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puraiuddo · 3 days ago
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So I'll preface by saying I'm not a Katy Perry stan and I'm not writing this with the intention of defending her, I'm writing it because the screenshots are so wildly inaccurate and inflammatory that it's making my skin crawl.
I'm begging people to do a second of critical thinking when they see summaries like this and think "wow this seems Cartoonishly Evil. Is it possible this might actually be reaction-bait and not gospel truth?" and the answer is almost always yes.
TL;DR: Katy Perry doesn't make like... a habit of throwing elderly people to the curb????? In fact she's not actually ever done that once???
The new law being argued here is basically "if you're over 75 years old, actually you get One Free Whoopsie after legally selling your house if you decide to change your mind within 72 hours". It was proposed by the family of the 2nd homeowner (the founder of 1-800-Flowers, bro. let's not pretend like this guy is living month by month off his SSI checks or smth), because they argue he was too hopped up on opiates and too mentally declined at 84yo to make an informed decision. When like... it would take substantial mental aptitude to list the house, vet various buyers, and draft the sale prior to actually selling it—all things he did. Or more likely his lawyer did. Which sorta voids the whole idea of his decision being uninformed/unsound/etc when everything would have gone through a lawyer. (and ultimately the court did determine that btw. Perry won that suit.)
And I'm going to be honest, I think it's far, far more dangerous to say people over 75 aren't mentally capable of selling their house just as a virtue of them being 75. That is what will lead to far more financial elder abuse (from relatives who are statistically proven to be more likely to do it than strangers!).
The bill is being pushed nationally by various parties, but the only reason the law is being brought as PERRY is because this particular family has the money to burn (again, backed by 1-800-Flowers fortune) & wants to head the campaign with a flashy name so it gets attention.
And because Perry happened to get caught up in a 1 other suit where she was legally sold a $15m house by the Vatican who had already relocated 5 nuns from the property.
TL;DR part 2: 52 nuns bought a house from a widower with their own money. They turned it into a convent. I guess it then becomes property of the Vatican(??). Convent whittled down from the original 52 nuns to 5 nuns by 2015. Archdiocese then forces them to relocate against their will.
Perry offered to buy. 2 of the 5 nuns googled her and didn’t like the fact she said in an interview one time that she sold her soul to satan for success (like ok fair. nuns.). She met with them to win them over, it went well, and they even said she was “nice” to them.
2 of the 5 nuns still didn’t want to sell to her, in part because they didn’t trust the Vatican to give them money from the sale (also fair). But the Vatican (who again I guess legally own the property?) sold it to Perry anyways for 14m. On the downlow as Perry's sale was pending, the nuns sold it to a businesswoman who wanted to turn it into a hotel and offered them 15m with 100k up front. They accepted in part b/c this deal allowed the property to remain open to the public. Said businesswoman moved in immediately.
Perry & the Vatican sued the woman who bought the house! Not the nuns!! Who were moving anyways!
One of the 2 nuns who didn't want to sell died in court at 89 when testifying on behalf of the businesswoman.
And I’ll be honest here I don’t know all the logistics of house sales (and the article didn’t say) but I imagine it was likely thousands and thousands that Perry put into the sale/real estate agent/fees. And likely she only had the impression that her meeting with the nuns went well with no hard feelings (considering the vatican finalized her sale right afterwards) prior to suddenly having the sale pulled out from under her.
Like I’m not saying Perry couldn’t have taken an L on this one and just let the thing go with maybe a demand for legal fees from the businesswoman for the botched sale.
But like c’mon now with this brain-rot reactionary garbage that Katy Perry is like throwing poor seniors to the curb for fun or smth.
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minminyoonjii · 2 days ago
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Helloo!!! First of all I wanted to say, that I hope you make a quick return to tumblr, we need you on here!!!
Second I wanted to ask if you could write little!reader and ot8 going shopping and how each member would be like with you there, would they only get the things that are necessary or also get some stuff that the reader would want like toys?
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❤️Ultimate Masterlist
💜Rules and Guidelines
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Wholesome|Soft Grocery Run|They Notice More Than You Think|Heavy Self Doubt! Little Reader|Sweet Fluffy Yum Yum
💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.
🍄Wordcount: 1.3K
You stared at your laptop, watching a new movie, when a knock jolted you out of your focus. "Agi, we're heading out to get stuff. Do you want to come?" Minho asked, smiling at how you made yourself comfortable on the chair. You looked at the screen and back at Minho. Your head is pounding from binge-watching films for the past few hours. "I'm down. Let me get dressed, though," you said, stretching your limbs. Minho hummed, "Don't take too long," he teased, closing the door behind him.
You rolled your eyes, dressing up in casual clothes, a cap and a mask. You didn't have enough energy to match with fans if they noticed you. "Maybe concealer, I look exhausted," you mumbled, evening out your undereyes. You grabbed your necessities and made it out the door. "All of us are going?" you asked, stretching your back. Felix nodded, "Might as well do a group grocery run," he said, opening the van door.
"I made a list in our group chat, add on what you need so we can stay on track," Chan instructed, starting the van. You nodded, looking at the list. The usual shampoo, body wash, some baking ingredients for Felix's baking endeavours, detergent top-up and so on. The ride there was calm, and everyone was still recharging from a whole day of practice the day before. You got out of the car when you reached, your legs beelineing towards the trollies.
You pushed it, following behind Minho. "Focus on the necessities, then we'll see around," he said, following you. You hummed, feeling comfortable enough to react nonverbally. Minho noticed your subtle behaviour and proceeded along the list. The trolley gradually began to fill up. "Hyung, can we get this?" Seungmin asked, holding a bag of Cheetos. Minho noticed it was on sale and nodded. "Go on," he said, watching you instinctively push the trolley towards the toy aisle.
He nudged Seungmin's side, "Gather the others, they wouldn't want to miss this," Minho whispered, keeping his distance from you as he followed behind. You looked around, running your fingers through the plush pile. Your pupils dilated at the sight. Felix beelined towards you, "Do you want something, sweetheart?" he asked, rubbing your back. You pursed your lips, thinking about the plush toys you already have at home and shook your head.
Felix hummed, holding up a wiggling ferret plush, "Doesn't this look like a realistic Jinret, Agi? Don't you want it?" he coaxed, letting you pet the plush. You gulped at the plush, wanting it but trying to rationalise the decision, "It's okay," you whispered, averting your gaze. Felix smiled, hiding the plush behind his back, "Okay, sweetie," he said, ruffling your hair as he placed it into the basket Jisung brought just to get little stuff for you.
"Are we sure this is a good idea? I don't want her to think that we're not respecting her nos'," Felix mumbled, setting the plush in the basket. Chan hummed, "She is lacking in plushes and stuff anyway. Maybe we could introduce them to her one at a time so she doesn't get overwhelmed?" he suggested, holding up a fluffy onesie. Hyunjin nodded, "That sounds like a plan. I want to get her those teething rings. She nipped at most of her hoodie strings," he chuckled, setting some in the basket.
Changbin shushed them, "Look, she's interested in the colouring books," he whispered, making the others notice your observation. They saw how your hand reached out for it, but you ended up hesitating. Jeongin crossed his arms, "Why is she pulling back so much? It's not like we can't afford it," he mumbles, watching you squat down to play with the putty testers. Seungmin pursed his lips, "Maybe she feels guilty for it? Only she and Jisungie have therapy sessions to talk it out. She could be conditioned to it?" he proposed, studying your behaviour.
Jisung perked up, "Right, if we didn't know her, I'd call what we're doing now stalking, but since we do, I guess it's natural observation," he said playfully, adding a blanket into the basket. Changbin looked into the basket, "A blanket, a plush and some teething rings, do they have adult pacifiers here?" he asked, looking around. Minho shook his head, "Only the kids' one. It'd hurt her jaw, we can commission one online," he said, scrolling through Instagram.
Chan hummed, "Commission a bottle too, I'll try looking for adult diapers online," he said, checking his cart. Felix smiled, "We're going all out on this," he chuckled, placing another toy in the cart that you touched but placed back. Jeongin smiled, "It's about time we do, I feel like the secret is behind a glass door," he huffed, grabbing a jar of putty. Hyunjin pushed the other trolley behind you, "Innie, we'll pay for this stuff first. Then once we leave, you pay for the stuff in the basket, okay?" he said, handing the basket to Jeongin.
"Alright, if she asks where I am, tell her I'm hungry and went to get a corndog. I'll bring her one too, I don't think she ate lunch earlier," Jeongin hummed, carrying the basket. Hyunjin furrowed his eyebrows, "Was she not at lunch?" he asked, looking at Jisung. "I don't think so. She came down for breakfast and stayed in her room. Maybe she snacked on things," he replied, following along. You yawned, placing the items on the conveyor belt as Changbin placed them into recycling bags.
"Sleepy, Agi?" Seungmin teased, lightly pinching your cheek. You swatted your hand at him and glared. Seungmin chuckled, "Fiesty," he cooed, helping you place things on the conveyor belt. "That should be all," Chan said, paying for the items. You subconsciously did a head count, "Where's Innie?" you whispered, looking around. Felix rubbed your shoulders, "He got hungry and went to get corndogs," he said, leading you out of the store.
You nodded your head and followed along without suspicion. Jeongin discreetly paid for the things and placed them in the bonnet without you noticing. "Here you go, Angel," he smiled, handing you a corndog. You removed your mask and took a bite. Your tummy is feeling better after eating. When you reached home, Jeongin quickly took the bag and scurried into the house. You yawned, making your way to the fridge for a drink. The boys unloaded the groceries, placing them where they're meant to be.
Hyunjin followed Jeongin and took out the teether. "I think we can give her this for the time being. She's chewing on her hoodie string again," he chuckled, rinsing the teether under warm water. Hyunjin made his way towards you, "Hey, sweetie. Open your mouth for me?" he coaxed, rubbing your bottom lip. You did as told, a yawn escaping your mouth as you do. Hyunjin cooed, placing a teether between your teeth, "There now you can bite on this, sweetheart. No more chewing on your hoodie strings, okay?" he asked, brushing your hair.
You nodded, chewing on the teether as your eyes began to flutter closed. "'Eepy girl. Time to tuck you in, Agi-ah," Changbin cooed, lifting you easily. You rested your chin on his shoulder, mouthing at the teether. Changbin tucked you in, making sure the blanket bundled your tired body, "That's it, princess. Close those pretty eyes for me," he whispered, watching as your lashes fluttered against your cheek. "Good girl," he whispered again, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.
Jisung slipped into your room and noticed your PC was still on. "Let me close this," he murmured, noticing a YouTube tab was open. With curiosity, he clicked into it only to see a fluffy video of Animal Crossing soundtracks. Jisung chuckled, "Aww, my little villager. I bet she imagined herself as a little otter doing her chores around the village," he cooed, shutting your PC down. Jissung looked at your sleepy little face, drool staining the sheets, "I hope you're dreaming of being a little villager, Agi-ah," he chuckled, wiping the drool.
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forsaken-headcanons · 1 day ago
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Bird anon here!! Hi uhm. In celebration of me seeing the robin nestlings more often recently I want to throw more headcanons here. And not just ANY headcanons. No no no. (I open up my Google Docs and look through them before finding the one I need and squinting at it.) Pigeon Taph headcanons? Pigeon Taph. (Would this count as an AU?? I'm not sure.) Anyways. Prepare.
• OKAY SO you know about messenger pigeons, right. And a part of why they were often used was because they could memorize stuff quickly if given the opportunity. YEAH. So Taph is actually extremely good with memorizing directions and new areas. If not actively being chased, he tends to make a map in his head about the different areas that he's in and takes note of different landmarks in order to memorize the area. If someone needs to guide a fellow survivor away from whoever is chasing them, if Taph is nearby, he'll be one of the more likely survivors to do so.
• Taph does not like being alone. He'll be willing to if it's for his safety (I personally headcanon that as robloxians got more violent towards demolitionists and going outside became more dangerous, Taph sort of like. Isolated himself and stayed inside. Unless he absolutely had to go outside), but once forsakened, Taph often can be lurking in the presence of other survivors, especially ones that he trusts. When he enters a round, he also tends to stick with whoever he spawns with, or he'll flock over to the first person he finds (no pun intended).
• On the topic of this, sometimes after particularly rough rounds, since pigeons will flock together for safety in numbers, Taph will try to round up as many survivors as possible.
• Pigeons can be curious, and Taph is no exception. If something is of interest, he'll often go investigate it. Albeit, when forsakened, he tries to take another survivor with him to investigate stuff so that if something goes wrong, death isn't guaranteed. If the thing of interest is something another survivor is doing, Taph will walk over and observe. He won't announce his presence, but if he is noticed, Taph is willing to sign to the survivor that he's watching (if they know sign language. I actually have a list of different survivors who I believe known sign language and how well they know it. I'll submit that eventually!!)
• The other survivors refer to the areas where Taph sets up his tripwires and subspace tripmines as "nests". This is inspired by the fact that on the wiki, some people actually call these areas "nests". At the very least, they did the last time I checked.
• Sometimes, Taph will like. Tilt his head or puff the feathers on his wings in order to communicate. He'll also flap said wings. The force used and the context survivors can pick up on let them know if the flapping is a good thing or a bad thing. If he's angry, he also might nod his head up-and-down extremely quickly (which some pigeons will do!! Mainly when they feel defensive, especially over their territory or their nest). When angry, he might also stomp a foot alongside another trait of defensiveness or anger.
• Before being forsakened, Taph would sometimes laze around in the sun if he had free time. Nothing too much, honestly. It feels nice. He'd do this with other robloxians if he could, but if nobody was available, he'd do it alone. It's one of the things from his life pre-forsaken that he misses, honestly.
• I already talked a little bit about this one before (see previous post), but Taph can often be found in elevated areas. He'll often be in the rafters or trying to climb up a tree inbetween rounds. In maps that he can have a slight height advantage, he'll usually take said height advantage unless it's too risky and his health gets put at extreme risk. I'd like to think that for survivors that he'd be close to, he'd also be willing to help them into some of his favorite areas of the rafters or into some of his favorite trees, and just. Sit with them. Even if not having a conversation.
Thanks for attending!! Get pigeon Taph'ed. Heh. Anyways have a nice day, birds are neat. Birds are super cool. Bird anon out (for now).
Pigeon Taph,,, I love birds and I love Taph therefore I absolutely love all of these. I need to hold them in my hands and pat their head omg. I'm gonna be yoinking some of these
YOU get pigeon Taph'ed /silly
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nochd · 2 days ago
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Random thing I thought of after watching Andor Season 2. All that care and discipline to keep the Yavin base hidden from the Empire; if you've seen the series you remember.
Then in A New Hope, a week or two later in within-world chronology, the Death Star turns out to be full of stormtroopers who can't aim, after Ben Kenobi tells us "Only Imperial stormtroopers are so precise." In later episodes the stormtroopers' bad aim will become a whole Thing, but at this point there is a clear reason for it, explicitly given in the text: the stormtroopers have been instructed to let these particular rebels survive and escape, a homing beacon having been installed on the Millennium Falcon. Darth Vader and Grand Moff Tarkin have an entire scene together whose only purpose is to make this clear.
That scene is followed by Leia, on the Falcon, confirming it: "That was too easy, they let us go." At this point the protagonists know they're being tracked in some fashion, even if they haven't found the beacon.
And they fly straight home to Yavin and no-one says anything about it.
And we know they don't get rid of the homing beacon, because the Death Star follows them.
I know, I know, plot holes don't have to spoil a story, but fixing them can be the germ of new stories -- witness the existence of Rogue One, created purely to explain why the Death Star had such a stupid weakness, and yet one of the best-crafted stories in the Star Wars universe.
In which spirit, something like the following dialogue must have taken place during the Millennium Falcon's journey to Yavin:
New Republic Office of Military Communications STATUS: DECLASSIFIED For historical records
[two-way holographic call]
TRANSCRIPT:
[Senator Mon Mothma opens channel] [In view, receiving side: Senator Mon Mothma] [In view, hailing side: Princess Leia Organa]
MOTHMA: Princess... Princess Leia! Your Highness! We thought you were dead!
ORGANA: Senator. This is an emergency call, I need to keep it brief. We need a safe place to change vessels before returning home. Can you send an encrypted set of coordinates to my current location?
MOTHMA: I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm actually not in Headquarters right now. I'm with my cousin, you remember Vel? We've just had a long and... tiring emergency Council meeting over the... situation. I take it you're aware of... what they've done?
ORGANA: I... I saw it first-hand.
MOTHMA: I'm so sorry. In any case, we're now... those of us with family here have chosen to... spend some extra time with them this evening in case... well, I don't have the list of places and coordinates immediately ready to hand.
[Voice from outside viewing zone, receiving side; identified as Duty Officer Vel Sartha]
SARTHA: Who's calling, Mon?
[Duty Officer Vel Sartha enters view]
MOTHMA: You might be able to help. Do you happen to have a list of safe getaways for Her Highness? They need coordinates.
SARTHA: Is that...? You're alive?
ORGANA: I was on the Death Star. We've got out, with the plans we needed, but we believe we're being tracked. The others are looking for the tracking device. Assuming I got through to them about the urgency of the situation.
SARTHA: You believe you're being tracked?
ORGANA: The entire rescue party was six people, including Artoo and Threepio. They walked into an Imperial military base, they broke me out, and we got away with one casualty, and I can tell you for a fact it was not because these men are skilled soldiers. Either we got impossibly lucky, or they let us go so they could track us home.
SARTHA: Is it true? About what the Death Star can do, is it true?
ORGANA: You heard about -- you heard about Alde--- [Organa turns face away; sound difficult to decipher; possibly indicative of coughing, sobbing, or hyperventilating]
MOTHMA: We heard. I admire your strength, Princess; you're incredibly brave. But this changes everything. Ghorman took them years to plan and execute; now they could do it in, what, hours?
ORGANA: Minutes. Less than a minute.
SARTHA: The slowest part would be getting to the target planet.
ORGANA: We can't talk for much longer, they'll trace the call. I need those coordinates now.
SARTHA: I don't have them in my own data store. Kleya might have something.
MOTHMA: Kleya? Is she...
SARTHA: She's still in bed.
[Voice from outside viewing zone, receiving side; identity unconfirmed; designated "Kleya Marki" by other participants]
MARKI: I'm up.
MOTHMA: Princess, Kleya Marki was one of Luthen Rael's people. She brought us the first intelligence about the Death Star.
SARTHA: Kleya dear, you might want to put something on. It's colder out here.
MARKI: Is this Princess Leia? Princess, I've heard so much about you.
SARTHA: If I can just get that throw rug off the couch, one second.
[Sartha leaves view]
[Human designated "Kleya Marki" enters view, accompanied by Sartha's hands attempting to cover her shoulders with a throw rug]
MOTHMA: The Princess needs a place to shake off Imperial pursuit so she can come back here with the Death Star plans.
MARKI: You have the Death Star plans?
ORGANA: Artoo has them. My astromech droid, R2-D2. He's with us. Well, he's plugged into the computer looking for tracking devices.
MARKI: Can you transmit the plans from where you are?
ORGANA: I don't think that's going to work.
MOTHMA: Can you recommend a place, Kleya? And do you happen to have a data device with coordinates for it?
MARKI: You say the Death Star can destroy any planet in minutes?
ORGANA: Yes.
MARKI: How sure are we about this vulnerability that it's supposed to have, in the reactor core?
MOTHMA: It's our only hope.
MARKI: Then come back here. Straight to Yavin. Leave the tracking device where it is, if you find it.
[one second of silence]
[Mothma, Sartha, and Organa shouting in disbelief; words undecipherable]
MARKI: Listen to me. The Death Star can destroy any planet in minutes. You said it yourself, Senator, that changes everything. They don't have to pick and choose targets any more. They can kill as many people as it takes until we're gone. Whatever planet you land on, Princess, is their next target. That thing is going to get here at some point, and it might as well be now.
[Sartha and Organa talking over each other]
MARKI: Listen to me! We're either going to find that weakness or we're not, and if we don't then we're dead anyway. And this way they don't kill any more innocent people trying to find us.
[two seconds of silence]
ORGANA: It's your call, Senator.
[Distant voices, hailing side; words undecipherable]
ORGANA: Actually you might want to cover up a bit more, miss... Kleya, was it? In case those idiots come in here. I trust the Wookiee and the kid but this other guy...?
MOTHMA: If you do come straight here, how long until the Empire follows?
MARKI: If they're still using the XX-23 tracker, it'll have to do rangefinding and reestablish a connection after it exits hyperspace. It'll have to get through the scramblers [Marki gestures upwards indicating Yavin-IV's orbiting network of signal-jamming satellites; throw rug falls off her shoulders completely], which should buy us some time. Optimistically, five to six hours total.
MOTHMA: And not optimistically?
MARKI: Well, they could get lucky and make a connection immediately. But realistically, three hours would be the minimum they could reasonably expect.
[one second of silence]
MOTHMA: Do it. General Dodonna is at Headquarters, I'll call him once we end this call.
ORGANA: I'll talk to our pilot.
MOTHMA: We'll see you soon, Princess. May the Force be with you.
ORGANA: May the Force be with us all.
[call ends]
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autaemra · 23 hours ago
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A Mystery Reading 4 YoU ☆
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PILE 1
there is an air of indecision around you. you want a change, but you can't decide. so you stagnate, even though you are unhappy with your current circumstances. kind of like a 'better the devil you know than the devil you don't' vibe. but rather, you feel an immense pressure on you, like, in every area of your life, you feel pressure coming at you from all directions and you're just taking it all on, taking it all in. but you don't need to be. it's like you'd rather take on all of these burdens and bear the heavy load rather than just pausing and making at least one decision, one tiny decision. even if it's as simple as 'i'll do the laundry tomorrow instead of today'. like you won't even give yourself the time to stop and take stock of things.
but you want to, i really feel you want to make a change. i keep hearing 'i just want to make a change' from Oh No! by Marina and the Diamonds. now i'm hearing 'welcome to the family jewels' by Marina and the Diamonds. is this perhaps something learned from family? like just ploughing on through life, taking on too much, even if it's not what you want and it's making things more difficult for you in the long run? i feel a sense of defeat here, but you can move out of this energy pile 1! doing things that will shake up your energy could really benefit you at this time. i understand we all have things to do in our daily lives and responsibilities we need to see to, but where you can, i feel like if you did something not on your to-do list, something that you never usually do, something random it it would be really helpful for you. and it doesn't need to take long, like idk, listening to a song you've never listened to before, from a genre you never listen to, maybe even a genre you dislike lol or just do 30 jumping jacks randomly or go for a walk down a street you've never been down before.
anything that will take you out of your daily routines and into a completely new and fresh energy, no matter how big or small will be helpful for you. and aiming to incorporate this into your life on a regular basis, until you're able to take that energy and apply it to the bigger things that you feel indecisive about for you to see more change in your life, the big changes you want. there's also a need for bringing in light-hearted energies into your life too and remembering to take a break from your burdens. the lighter hearted energies will help to loosen up some of those burdens and allow you to more easily take a look at them and see if they're things that you even need to be carrying around.
like are you carrying around other peoples expectations of you because it came from them once upon a time or is it now coming from you? i promise you, you can make the time to pause and think about things, even if it's only a few minutes each day, even if it's uncomfortable (this often brings about the most profound change!) because i know you want a change, i feel you need to feel the spice of your life again! whatever that is for you, but i currently sense a numbness from you from all this pressure - babes you aren't a pressure cooker, open the lid a lil and let the steam release little by little so you can lighten up and move with a sense of clarity - yeah! when all the steam dissipates, you will be left with a beautiful clarity that will allow you to see your way and move into your desired changes more decisively. thank you for reading, peaces and love to you ᯓ★
PILE 2
hmmm pile 2 what is it that you are keeping to yourself? you're sitting on a treasure trove! i'm picking up on stagnant energy, but this is coming from you. LOL you're stubborn af (lovingly, taurus energy haha). you're the one causing this stagnancy, and it's to keep yourself 'safe and secure' is what i'm hearing. pile 2 you are meant to be out here sharing what you've got, i am picking up on spiritual gifts, i keep being taken to psychic talents and being a teacher to others in this field. maybe you want to to readings for others too? on tumblr? on youtube? do it! whatever it is you have that you are keeping to yourself currently, you are meant to share it with others, you are meant to be seen my pile 2's!
i also was seeing someone not wanting to open up to new friendships/relationships and also someone not wanting to open up sexually. of course, i ain't out here trying to pressure anyone to do anything!! but if you want to and you know you want to open up to people more intimately, then it is for you. i feel you've been hurt in the past you now that you've 'got all your eggs in a basket' i'm hearing (i swear the quote is all your eggs in a row but whtv) you're like ok i'm all good now. lol. like you're just gonna live your life holding back all your treasures cuz you've finally got yourself in order, but that's not the way pile 2 you know iiiiiittttttttt!!! c'mon lol. life moves in cycles, nothings ever really just a one and done. like, we open up, we get hurt, we heal, we open up, we love etc etc. we learn as we go on, and i know if we've been hurt in the past there is that apprehension to open up again, but just know how strong you are and how far you've come and all the things you've learnt on your journey. if you get hurt again, you know how to heal, you're a different you now pile 2, not the you from the past, not the you who didn't now how to take care of themselves, not the you who was running around like a headless chicken (LMAO idk what's up with all the hen analogies for you).
you're a baddie!!!! lol Spirit wants you to know this (yes!). you're so wise, so intelligent, witty, sharp, you've got a great sense of humour - you are charming pile 2! and you gotta let yourself shine, shine your golden light! show the world your treasure, no one's gonna take it from you! we just wanna have a look and appreciate it with you lol! i love your energy it's making me laugh - you're making me laugh pile 2 - see your charms are working on me haha. you're cheeky! omg your energy reminds me of Jung Wooyoung from ATEEZ (idk if you're into kpop lol) but he's literally like a naughty cat, but you can't help but love him, even though if you don't really know him he can come off as abrasive and kinda mean - this might be something that you've struggled with, but that's just the way he shows his love for someone, he teases a lot. but yes pile 2, don't be afraid to open up. i don't even know you and you've got me giggling and smiling whilst reading your energy lmao! i love it! like i feel all bubbly and giddy inside, like your energy feels like golden bubbles popping in my belly - sounds weird asf but that's what i'm feeling haha. my sweet pile 2's, stop holding yourself back and do the world a favour and open up please! we need more people like you out here, you make the world a better place, truly. (i seriously love people like you!!! you're my fave kind of people♡) thank you for reading, peaces and loves to you ᯓ★
PILE 3
i first heard 'working on relationshiiiippssss' but in donkey's voice from shrek when he's singing 'you gotta try a little tenderness' LMAO. i feel you've really been working on your relationships in your life. like, you've been learning a lot about them, your connection with people, learning from past relationships too. there's a transformation in the way you are connecting with others in your life now. i hear 'i've got it down to a science' haha, i'm feeling mercurial energies here. i'm seeing someone learning about love languages and attachment types and listening to podcasts and working on emotional intelligence. though i feel it's all tying in and coming back to spirituality. like, you can step back and take the bigger picture look at everything and see how all of your connections, past and present have played out/are playing out and why.
i'm seeing someone having an understanding and acceptance of why this friendship didn't work out or why this family member always caused so much friction, i'm hearing soul contracts now. i feel you can sense now which ones have been fulfilled and however they ran their course, you have this beautiful understanding of it all - you are standing in your light - and light is information - and you have accepted what has been and you are moving into what shall be in your connections in love and with 'open heart' i'm hearing. pile 3 this is amazing! like, you're flowing on an open breeze, you're moving through energies 'as intended' i'm hearing from Spirit. because this is how things were designed in life. experiencing something whether 'positive' or 'negative' and then moving through it to transmute the energy, learn the lesson and head onto the next is the flow and you're doing it! so hats off to you pile 3! because most people have the experience and then get stuck in the energy of the experience (no shade cuz me aswell lol) which stops that flow, but i see you'e moved out of that - particularly in regards to your connection with others in you life so you should really be proud of yourself, Spirit sees your hard work and is applauding you!
i also was picking up on this approach to connections expanding into your work life, your career. i'm seeing two things. one is that you are working in a more 'spiritually aligned field' now, which allows you to connect to people in a more genuine way, like the new tools you've learnt to connect with people wouldn't be deemed 'weird' or out of place in this new field and i'm hearing someone give a huge sigh of relief here lol. the second is that you aren't working in a 'spiritually aligned field' but you want to, or you want to work in a field where 'organic human connection is valued' i'm hearing - whatever that means for you. and so you're moving towards that.
i'm also seeing that for some, if you are working in a more 'normal' field, like let's say an office job, then you are wanting to bring in the new knowledge you have into the workplace. like, you'd be that person asking your superiors to introduce mindfulness practices in the workplace and suggesting trying out breath work during break times with your team or assigning work tasks to your colleagues based on their birth charts - things like that. blending aquarian concepts with piscean concepts, fitting as we are in the cusp currently, moving into the age of aquarius from the age of pisces. doing the work! thank you for reading, peaces and loves to you ᯓ★
PILE 4
'choose your battles wisely' is what i first heard. i feel two energies for this pile. one is you defending someone else and the other is you defending yourself.
for the energy of you defending someone else, i feel this is coming from a place of love and protection, you want no harm to come this person's way i'm hearing 'you don't want to get their hands messy' so you'll be the one to do it, but pile 4, you don't need to do this. i feel you want this person to shine and be in their limelight without any disruptions or distractions, but there are times in life when one must 'fight their own battles' and nobody else can interfere in this. it is only something one can do for themselves, for they ultimately signed up to do so. and also, every soul who has incarnated here on earth at this current time are fucking troopers LOL. earth is a difficult place to be! it's where souls come to learn and there are soooo many ways it can go, but we all chose to come here anyway, for growth.
no matter who someone is or what they choose to do with their time here on earth, the game needs all it's players. the game needs the players, the observer's, the coaches, the fans, we all are important in the game. and at some point, we all play each role in our own lives. pile 4, i feel you might be trying to take on the player role for the person you are defending when that is not your role to take currently. you are to take a different role, perhaps be the observer or the coach, but not the active player. that is their role to take, not yours. also, although i know it is not your intention, but as you are attempting to defend this person, you are actually underestimating them and subconsciously, signalling to them that you think they're weak, that they can't handle themselves. which is not true! it's not true for them and i know it's not the truth of how you seen them either! but in this 'defending someone else energy' it takes us away from seeing the sovereignty in every soul, the mightiness every soul possess and imo, just being incarnated here on earth shows me enough how powerful of a soul one is cuz it gets tough down here with all the illusions, the distortions and such. this is a time for this person to learn a lesson for themselves, to grow and expand in their 'own battle' i know you love them and want what's best for them and to do that, currently, you must step back and take on your appropriate role. i also feel for this situation, that in your defensive energy, you may not be able to see clearly that the situation for this person is not as dire is it appears, they will be ok, you will be ok, there is nothing to worry about here, it may be challenging, but it's all for the best for all involved, truly.
for the energy of you defending yourself, i feel it is coming across as you protecting your light. i feel early in your life you got projected onto a lot, especially when you shined your light, you were made to feel bad about it because those around you didn't know how to access their own light, they weren't used to light, so they tried to dim yours to feel comfortable again. but over time, you let those projections in, took them on and dimmed your own light. over the years i feel you got very defensive about yourself and rightfully so tbh cuz you've been tested! but now, you're in a position where you are ready to shine your light again, ready to show yourself and open up (and congrats to you you're doing amazing!!!) but that ol' defence mechanism is automatically being triggered for things it isn't warranted for.
for example, perhaps you're an illustrator and you post your art online and someone comments on it saying 'i love your bold use of colours in this piece!' and you read that and get all down and defensive cuz in the past someone told you that 'your use of bold colours looks like a child coloured that in' or some silly bullshit and now you feel triggered, thinking that commenter meant to insult you within that comment but they don't babes! you just have that negative association with that because of the past, it doesn't belong in your present, transmute it!!! reprogram yourself to take in that comment, as it is, no 'hidden agendas' and lovingly eat it the fuck up!
i also feel you may over explain yourself or overly try to explain why or how your light shines and why it's allowed etc and i feel this is due to people being overly critical towards you in the past, but babes the minute you shine your light, no words need to be spoken. we can all see it, it speaks for itself. you are so talented, you are so wonderful, it's almost unbelievable that anyone so amazing has been made to feel any other type of way cuz!!! wow pile 4! you shine, you shine gold, you shine great you shine divinely - yes!!!!
ahhh this reminds me of i think it was a post performance interview with amy winehouse where she's leaving , interviewer asks her questions, amy says her performance was shit (it wasn't LOL) and tells the interviewer she looks fit in her dress though LMAO i really feel like that's you! like you'll do something so amazing and then be overly self critical or down play it. nooooooo! stand in your shine! though i am really proud of you cuz i know you've been shining and sharing your light regardless, but i feel Spirit is showing you now as you continue on where you can ease up on yourself and where you can shine without needing to defend yourself cuz you're not surrounded by those who don't appreciate you anymore, by those who actively put you down and if any neggys are around, you don't have to let in what they say. you have so many waiting to see you shine and who will love and uplift you all the way through, so make sure you see those people and let their energy in to uplift you and help you transmute all the past hurts, this will really give you a big boost in healing, and allow you to ease your defences and apply your loving discernment first before activating your defensive side moving forwards.
that's the two energies i felt for my pile 4's - you've got this hunny's!!! thank you for reading, peaces and loves to you ᯓ★
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skobeloffico · 1 day ago
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What type of lipgloss do you use??
Synopsis: gojo uses your lipgloss without knowing what the color means.
Satoru Gojo x reader
Tags: drabble, porn with plot (unbelievable), reader matches his tip color to Pantone colors and hex codes, reader is a FREAKY (who isnt), blowjob, whimpering gojo, not proof read.
Pt 1. of JJK men's dick analisis, what makes them so special? (Other parts here)
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You were knocked out, laying in the soft bedsheets as the blinds shut out the annoying sun. Some droll escaped your lips as you dreamed of who knows what — could be some cutesy stuff like bunnies, maybe dreaming about your ethereal boyfriend.
"Love?" Gojo stirred you awake with a soft hand, already dressed in the Jujutsu Tech teacher uniform "can I use this lipgloss? It's named peach soda" you barely registered his words and nodded while swatting your hand up and down wanting to go back to slumber. Gojo just chuckled and stood up walking to your vanity and applying the gloss, slightly licking his lips for the taste "it's actually good.." so satoru decided this lip gloss is his, for now.
Gojo actually got compliments for his lipgloss color from some random women at a bus station, asking what the shade is and what brand, he proudly showed them the container. "Yeah my partner picked it out, it's actually good! My lips never felt softer." He smiled already imagining how he will come home and right before opening the front door he'll apply the gloss again, then kiss you sloppy style until you both are breathless in the morning.
But on the on the other hand you were freaking the fuck out.
"Where is it.. oh no, no no." you searched everywhere. Your bags, pockets, the floor, even going through gojos sock drawer in case he wanted to play a prank on you by hiding it. To no avail you decided that you'll buy an another one, but it's soo sad it was the perfect shade that matched satorus tip color.
Resting a hand against your forehead as you remembered your last time where you left it and you swear it was on your vanity right infront of the mirror (since you used it so much), you also recall a memory of satoru asking you about a lipgloss.. but it felt like a distant dream — not really real.
So you caved and opened your laptop, searching the internet for a new lipgloss and lipstick — knowing buying two of the same shade but different texture might be a good back up plan since you like to have atleast one thing on you that reminds you of your lover. "This one is pretty.. vitamin glaze and oil infused lip gloss, Hm seems pretty close." So you added it to your shopping list, and before you knew it about 2 hours passed as the internet window shopping consumed you.
"Honey, I'm home!" Satoru voice sang through the spacious apartment, as he walked to your shared bedroom. "Whatchu doing?" He said resting his chin on your shoulder as you sat behind the desk (to be fair his posture was downright awful right now) "shopping for new lip glosses, but I got carried away" You said clicking through the older tabs, as gojo watched with interest and a pout "You know, I'll buy them for you." He said as he kissed your shoulder and looked at you through the side of his eyes "I know but, I wanted to treat myself for once."
As you turned to him fully you saw the gloss on his lips, the one that's too pink to be his normal hue. The color you are too familiar with. "Satoru.. did you use my lipgloss?" Satoru just smiled and reached into his pocket showing you the long, slim tube "Yeah, it's actually pretty good. Sweet too!" He complimented as if making a commercial.
You stared at his lips, then at the tube.
"You know why I bought this lip gloss?" You questioned as satorus blabbing came to a halt "Uh, I don't think so?" He said sarcastically with his hand on his hip, giving attitude.
With an dramatic eye roll you leaned back into the leather chair, intertwining your fingers as some villain who would reveal their secret — borderline heinous plan. "Maybe we should freshen up our memory Hm?" You said with a finger resting in your lip, hand reaching for the desk drawer and finding color pallets and color finding sheets.
"Let's see last time you were a.. Desert Sand by pantone." You said handing him the colored paper swatch, satoru looked so bewildered.
"I'm still not understanding.. why does it l9ok like my tip color" He said while looking down at your sitting form as you looked through your other swatch options "Well 'cuz it is." Turning back to him with multiple swatches in hand — as you looked up you saw the prettiest blush on your boyfriend.
"Take your pants off, I want to see if your tip changed." You smiled innocently as if it's a normal thing to do.
But you were surprised when satoru eagerly took off his belt and let his pants pool at his ankles, standing in just his heart boxers. You raised your eyebrow at the weird choice of underwear "Hey I didn't think we were going to bone today." You snorted in response and took off his boxers resulting in satorus cock to spring out — slapping against his toned clothed abdomen.
"Let's see.." You brought the swatch to his tip and looked for the perfect match. "This one's too pale, too tan.. Hm this one seems right its the nice shade and hue your tip has." Satoru smiles down at you as you show him the swatch besides his cock — a perfect match, but it stunts satoru when you place his cock head against your lips and smile.
"This will be a good lipgloss color. Not too obvious but subtle enough — hot aquarelle pink, funny name isnt it?"
Satoru just groans at the sight "Oh baby don't tease me.. so you are telling me all this time you wore my tip color without telling me?!" You hummed against his cock as it rested on your lips "I did tell you though." You retort as you took satorus cock into your mouth, wrapping a tight hold on his base — making him whimper out your name as a whisper.
All the noises satoru makes are pretty, makes you smile that you can make him feel good. You licked at his slit, softly, just to drive him a little crazy.
"Please baby.." He whimpered, resting his hand against your head and his other hand almost breaking the edge of the desk at how hard he gripped it. The next trip to IKEA will be fun.
You let go of his base and took more of his length into your throat, hollowing out your cheeks to take more of his long length in. To be honest satoru wasn't thick — he was LONG.
You almost gagged — scratch that you did gag when you first took him into your mouth. He apologized profusely that night.
You hummed against his cock as above you satoru saw heaven, eyes glazed and mouth agape. Then you knew its time. You sped up the rhythm of your mouth, the quiet shlicks turned into loud slurps and before you knew it satoru came into your mouth. His hand that rested on your head just gripped your hair without realizing, as he bucked his hips into your mouth with vigor and breathless pleas.
"Baby please.. give me a minute and we — we can go back to that." You looked at his twitching cock and took it into your palm, wrapping two fingers around his head and wiping the dribbling cum from his tip onto your lips "this is a fine color too, don't you think satoru?"
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wesavegotham · 1 year ago
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Trying to explain to your parents that no "most other people to do not have their brains constantly go into overdrive trying to figure out when you should smile, not smile, laugh, not laugh, hold eye contact" is not normal, other people can do this just naturally apparently is fun (as in: no it's not).
Other people also do not own a whole big bookshelf full of books about trains (my dad. I once tried to talk to them about autism, the research I did into the topic and when I mentioned that a lot of tests are very outdated, do not really work for girls or adult women because it shows up differently in them and then mentioned that the tests still include questions like "is the person obsessed with trains" because one little boy a scientist did research one ages ago had trains as his special interest so he figured all people on the spectrum must like trains and made it a criteria to determine if someone had autism...and sure that's not a good criteria, but we all looked to that bookshelf.)
Or at least two bookshelves full of books about the history of fashion (my mom). And at least another big one just about art history.
Nobody needs that many books about these topics. It's not even relevant to their jobs. My university library does not have these many books on any specific topic.
Also I still remember how at my brother's wedding we were all shocked to hear that his friends thought my brother was introverted and we always thought he was clearly an extrovert at least compared to us.
I'm not a psychiatrist either, but there is clearly something very odd about us and it's probably undiagnosed autism at least for some of us.
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icewindandboringhorror · 1 year ago
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sometimes looking at like Self Help Strategies lists for the symptoms I'm having is always just like:
thing that I already do
thing I have tried 10 times
thing I already do
thing that I don't have the money to do
thing I already do
thing I've been doing since I was 10yrs old to no avail
thing that is impossible given my situation
thing that doesn't apply to me
thing that I already do
thing I have already tried
hrmm, oh wait, maybe finally- OH, yeah.. okay. thing that I already do but it was just phrased slightly differently
thing I have already done
#I think maybe productivity tips help less if the reason you're unproductive is partially like.. physcial health and other extenral things#out of your control. rather than just like having trouble paying attention or spending too much time on tiktok or whatever#all the strategic to do lists in the world are not going to somehow prevent me from waking up with a debilitating migraine or whatever#or having external stressors or lacking resources and connections or other Productivity Essentials etc.#especially many tips involve stuff like 'cut off from social media' since thats the modern day time waster for so many poeple#and it's like.. lol.. i can hardly even maintain a blog even thuogh i actively WANT TO DO SO. 'shut off your smart phone!' already#done babey i fucking hate smart phones i shall never use an app unless i am forced to. 'delete tiktok' yep. already covered. tiktok and#all of those thinsg are my enemies. 'save money by cancelling some of your services' cool. already ahead of you.#who the fuck is out here paying for like 10 different subscription services. pirated videos uploaded to google drive and youtube to mp3#my beloved. etc. etc. and so on. 'socialize less' .........LOL.. if only you knew.. mr.writer of the article. i can barely muster#talking to friends more than once a month and even less if I'm actively sick (often occurence) etc. etc. ... hewoo#I think maybe instead of generic productivity tips I need more like.. how to refocus and be productive anyway even if you have a headache#or are nauseous or etc. Not that those are always things to ignore. and of course you should let your body rest and etc. But plenty of peop#e have mild physical symptoms and just work through them. Ithink something about the way my body/mind is SOO hyper attuned to all#sensory information just makes it like... constantly 'GRR well I cant focus on WRITING right now because my lef#t ear feels weird and my socks are too itchy and my back has a strange pressure and I'm vaguely warm and my eye feels some ssort of#way it doesnt normally feel and I'm hyperaware of my breathing and also nauseous for no reason' and like half of those things I#think '''normal''' people wouldnt even notice or at least would be able to just live through. but for me it's like.. nealry impossible to i#gnore and soooo distracting always. like 'wahh.. nooo we can't draw or get anything done.. my legs feel slightly heavy or something!!'#like............. ok......... who cares. thats not even a PAIN sensation it's just something weird. but it's just like.. NO. constant#mental alerts about the 'heaviness' of your legs be upon ye. Though Imean like.. yes.. 70% of the time I am in genuine pain#or having some sort of actual ailment with trackable physical symptoms. but sometimes it's just like... we could totally be working right#now and ignoring this silly thing but my brain is fixated on it for no reason uncontrollably. etc. etc. I guess it's the same way that like#most people can go to a grocery store without the whole experience being so overwhelming and so much stuff going on at once#that they have to rest afterwards but like.. in my own HOME doing NOTHING i feel like I should be able to not get overwhelmed lol. ANYWAY#Rolling my bastard little rock up a dumbass hill and so on and so forth
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telesodalite · 5 months ago
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Been thinking about idw1's outliers lately, and how sort of wild the whole concept is from a worldbuilding standpoint, and it struck me that most confirmed outlier abilities tend to be really useful, or flashy, or powerfully dangerous, and few to none tend to be like, really boring, or totally impractical, or even entirely useless? Which, doesn't really make sense when considering the fact that outlier abilities are seemingly random.
Surely not everyone who's born an outlier gets something useful?
And I don't mean like, "good" useful, but any sort of useful, even if that means you can kill people with your voice, or give a power boost by exploding yourself, those are still "useful".
But surely there had to be some with abilities that were totally impractical, or nonbeneficial, or at the very least just insignificant or purely aesthetic and pointless?
#mods. enhancements. and artificial outlier abilities are a different thing. with plenty of room for error and drawbacks#but being born inherently an outlier by the sheer whim of. idfk. primus or the planet itself. what's the chances there???#this definitely has to have been discussed before. i'm just too lazy to dig for it rn. but yeah. its a fascinating concept either way#idw transformers#tf idw1#mtmte#lost light#maccadam#maybe thundercracker's sonic booms count. but those have some use. also its funky. so he gets a pass i think#i had more thoughts about this earlier when i first jotted the thought down. but ive forgotten them now >:/#basically its just funny to think of like. shockwaves school and all. going around like ''what can you do?''#and you've got the group we see in the flashback. and then like. some guy whos like ''...i can change the color of energon''#or like. ''i can float! but only like... three inches off the ground''#i cant think of every example. but go down a list of useless superpowers and there ya go#omg. wait. if rewinds whole color changing deal was legitimately a outlier thing. i guess he would count#also. in a similar vein. its really funny to think of outlier abilities as like. stats and stuff? plus 1 to so and so but negative 1 to etc#so abilities had a sort of cost. this is smth ive seen here and there in fics and stuff. and its great.#but its sorta funny to think of working in the opposite way too#take misfire as an example. bcs its funny. negative boost to aiming. but positive boost to evasion#less of a chance to hit smth. but also less of a chance to be hit by smth#idk lol. sorry. ive been doing a lot of gaming lately bcs ✨️stress✨️. so ive got a lot of dumb stats rolling around in my head lmao#also its 4am. so... coherence has long gone to bed before me lol#struggling to sleep again tonight. but more so for anxiety reasons. all these federal job changes are hitting very close to home rn#it'll probably be fine tho. probably. got a lot of other personal shit to worry about anyways. like my fucking medical files being tossed?!#tricare when i get you. when i fucking grt you omg. i didnt even serve. why am i suffering omfg#sorry... thats off-topic. so its probably best i uh. put myself to bed. at 4am. so. goodnight and good morning 🥲👍#tf idw#tf worldbuilding
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torchickentacos · 7 months ago
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I'm reading poetry at 1 am and spiraling over like 45 emotions at once, which is how poetry was meant to be enjoyed, I think
#hella off topic in tags again lol#current list of favorites:#The Kiss by Stephen Dunn#Connubial by Stephen Dunn#Rain by Raymond Carver#the lesson of the moth by Don Marquis#May to December by Megan Fernandes (I need to buy her book at some point)#The Woman Who Turned Down a Date with a Cherry Farmer by Aimee Nezhukumatathil#and I Like My Body When It Is With Your by E.E. Cummings.#I do not CAREEEEEEEEE if any of this is low-brow poetry. I do not know what high-brow high-quality poetry even is and I'm fine with that.#all I care about is if it makes me feel things and if I personally like it ❤️. I do this for fun and not to rip it apart because it's 'bad'#i've spent too much time around pretentious literary people and that shit seems exhausting! ngl!!!#I have no interest in it. even if what I love is garbage then at least I love it#and I am not just pretending to love it because it makes me look smarter or whatever.#it's one thing if you're autopsying poems out of love for literary analysis and criticism or for a degree#but nothing gets me more than people who ruin others' enjoyment of simple things just to feel above them.#like oh? you like better poetry than me? you care more about feeling smart than enjoying things? should we throw a party? should I call CNN#sorry 😭 this got so salty but pretentious people really tick me off. I've met far too many of them#and I am PERFECTLY HAPPY with my trash interests! I am a raccoon! I love trashy things! thank you very much!#ok i'm going to sleep now though because in true 1 am fashion I am not staying on topic lol.#I tryyyyy to keep complaining/negativity to a minimum here but whatever. I am allowed to have this lol#I like my maybe-bad-poetry-but-i-wouldn't-know. I like bad 90s music. I like campy-ass batshit 2009 FFN fics. I like taco bell. amen.
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makereadgrow · 4 months ago
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RIP Joann, now what?
I wanted to make a post I could copy and paste and or link when I see folks asking where to buy fabrics when Joann is gone. I sew a lot, generally between 100-200 items a year and I don't do it on a big budget. Stores are not in a particular order.
Notions:
Wawak.com - start here, mostly stay here. Wawak is a supplier for professional sewing businesses and have the prices that show it. I will not pay for gutermann Mara 100 anywhere else. I buy buttons, tools, thread, and most elastic here.
Stitch Love Studio - this is where I buy lingerie supplies https://www.etsy.com/shop/StitchLoveStudio?ref=yr_purchases
Fabric:
Fabric Mart - this is one where you want to sign up for emails and never buy unless its on sale. They run different sales every day and they rotate. Mostly deadstock fabrics but I buy more from here than anywhere else. Fantastic customer service and if you watch you can get things like $6 wool suiting or $4 cotton jersey. https://fabricmartfabrics.com/
Fabrics-Store - again, buy the sales not the full price. Sign up for the emails but redirect them to a folder because it is TOO MANY. They stock linen or good but not amazing quality. https://www.fabrics-store.com/
Purple Seamstress - This is where I buy my solid cotton lycra jersey. They have other things, but the jersey is what I'm here for. Inexpensive and very good quality. If you ask she will mail you a swatch card for the solids. https://purpleseamstressfabric.com/
LA Finch - deadstock fabrics with a fantastic remnant selection https://lafinchfabrics.myshopify.com/
Califabrics - mix of deadstock and big brands, easy to navigate and always seem to have good denim in stock. https://califabrics.com/
Boho Fabrics - good variety, nice bundles. I have also gotten some really great trims from here. https://www.bohofabrics.com/
Firecracker Fabrics - garment and quilting fabrics, really nice selection and great sale section. I've bought $5 yard quilting cottons here several times. https://www.firecrackerfabrics.com/
Hancock's of Paducah - Quilting fabric and some limited garment fabric. AMAZING sale section. Do not sleep on the sale section. This is my first stop when buying quilting fabrics. Usually the last stop too. Not particularly speedy shipping. https://www.hancocks-paducah.com/
Itokri - This is something a little different. Itokri is an Indian business with incredible traditional fabrics. Shipping to the US is expensive, but the fabric is so inexpensive it evens out. I generally end up paying like $30 for shipping. Beautiful ikat and block prints. https://itokri.com/
Miss Matatabi - this is a little treat. This isn't where you go to save money, but there are so many beautiful things in this shop. Ships from Japan incredibly quickly. https://shop.missmatatabi.com/
Lucky Deluxe - Craft thrift store, always has an incredible selection and fantastic customer service. I need to close the tab fast because I never go to this website without finding something I need. https://www.luckydeluxefabrics.com/
Swanson's - the OG of online craft thrift stores, but I find their website harder to navigate. https://www.swansonsfabrics.com
Honorary Mentions: I haven't shopped at these places yet but I have had them recommended and likely will at some point.
A Thrifty Notion - https://athriftynotion.com/
Creative Closeouts - https://creativecloseoutsfabric.com/ being rebranded to sewsnip.com on March 1 - quilting deadstock
Hawthorne Supply Co. - I just got this rec and I think I need to not look too closely or I'm going to slip with my debit card. https://www.hawthornesupplyco.com/
This is not an exhaustive list of everywhere you can buy fabric, or even a full list of where I shop. There are SO many options out there in the world. You also need to think outside the fabric store box. I thrift men's shirt fabrics for quilts and sheets for backing fabric. I don't do a ton of in person thrifting and my local stores don't get a lot of craft materials but every thrift store is its own universe and reflects the community it is in. Go out and find something cool.
Oh and final note: Don't shop at Hobby Lobby.
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demarogue · 7 months ago
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Gettin' Through the Holidays Mental Health Tricks
If y'all are anything like me, this time of year is triggering AF. Here are some small, very easy grounding exercises that I was taught by my therapist, basically in order of how much I like them for this rage-inducing season. You make like them in a different order, depending on your rage-to-despair ratio.
Push a wall: literally go up to a wall and try to push it over. Really try. I promise you won't push it over, but give it your best shot. Try to hold it as long as you can, and then take a breather and assess whether you need to repeat. Why it works: This is a quick, physical expulsion of the fight-or-flight feeling. It's a bit like punching a wall, but without the potential to hurt yourself/look scary/damage things. You can even do it in front of people and say you're stretching, they'll never know (unless the wall actually falls down, but this will not happen, I assure you).
Shake like a dog: Animals shake to release stress, and you are also an animal. Setting aside time to just shake it out, as vigorously as you can, arms and legs, face, stick your tongue out, pretend you're shaking like a wet dog. You can dance instead, if that feels better, and you can do this to music, but basically the more unhinged you can be, the better. If you are in a place you can scream, scream too! Why it works: like the above, this is a release of pent-up stress and anxiety. Especially if your rage-to-woe ratio is high, some kind of physical exertion is often the best way to burn through the cortisol and adrenaline you're building up.
Bilateral Tapping: Cross your arms over your chest so that your fingertips are at your shoulders, and slowly tap, one hand at a time, back and forth, for about a minute. Breathe slowly. Why it works: This is weird as hell, but because this engages both sides of your brain, it helps override the activity of the amygdala, which is the part of your brain that Makes The Fear. If you're being literally triggered in a situation, i.e. you're having a trauma response, or reliving some family trauma, this is a good one.
Box Breathing: From a comfortable position (can really be seated, laying down or standing), inhale slowly for a count of 4, hold for a count of 4, exhale for a count of 4, hold for a count of 4, then repeat. You can do it for shorter counts or longer counts, but if you vary the counts make sure the exhale is longer than the inhale. You can close your eyes or leave them open. Why it works: This exercise helps you move from a sympathetic (activated) nervous system response to a parasympathetic (balanced) response. I do this one every day, and it's a good gateway to meditation. Especially helpful in anxious or tense situations, but I find if I'm very triggered I need one of the other ones first, or it can make anxiety worse. Breathwork is amazing but not usually as a first exercise if you're very activated, or have been activated a long time.
Ice: Lots of ways to do this one – hands in cold water for 30 seconds, ice pack on the back of your neck, dip your entire face into a bowl of ice water (this one's the most effective). Why it works: I kinda think this is hilarious, but this activates your mammalian dive reflex. It immediately slows your heart-rate, so if you are feeling your blood pressure and heart rate rising, this one is very good. The only reason this one's at the bottom of my list is because I hate being cold.
I wish you all a very get-through-the-holidays-without-hurting-yourself. Take time alone if you need it.
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followerofmercy · 8 months ago
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Networking/Knowing A Guy: A Guide
This is the autism website. Now, as an extension of the power of love and friendship, there are few things more useful than Knowing A Guy. Knowing A Guy means you have a support network. Knowing a plumber, or a tax accountant, or just that one dude that's really fucking good at finding the information you need when you're really overwhelmed, can be the difference between being able to pay rent and having a fun party with friends to fix your shit.
How does one end up Knowing A Guy? It's a skill you can develop called Networking and it is one of the foundations of society. Unfortunately making those connections with people is fucking hard and nobody makes a tutorial for it. So, here you go:
The golden rule is you scratch my back and I scratch yours
It is necessary for survival to seek out useful people
Great news! Everyone is useful in some form or fashion - including you! When given the opportunity to learn about someone, do it! Extroversion does not come naturally to some people and that's okay. Just take whatever falls in your lap.
Types of usefulness: trade skills, connections of their own, personality you jive with, pleasant to talk to, niche interest in shared hobby, security - the list is pretty much endless. I know a guy that lives in the metro area - no job, no major hobbies, inoffensively annoying to me personally, kinda ignorant, not attractive to me, but you know what? He knows how the fuck to get around the city by foot. My rural-raised ass APPRECIATES the guide.
Remember important information: general personality, background, skillset, likes and dislikes. You can find this information by making smalltalk about their life. There is no such thing as pointless conversation. (Yes, even the annoying smalltalk)
The more people you know, the higher the likelihood that one of them will be useful in a given situation - or will know someone who is.
It is overwhelming. In a given clique/community/workspace/whatever, there is A Guy Who Knows The Other Guys. This Guy is a shortcut. Find them. They're often elderly, extroverted, a little bit annoying, a secretary or in some otherwise forward-facing position. Look for people that are gossipy/talk about other people a lot but not in negative ways. If they constantly talk shit, they'll talk shit about you too. They're still useful but be careful with the information you share
You do not have to like someone for them to be useful.
You do not have to like someone for them to be useful.*
If you have low self esteem, you're going to feel like you're using people. You're not. That's the devil talking. People like feeling valued and the connections you are making are the threads holding community together. Recognize people for their talents. It's only a problem when you're taking advantage of people
So: don't feel scummy about it. You're an animal. You have to claw out your right to survive and people will respect you more for it.
Luckily mutualism is the name of the game in the animal kingdom. Offer something back. The foundation of a Know A Guy relationship is Mutual Benefit
Sometimes that Mutual Benefit is just spreading news of the The Guy far and wide. My plumber friend is my actual friend and I love her to death, but I'm maintaining our backscratch relationship by pimping out her plumbing business to anyone that'll listen
Food is a good Mutual Benefit. People across cultures for all of human history have bonded over food. I have good success asking people for a favor and then offering to buy them lunch in return **
General compensation is also good. Offer a service in return and always do your best to offer financial compensation as appropriate. Having your plumber friend take a look at your drain: doable with a case of beer. Having your plumber friend redo the pipes in your entire house? You need to pay for that.
Being transactional is not necessarily a bad thing. I would advise against keeping an itemized list of things owed, but fish don't seek out cleaner shrimp just because they enjoy their company. Everyone gets something
Unfortunately being extroverted and generally personable is a huge benefit here, but that's the value of the Guy That Knows A Guy. There's someone out there that has consolidated All The Guys so you don't have to be the local expert. Always remember nobody can do everything and you don't need to master every skill
* This is the foundation of a functioning community. I have many acquaintances that I find incredibly annoying. They include doctors, welders, artists, social workers, lawyers, construction crew and random fuckers at the grocery store. I do not hang out with them. I do not have to in order to maintain a civil Know A Guy relationship. I can drop them useful tidbits and fuck right off so I don't have to spend any more time than necessary with them
** People may assume romantic intent. Be prepared for that. I generally denote that it's a friendly/work lunch by calling them bro at some point if they're my age. Otherwise my general demeanor is sufficient to show that I do this with everyone
Source: personal experience, mother's teachings of crime, booth vending and poverty
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talkorsomething · 1 year ago
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They literally just had a conversation about ice cube trays and whether or not they were clean (they decided they were not i think?) and did NOT ask me anything. Do i not exist to you people
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fakebwitch · 8 months ago
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rafe finds your panties in his car [smut, jerking off, perv!rafe]
part two
you had an appointment to get your nails done, rafe was at an important business meeting and couldn't take you, since a friend of his was picking him up his car was in the garage, you asked him if you could use his car, and he said yes.
as you get back you parked the car in the garage, turned off the car while picked up the things you had left scattered around the car, putting them back in the bag, and that's where you had an idea.
you thought, rafe had let you use his car by paying for your new set of nails, you had to somehow thank him. a grin grew on your face as you rose slightly from the seat, your hands went under your skirt finding the elastic band of your panties, you grabbed it pushing it down and once you got to your ankles you pulled them completely off. your grin grew even more as you put the lace panties on the gearshift.
after completing your little work of art, you grabbed your purse and keys, opened the door and got out of the car, locking it. you made your way inside the house, the sound of your heels walking on the floor caught his attention.
"hey baby" he greeted you with a smile, getting up from the couch, "rafeyy" you said immediately running into his arms, he pulled you toward him grabbing you by the hips, 4 hours without seeing him was too much for your liking. "how did it go?" he asked with a smile at your clinginess as his hand gently stroked your back, "all good" you replied pulling away from him slightly with a smile, showing him your nails.
"they're perfect baby" he said as he looked at them carefully, he knew you didn’t play about your nails, "i know, aren't they?" you said with a smile turning your hand toward you, looking back at the design for the twentieth time.
you slipped your hand into your jacket pocket pulling out his car keys, "here they are" you said shaking them in front of his face, he grabbed them as you said "thank you so much baby, i love you" you said giving him a kiss, he smiled into the kiss as he whispered "i love you too".
as he deepened the kiss in your head you couldn't help but think of the little surprise you had left for him in the car, just waiting for him to find out. you knew very well that he loved your lingerie, one way or another he was always trying to steal some panties from you so he could keep them when, as he said, “he needed them," and you also knew what for.
the next morning rafe woke up early, he had to attend another business meeting. it was a stressful week, he was full of commitments regarding work finding himself having little time to spend with you. he grabbed the keys of his car as he yawned while heading to the garage, the phone rang in his pocket causing him to sigh as he rolled his eyes, he took it in his hands reading the name of the contact who was calling him, he sighed again deciding to answer it, it was one of the men he was in business with.
"hey, what's up?" said rafe trying to sound as unbothered as possible, the last thing he wanted to do right now was to have a call regarding the various problems that kept coming up. as the man took up the conversation, explaining that business would slow down for reasons he would list for him later, rafe opened the garage door, letting out occasionals little "mhm."
he pulled out his car keys, pressed the button and without looking inside the car opened the door and sat down. "yes, i was aware of that, i just talked to hollis about it yesterday and we both agreed that..." he froze when out of the corner of his eye he saw something white that caught his attention, he shifted his eyes to the mysterious object.
he took a deep breath realizing it was your underwear.
“rafe? are you still there?" the man's voice rang on the other side of the phone, rafe took a few more seconds to look at the piece of underwear and then answered, "y-yeah i'm here sorry, actually i'm kinda busy right now, i'm gonna call you when i'm free" he quickly came up with, wanting to end the call as soon as possible.
"oka-"
before the man could’ve finished rafe immediately hang up. his hands reached out to grab the garment, his fingers rubbed the lace. he looked at the inner part, that was in contact with your pussy, noticing a small wet spot, he didn't think about it for a second and brought the panty closer to his face, his nose made contact with the fabric, inhaling strongly as your smell flooded his nostrils. you just knew how to drive him crazy.
he couldn't help but think about being between your legs as he continued to breathe in your scent, making you feel good as your hands pushed him closer to your pussy, his cock twitching at the thought of having his lips on your wet folds.
as he kept the panties close to his face, with his free hand he quickly untied his belt, unbuttoned his pants pushing them down just enough along with his underwear to get his now semi-hard cock out. his head thought of your sweet taste, your little whimpers when he overstimulated you too much as your smell intoxicated his brain.
with his right hand he began to lightly rub his length, little sounds escaped his lips, muffled by the fabric of your panties. he went further as with his thumb he stroked the tip, pink and swollen, screaming to be inside you, his hand tightened even more around his shaft quickly rubbing the part just below the tip, it drove him crazy.
he kept rubbing as he imagined his hand was yours, little drops of pre cum were coming out of his tip, mixing with his rapidly working hands, creating obscene wet sounds.
his wrist beginning to ache, from how fast he was moving, as he lingered for a few seconds with his thumb, rubbing the tip. he was a mess of moans, his legs twitching as his breathing grew deeper and deeper, his body temperature now crazy.
he moved your panties away from his face and wrapped them around his cock as he resumed rubbing his hard cock with his hand, continuous whimpers escaped his lips as the lace rubbed against the delicate veins of his cock.
"fuuuuck" he breathed, he didn't think he could hold back much longer. he pushed his hips upward as his hand worked up and down his length, his head turned back as continuous moans mixed with cursing escaped his lips.
"h-holy shiit..." he murmured through clenched teeth, the rough fabric of the lace touching the soft tip of his cock made him shudder, his cock throbbing in his hands, eager to cum as soon as possible.
he was in pure ectasy, totally overwhelmed by the pleasure he was experiencing, the only image in his head at that moment was you, and you were helping him finish himself off. "oh y/n please..." he said almost crying, his voice cracked with pleasure as his hand moved even faster down the length, he hadn't even realized he had begged you when you weren't even there.
as his hand tightened around the tip, images of you filled his head, thinking about the way your eyes looked at him every time he thrust into you mercilessly, the way your tits bounced as his body slammed into yours, as his hand grabbed your neck making your eyes roll as he pushed you to the edge, that image was enough to make his cock cum.
"oh fuck me...." he managed to say as his hand moved slower, riding his high, moans and whining came from his lips as he pressed the tip making sure not a drop of his liquid was wasted.
half of it was on his hands, but most of it had ended up on your panties. he let go his grip on his cock, feeling overstimulated as he tried to catch his breath. realization hit him soon after, realizing the 'obscenity of the act he had just performed.
did he regret it? no. had it been one of the best handjobs? yes.
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windownextdoor · 1 month ago
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RENOVATIONS
sfw + nsfw + plot + simon riley x fem!reader wc: 745 wanting independence, you buy a home. yes, it was a fixer-upper. but, who said your neighbor couldn't help? pt. 1
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fallen off trim. messed up brick. peeling paint. rotten boards.
a hand ran over your face as you stood in front of your house.
your house!
excitement trumped all of things wrong with this place. yes, a lot of work was needed. yes, you'd probably spend more renovating the thing than you spent on buying it, but c'mon!
you were a 22 year old woman, fresh out of college, and bought a house. that has to account for something.
you walked up to the small porch, just enough to fit two chairs and a table in between them, feeling the boards under your feet. creaky, one board is molding, the other is somewhat- broken. a small smile fell on your face.
you couldn't wait to get to work.
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everything you had from your dorm fit into your small, beaten up nissan altima, so unpacking was an insanely easy task. a regular black mattress frame and a mattress, one box of your clothes, your toiletries fit into your backpack, and the rest of the house was bare.
it looked sad.
but, it was all you had. you were supposed to start your new job as a barista on monday, so you had about three days to work on what you could with the house before you had limited time in the day. it was almost five pm, so you made your way out of your house and started making a long list of things you needed to re-do.
looking up and down at your notepad and the view of your house, you started writing.
paint, wood, trim, a drill, paintbrush, grinder-
"didn't know someone moved in next door." a raspy, deep voice ground out.
you whirled around fast as your heart jumped out of your fucking chest. your eyes landed on a towering hulk of a man, his elbows on his porch railing, leaning over ever-so-slightly, a lit cigarette between his pointer and middle finger.
his house was directly next to yours, looked way better, but you could take a couple of steps and be in his yard.
you tried calming yourself, "you scared me." you laughed lightly at the man, smiling somewhat, but nodded, "but, yes, i just moved in. literally today."
he grunted.
you blinked a couple times, before asking, "what's your name?"
"simon." his voice was flat, your smile dropped a little. you exchanged your name, trying to get out of the silence. you looked back to your house.
he didn't seem like he wanted to say anything else, so you started writing more things down.
you definitely needed a lot of power tools-
"ain't 'cha a little young to have a house, love?"
your pulse jumped at the 'love'.
you looked up from your writing pad and rolled your eyes at him as he took a drag of his cigarette, "you're making assumptions about me when you met me, like two minutes ago?" you retorted, a hand on your hip as you looked at him.
he ran a hand through his dowdy blond hair, before stomping out the cigarette, "just observing, y'look too excited for that fixer-upper of a house." a side of his lip a slightly turned upwards, not fully a smirk, but definitely not a smile.
"i'm actually twenty-two, thank you, old man. can a girl not have independence?" you eyes ran over him again as he stood to his full height, jesus christ, the man was collosus.
"old man? thirty-three's old now?" he said, his eyes raking over you in a way you are certainly overanalyzing.
wait- thirty-three? fucking eleven years older? talk about a dilf. it would be fitting if he had a child, but it didn't look like he did. you doubt he'd be out here talking to you if he had a kid of his own.
you pushed that thought away and laughed a little, "considering you are bee-keeping age, i'd consider you old."
an eyebrow turned up lazily, "i'm not even going to ask what that means."
you snorted and shook your head.
he nodded his head toward you, "i'm going back inside, have a good night, neighbor." his voice was scratchy, with a lilt of teasing behind it.
"you too, neighbor." you replied with the same tone. a small, gruff laugh left him before you heard his door close.
you smiled stupidly as you finished writing your necessities down.
tomorrow, you'd start the real work. maybe with the help of someone, who knows?
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pt.2
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