#reblog with additional content

[callsign-songbird]

Omg. THIS. And forgive me for adding my own thoughts on, but the brain bullets are firing.

The sandwich of the day deal starts getting more traction to a surprising degree. You've briefly mentioned your hole in the wall diamond in the rough sandwich shop to your coworkers, but none of them seemed really interested. So why in the world do more and more people keep showing up for sandwiches? Why in the world do you get there and have to wait in a line that gets longer by the day, to the point that it makes you late to work some days?

And you can't be upset. No. You're happy for them, really. It's been great to get to try the different sandwiches of the day. To slowly watch them expand a kids menu with peanut butter and jellies, and grilled cheeses. It's been wonderful to see them expand and add nut free options, gluten free options, and have a different sandwich for breakfast and the rest of the day. You're so happy for them.

But it kind of feels like you've lost your hidden gem. You don't have any time to strike up friendly small talk with the man in the boonies hat, or engage in playful banter with the pretty waiter. It's hard running a business, and their either always busy or never around. and you always leave a tip when you can, and you always use your punch card (Which you notice always has noticeably more skulls on it than the regular customers' new punch cards with sandwiches on them) but it just doesn't feel the same.

But, the sandwiches are still always good, so it's worth planning a little extra time into your morning commute to stand in line. Especially since the grumpy chef and the pretty waiter always at least recognize you and offer you a nod. Besides, five quid for a good sandwich is practically criminal with how good of a deal it is. Who cares if they close once every couple of months and get a new name? Copyright is hard, you imagine, and it's not your place to dictate how they run their business.

But sometimes good things just can't last. Not expecting the line to be longer and longer every day, you never plan to be five minutes late to work, or ten, or an hour. And that adds up. Even if you always stay late to make it up. Sometimes it's not enough. Sometimes, you just get fired. And it sucks.

So what can you do? Sure, you could suck it up, go home, and start looking for another job. And you probably will. But going to your favorite sandwich shop and eating your feelings just before close sounds like a much better idea right now.

When you come in. They can already tell that something is off. You've been coming to their shop consecutively for nearly three years now, so they know you. Of course, Price had a background check run on you that first time you came in genuinely for a sandwich to make sure that you weren't a rookie from a rival mob trying to scout out the competition.

You don't look like when you're tired or when you've had to stay late at work this time, and for a second, Soap asks Price if it's about time to redeem all of their favorite customers accrewed skulls. After all, loyalty is something they value as a mob, and even if you just get the sandwiches and have no clue about their front, loyalty is loyalty. You're the reason their front is thriving after all, and you have no clue how much less shady you've made their front by somehow turning it into a real sandwich shop. But Price tells Soap to hold steady and bide his time. After all, they don't even know what has you down yet.

Price decides to send Gaz in, ever the friendly smooth-talker. But no one expects gruff and quiet Simon to bring you a sandwich before you've even ordered and plop down in the booth across from you. He doesn't say anything, just sets the plate down and offers you a nod. It wasn't even the sandwich of the day or from the constant menu. It was a sandwich that Simon noticed made your smile just a bit wider every time it was made. A "comfort food" if you will.

Price, Soap, and Gaz all stand by the slightly ajar kitchen door, listening as you absolutely break down to the gruff giant. They all listen as you vent about losing your job for being late so many times, no matter how often you stay late or how hard you worked. How you're out of a job for now, and you were just going to eat your feelings at your favorite sandwich place.

Normally, you wouldn't break down like that to a practical stranger. But this just felt different. It felt easier with the men that you had seen nearly every day for three years. With the sandwich shop that had almost outlasted your stable job at this point.

And while Simon doesn't really know what to offer you other than an awkward pat on the back and a rough sounding "M' sorry, love." He certainly didn't accept any payment for your sandwich, with the pretty waiter poking his head out to insist that it was on the house. Little could you see, Price had him by the back of the shirt collar, keeping him from walking straight out with his pistol in hand. They can't afford to handle this like greenhorns, after all.

You didn't expect what came in your mailbox within the next week. At first, you had thought it was just a fast food coupon flyer like they send out occasionally. What you didn't expect to see was that your favorite sandwich shop was hiring.

The mob side of business had been absolutely thriving with the use of a proper front to operate under. They've been hitting more commissions and requests than ever, so they can afford to hire someone to take orders and run the register while they make the real money. They'll just have to watch their tongues a bit more. No trouble, right?

i love the mob front au you've been doing lately. just the mental image of going in and ordering for the first time to a very surprised and borderline bewildered gaz, who passes on your request to ghost, who eyes you up and down and finally acquiesces with a sigh and a 'yeah olright'. of coming back the next week and seeing a bearded man holding court in the corner booth and simon gruffly hands you a wrapped sandwich (that you didn't even order yet) and informing you that it's 'to-go, so beat it' when you'd originally planned on sitting and eating it there (he didn't even remember to charge you this time... dope!). of passing by the dumpster outside and not noticing all the red liquid splattered against it. of the sandwich shop closing suddenly and re-opening two weeks later with a new name and absolutely nothing else having changed. of getting a funny look from the cook when you leave a tip. mwah! perfect! -391780

The first time you go in to the restaurant you're met with incredibly bewildered looks from the three men in the corner booth and the one large man who's standing over them. You assume the big guy is the waiter? But then the pretty one scurries over as you're taking a seat and when you ask for a menu he looks even more confused. Then the big guy comes over and stares down at you over the pretty one's shoulder and grunts out something about a sandwich, so you order a sandwich. It takes a while and you're pretty sure you see the big guy walking back to the shop with groceries, but it's a good fucking sandwich so you don't really care. Plus you're starving and the big guy grunts out a "Five" when you ask how much it is, so you don't ask questions.

The next time you wander in, you're pretty sure it's closed but you can hear noise coming from somewhere, and the bell over the door rang so someone must hear something. A minute later the big guy (who you assume is the cook) is leaning to look out the kitchen pass through, and glaring at you. He tells you it's five for a sandwich and when you ask what kind he goes, "You want the sandwich or not?" You get it to go, he doesn't have change for your tenner so he gives it to you for free. You're a little worried you just took this guy's lunch, but you're not in the business of asking questions. You take the paper wrapped sandwich and head back to work.

The cook yells at some guy with a mohawk to take your order. You tell him you want the sandwich of the day and hand him your punch card. He flips open a pocket knife and exes out one of the little skulls. You feel moderately violated for your punch card. The next time you come in the cook takes your order and swears when he sees the cut x in your card. He pulls out a phone and starts yelling at someone on the other end. You turn up your music and hand him a fiver in exchange for your card back. He gives you an extra serving of chips on the side.

The shop closes suddenly and you're more upset than you should be considering it was a front for the mob. You grab lunch from your second favorite(legitimately run) shop for the next two weeks. Another shop opens in the place your previous favorite was. It's exactly the same shop with exactly the same grumpy looking cook in the pass through window. You are given the same bewildered looks when you open the door that you got the first time you came in, except this time the guy in the boonie hat laughs when he sees you. The only difference is the chalkboard beside the serving window which has "sandwich of the day 5 quid" written on it in bold letters. It does not tell you what the sandwich is. You order it to go.

[fumifooms]

I am so sick of Kui. We see Hien’s younger sister in ONE panel in an extra on her blog that didn’t even get published and she’s in Toshizane’s retainer group.

And from other details we know it makes sense too, because both of Hien’s parents work for the Nakamotos and Hien herself grew up alongside Toshiro. Hien and Toshiro were childhood friends, so maybe this unnamed sister and Toshizane (Toshiro’s youngest brother) would parallel them. I’m hopeful that maybe they can stay friends as they grow up, instead of becoming distant and professional like Hien with Toshiro…

Kui really tought through every cm3 of her world I’m crying

[mademoisellekalopsia]

Day 23: Pirates Play

[explodingstarlight]

he's listening to Xor infodump about computers

for the uninitiated, Nova belongs to ✨ moi ✨ and Xor belongs to @snailsnaps

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

Dark 4halo thought of Forever keeps trying to drug badboyhalo by slipping pills into Bad's food and drinks, it's gotten to the point of where Bad doesn't like of accepting food from anyone and has to go out and scrounge for food but Forever somehow (maybe with federation workers) begins to remove or spray down available gardens with more of the cucurucho drugs basically driving Bad to go further and further out to find food and eats less and less. Or Forever tires to slip pills into Bad's auto feed backpack kkk sorry the dark thoughts are strong

no no no it's dark 4halo day today no need to apologize for sharing fandom thoughts i explicitly asked for ! you're all good! but. GOD imagining a universe where the feds + forever go so far as to spray all the available food sources... the island would be an actual hellscape. absolutely terrifying. picture bad one of the last few people on the run who has not had That Fudging Drug and he could run even further. but his friends are there. and this isn't forever. this isn't his friend. they're all fucked up and bad has nothing better to do than to try to save him. which results in him accepting a dinner invitation where forever gets more and more agitated about bad not eating anything (but he's drinking a LOT of his own alcohol) until forever tries to pull a romantic little "let's feed each other :D " there's one universe where bad, exhausted to the point of even going to that dinner, numb from grief just Looks at forever's smiling face and thinks... okay. he has literally nothing to lose. why does he keep fighting- just to feel miserable? dapper is gone. pomme is gone. the eggs are gone. and forever is so happy. would it really be so bad if bad were happy, too? and forever pours the risus into bad's wine glass and then holds it up to his lips and bad drinks. and then that's it. and then there's another universe where bad just fucking Bites Him and books it lmaoo

[anti-dazai-blog]

I don't understand why fans in general are always so against critical analysis & always try to defend characters whenever someone points out bad writing. Bsd fans have huge issue like that I'm glad you're so vocal about dazai character writing tho cause lots of people just avoid it due to his fans taking it so personal

I think it’s mainly an issue of people not properly tagging their posts, so that when people search their favorite characters, they find negativity instead of the positive content they were hoping for. It makes sense why that would be annoying— but in the end of the day it’s everyone’s job to curate their own internet experience.

I tag all of my negative posts with #anti dazai, so it’s pretty easy for a person to just block that tag (or block this account), and so most people don’t have a problem with me. I’ve only run into any sort of problem with two separate tumblr users in the past (one of which is pretty infamous in these bsd tumblr circles)— so from my end of things, I don’t really see all the people getting angry about character-critical content. I know it’s out there, I personally just don’t come across it very often.

I also block very liberally, so that might be a contributing factor to why I don’t see that side of the fandom. But either way.

I’m glad you’re enjoying this blog!! For any given piece of media there will be positive aspects and negative aspects, and everyone can and should feel free to talk as much as they want about both sides. There also isn’t a single right answer— meaning one person could find a character to be written in a very compelling way and someone else can find the character writing shallow— neither person is wrong, so long as they can justify their opinions with textual evidence.

The only time a media interpretation is wrong is when it’s entirely made up. And I don’t mean “this person read the text and came away with a different conclusion than me,” I mean “this person is directly contradicting the text and is giving no reasons for why they might think the text is lying.” There’s always the concept of an unreliable narrator, but on tumblr, the website that’s infamous for lacking any sort of Reading Comprehension… yeah you’re not gonna get the brilliant literary debates everyone’s hoping for.

[coffinkissez]

sometimes I block ppl and for literally no reason????

[arktic-rage]

I am NOT fucking around this year, I am not about to be spoiled of the ending like I was with Inquisition 😤

[ellierenae]

I think what's been bothering me about copyright law (not you AI, not talking to you right now) is the vagueness. Like, if you ever plan to profit off your labors, it's terrifying as a writer to include quotes or the trademarks of daily life or even references to your inspirations, presumably for legal reasons but honestly who can tell anymore? We're playing telephone with interpretations of the law, passages maybe- maybe not- misunderstood by paranoid artists, those same passages being abused by faceless corporations. Even as the person ranting, as an artist for over a decade, I don't and doubt I ever will fully understand the law, and it turns even little things like including song quotes in a book into a poorly-marked minefield.

I guess what I really want at this point is to scrap it all and give everyone a comfortable UBI to thrive on so artists can create without bowing to economic pressures and can build off of one another's work forever.

Because a girl can (and should) dream.

[lifeintheworldtocome]

can you guys stop reblogging random posts ive made that r like explicitly personal posts its kind of weird

[pseuddamntired]

Hello I desperately wish to possess this Jesus figurine please send it it 123 myroad boulevard

every year around christmas me and my grandma play this fun family game called “maybe you want to put jesus in your room instead, sweetie? :)”. now, it’s important to note that the jesus referred to in our game is not actually the real jesus christ, but instead a wooden figure i made in 2011 that has an uncanny resemblance to the lord and savior himself

so what happens is that i place jesus in our living room, and my grandma smiles and asks me if i don’t want to decorate my room with him instead. i ask her in return if she thinks my jesus figure is ugly (which he is), but she reassures me that this is not the case. however, a couple of days later jesus mysteriously disappears from our living room, and appear in my room instead

now, the real jesus christ might have been able to perform a miracle like this, but please remember that the jesus in our story is only a figure made out of wood. he can not move on his own, so i think we can safely say that my grandma is the prime suspect here

the first year i would often confront my grandma about this, but she would always make up an excuse and never straight up tell me she moved him because he’s so ugly it’s an embarrassment to the family

eventually i grew tired of her lies, so now we only move jesus around in silence. one second he’s in the living room, the next he’s back in my room. in a way i think this adds an extra element of excitement to the holiday season, because you never know for sure when jesus is going to be moved again

[devils-yui]

Reposting this from a friend bc I think it is VERY important to know of this, and for immigrants, and other possible victims of the ICE Raids happening right now

Here’s to also a very huge edit, from the list of very helpful people who have been reblogging and providing more info.

I’m not as well informed but I will be relaying the information and tagging each person who added onto this post:

@onthedriftinthetardis -

The phone number in the first photo is ONLY for Orange County, California!

Look up your local ACLU affiliate here

@6feetunderwater -

It always makes me nervous to see a reporting phone number passed around without any links to verify it, so the number in the first pic can be found on the site for the Orange County Rapid Response Network, which is "an interconnected system of non-profit and grassroots organizations, civil rights attorneys, law school clinics, and individuals working together to respond to dehumanizing immigration enforcement activities and policies in Orange County"

@geekerypeekery -

The second warrant is not fake, but is an administrative rather than judicial warrant, and has no constitutional authority to bypass Fourth Amendment protections - in other words, it does not entitle the bearer to enter and search your home. It simply authorizes agents of the issuing department to contact you. Always ask to see the warrant before opening your door!

In addition to the ACLU links, try contacting the National Immigration Law Center https://www.nilc.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/Warrants-Subpoenas-Facts.pdf

@american-anger -

The phone number listed here is specific to Orange County in California, but you can look up other California counties here:

CALIFORNIA RAPID RESPONSE NETWORKS

@beaniebaneenie -

Unpleasant reminder: within 100 miles of the border (which is home to 200 million people and virtually all major cities in the US), ICE does not need a warrant to enter your home, your car, to search anything, or even to arrest you.

You are not automatically safe just because they don't have a real warrant.

The best and safest thing you can do is learn to have escape routes- quick ways to get out of the house or area you're in if you find out ICE or CBP are around. Those of us who do have documentation? Time for us to step the fuck up.

Film any interaction. Every interaction. If you're able, step into the conversation and be a Karen/Kyle- weaponize your privilege for Good. If you get asked about people? Use positive but vague statements so you a) cannot be caught in a lie, and b) do not give any information away.

"I don't know them that well, but I don't tend to socialize much. They seem great to me."

"I can't remember the last time I saw them."

"Maybe they speak another language, I can't remember details. But I picked up Duolingo during the pandemic and tons of other people did too."

"I'm not sure."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Even if you're somewhere the 100-mile Exception doesn't apply and a warrant is in fact needed? I don't expect ICE and CBP to play by the rules for long, if at all. I fully expect this to get ugly, and fast.

Cheeto has already declared an emergency of national security at the border, and is mobilizing the military to have jurisdiction over a huge swath of the country. It's essentially tantamount to martial law. And it's only been four days.

Gear up for a long, hard fight. This is gonna be a marathon, not a sprint.

— I am leaving all of this as an edit because on the off chance someone does find the posts that have these people specifically reblogging, I don’t want it to be too late. So I’m comprising it all here

Here are a few other people’s reblogs I thought were important:

Thank you @onthedriftinthetardis @6feetunderwater @geekerypeekery @american-anger @beaniebaneenie @bunnychiffon @dubiouslynamed @trisockatops @witchy-disaster for contributing and helping me make this a more well-informed post. Thank you so much

[poochiccini]

Shadowheart and Lae'zel spend a long rest together 🖤💚

The full, uncropped HD animation is on patreon ✨

This is the very first animation I made for my recently launched patreon; I plan to offer one highly polished nsfw animation per month (pairing decided via poll), in addition to behind-the-scenes process work. Feel free to check it out here!

reblogs are also very much appreciated 💖

(btw in the interest of gender equality I've chosen not to censor any nipples. Already added a content label for sexual themes and I'd appreciate if the work was not reported for only the nips, ty)!

[passengerpigeons]

goddamn a post i reblogged yesterday was by a blog as op i coulda sworn i had filtered out

[becquerel]

at a certain level of fan popularity you realize that more fan content and world recognition means nothing because all the people who understand what the source material is actually about are like 36 people on tumblr.com posting aggressively about meta analysis and 1/3 of them hates another 1/3 and the final 1/3 disappeared off the face of the earth 8 years ago.

go reblog the version of this post with additions female characters no more reblogging the op without me pointing at you and going someone's reblogging the version without the female character comments. reconcile.

disabling reblogs because of this ^ You know what you did

reenabled. good luck

[whumpuary]

Whumpuary 2025!

(edit in case anyone actually reads this, i messed up and put "i'm fine" in twice for day 25 and alt prompt, so either ignore that or you can use "do it" as an additional alt prompt)

these prompts came together through community submissions and then a voting form where people voted for their favorites, here are the top 53 prompts

i want to try a slightly new format where there are still only 15 days for creation prompts but with additional community prompts/questions. those are entirely voluntary but are here to possibly inspire some community interaction and trying new things

i'm excited to see some awesome creations in january!

go here for info/rules/tagging go here for faqs

(note: number 31 is not a creation prompt and therefore not required to complete the challenge, it's just colored black so the colors add up)

text version of the prompts and rules is under the cut

(image description note: there are 31 numbered prompts, on each odd number the text color is black and on even numbers the text color is white)

Whumpuary 2025

a whump-themed multi media creation event for january

create for at least one prompt from each odd/black number to complete the challenge community prompts (even/white) numbers are voluntary

main prompts

1. sacrifice | headache | "this will hurt" 2. how did you find the whump community? 3. choice | storm | black eye 4. what are your favorite whump tropes? 5. "do you trust me" | manhandled | chills 6. share your favorite whump creations (others or yours!) 7. unfair fight | insomnia | "no one is coming" 8. what media genre do you like whump in? 9. trapped under rubble | gunpoint | out of time 10. write your own whump prompt 11. "i didn't ask for this" | blood | abandoned 12. create something in a new/less familiar medium 13. close call | sleep | choking 14. what's your favorite character dynamic? 15. handcuffed | dead | "please, stop" 16. leave a comment on a whump fic/art/creation 17. drugged | "i'm glad you're alive" | revenge 18. favorite whump medium? (movie, book, art, ...) 19. "let them go" | overworked | head injury 20. send a nice message to someone in the community 21. bruises | "who are you?" | immortality 22. take 10 minutes to work on a wip 23. backhand slap | alone | "i can't do this anymore" 24. what do you take inspiration in? 25. "i'm fine" | missing | drowsiness 26. draw/doodle something whumpy 27. stuck in a loop | twisting the knife | rescue 28. find a creator in the #whumpuary tag and send them an ask 29. kidnapped | "don't leave me" | devotion 30. make a whump meme 31. say something nice about your own work

alt prompts

hiding impaled "i'm fine" rain betrayal hair pulling darkness falling (added later, not in the image: "do it")

rules & info

-any medium is allowed (art, writing, gifs, edits, ...) -prompts are open for interpretation (but the context does have to be whumpy) -create for at least one of three prompts on creation prompt days (black/odd numbers) to complete the challenge -if you're not aiming for completionist you can do however many prompts you want any way you want -community prompts (white/even numbers) are voluntary and don't count for completionist (but can be combined with creation prompts if applicable) -use alt prompts to replace main prompts you don't like some works posted on tumblr will be reblogged if tagged correctly -#whumpuary2025 -#whumpuaryno1 (number of the prompt(s)) -#sacrifice #head injury #"i'm fine" (the prompt(s) you're using) -any trigger/content warning tags -any additional tags (fandom, oc, other used tropes, ...)