uploaded a series of Barricade Day pictures that somehow did not contain a single person in it. This year, it’s just a single picture that contains.... absolutely no sign of a barricade or fighting or dying WTF did you manage to forget what day it is. I actually did Have Serious Plans for another comic this year, just not the time to render it out fully, alas. So at least one person gets a reprieve, and you all get an incongruously, inexplicably cheery doodle of a bunch of inappropriately under-dressed guys sitting around at a cafe someplace. Or something. Y’know. Happy Barricade Day 2023? ;) [If you’d rather have angst from me anyway, here’s my collection of Barricade Day comics from years past] [Also, the map on the wall is a reference to an old fic by AMarguerite’s, whose link I cannot find, but has to do with finding Enjolras the perfect gift. If anyone can remember this, please tag!]

[rustymysterymachine]

got me a clear beastie boys vinyl🫧

[chefsydney]

milo’s makes peach tea now

[heartfullofleeches]

I Wanna Shoplift sh*t from W*lmart with You

(Title Inspo - 8 Now by Food House)

Shy Male Yan + G.N "Bad Influence" Reader

Content: Shoplifting, small mention of weed. One slightly suggestive scene if you squint, but mostly SFW.

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The pungent smell of freshly bleached tile. Children screaming up and down isles, guardians mysteriously void from sight. This store...

Is heaven.

"Whatcha think about this one, Mikey?"

Mischievous laughter is all it takes to drown out the screeches. The aroma of your body wash wafts off you from the close proximity, permeating his nostrils as he squeezes ever so closer to you in that secluded neck of the fashion department - accessories spread across the back wall as far as the eye could see.

"Well?" The light shake of your wrist yanks him back to attention; gems decorating the belt dangling from your grasp clicking against the beaded bracelet your partner in crime had made for you some months prior. It warms his heart to see it on your possession to this day.

"These rhinestones match pretty well with your highlights, don't you agree."

"I... I guess so..." Timid fingers course through the lilac streaks in his hair. You're so thoughtful to point out the little details like that.

"I'd love to buy it for you as an early birthday gift, but I don't get paid till the end of the week."

Micheal would offer to pay for it himself- You wouldn't even have to pay him back since he knows how tight you are on cash between checks. He walked into this store knowing full well of your end goals. The sliver of intimacy was all he needed to keep his wallet in pocket - right next to the handful of candy bars you had already deposited into his jeans.

Riding the high of your petty crimes, your smile falls as heavy footsteps pelt the isle floor. Your voice drops to a hushed whisper as you drag your friend in by his collar.

"Shit. Security guard, five o'clock. Act natural."

Micheal freezes in place- His entire body locks up, beads of sweat trickling from his rigid face. Stiff as a plank of wood, his frail figure melts at the soft stroke of your knuckles against his cheekbones.

"Babe- Stop. We're in public, we can't do that here."

Your hands crawl down to his waist, pulling him in as far as your bodies would physically allow as you slip the tip of the belt through the first loop in his pants. Mikey's grateful for the candy in his pockets as they draw notice away from the other mound in his jeans, swelling as you grip his thigh to hold him still. His eyes wander over his shoulder, further distracting himself from the issue.

The security guard half-heartedly scans the area, locking eyes with Micheal for a flicker of a second. Panicking, his hand slams against the vacant wall behind you, pinning you in place as he leans in - lips inches from your own.

"What can I say? Y-you're impossible to resist."

The guard grimaces, mumbling something beneath his breath as he marches off to another section of the store. Time stills for Michael as he stands over you- Gazing into your eyes, breathing the air you exhale. His eyelids flutter shut, lips tingling from the desire pumping through his bloodstream.

"Aaaaand, done! Good thinking pushing me against this wall, Mikey!"

"Wha?... oh...." Michael lifts his baggy shirt, the belt strapped tightly around his waist.

"Y-yeah, no problem."

"Hey, you still got that dab pen I gave you the other day?"

Of course he does- If he tries hard enough, he can almost taste you on it.

"Yeah... Why?"

"I bought a new cartridge with the money you let me borrow the other night. Let's go back to my place and have a little fun, okay?"

Micheal's certain the type of "fun" you have in mind differences from his own, but the idea of getting high as a kite and reaping the day's spoils is the second best ending to an outing with you.

"There's a shopping cart over there- Hop in, and I'll wheel you outside!"

Grabbing your best friend's hand, the world regains that lustrous tint Michael can only step through when he's by your side. Curling his fingers around yours, he'd let you drag him to the ends of the earth if you so wished.

Prison or the unknown, as long as you were there - he'd follow.

[eileennatural]

putting on the playlist i used to listen to while getting ready for my 5am w*lmart shifts to remind myself why it's so important to submit my assessments on time