#ubm

[pixiesnooze]

“omg son lang showed up and ruined everything for them just let be happy in their little village” XUE YANG MADE XIAO XINCHENG MURDER ENTIRE VILLAGES

[kichimiangra]

Forgot to post this one last night. Finished Commission for @readasaur of my OCs Toby and Margot from an unpublished story concept about a monster under the bed and his assigned (no longer a) child who is very interested in the slinky fish-man

[bites-and-crunches]

Watching Astro, who was peeking into front, have his face contort into pure horror before he has to keep himself from throwing up

[bikeaospedacos]

SRAM apresenta patente de suporte de freio universal com alinhamento coaxial

SRAM revoluciona frenagem: nova patente sugere suporte universal com alinhamento coaxial ao cubo, prometendo precisão, menos vibrações e quadros mais leves

[themitrich]

I made this sketch a long time ago. Then forgot about it. Planned to upload it in February but I would probably forget about it again.

[radiofreesanjak]

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Loading up for the next blockade run. Couldn't get as much filament as I wanted to, so I got more room for cargo. Is there anything non-printer based yall need? Booze guns or otherwise.

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Took some time to compile a list for you from my local area:

Smokes

Food, ideally non-perishable and novel to climates like Sanjak. Someone sent some canned meat a while ago and that was a huge hit.

Alcohol (not moonshine)

Natural fiber, processed or not (we have some sheep and know how to process it ourselves)

More Omnihooks (we don't have many and they're a bitch to repair)

Smokes

P keeps asking for gliss but I don't think you should give that to him.

Seeds (we're good on grains, but vegetables would be appreciated)

Tools traditionally used in food preservation (canning equipment, dehydrators, etc.)

Bulk utility powdered chemicals

Generic medicine, Union DoJ/HR keeps a list of essential medicines, grab what you can from that but we are most reliably low on anti-infectives and vaccines.

[knismarijuana]

mutuals im biting you and turning you into a vampire. yes i do have to suck on it and nibble on your ears that much im uh. stimulating the blood flow. no its okay if you laugh that helps

[enthesea]

hello pretty cure fandom

[everybody-hit-the-pyro-cue]

gonna fucking throw up uhm hi if you see this wish me luck please

[honestlyvan]

Thinking about the anniversary event during volume 17 and how bad I want Shu and Sechs to have done an event like that back when they were both like fourth or fifth form and just spending the entire time trying their level best to beat the shit out of the other since they don't have to worry about death penalties.

Like Sechs skips his usual greetings in favour of trying to cut Shu's whole head off and afterwards is like "sorry! I figured I'm at a disadvantage so I'm going to be fighting a little dirty ^-^)" and I'm not saying it awakens something in Shu. But I'm also not not saying that, y'know?

[nusatimesid]

Rincian Biaya Wisuda Viral, Universitas Bina Mandiri Gorontalo Angkat Bicara

Nusatimes.id – Universitas Bina Mandiri (UBM) Gorontalo angkat bicara menanggapi isu viral yang beredar di media sosial terkait biaya wisuda salah satu program studi mencapai Rp. 19.125.000. Ketua Yayasan Bina Mandiri Aziz Rachman menyampaikan bahwa persoalan biaya itu relatif, apa yang beredar sesungguhnya adalah bagian yang tidak utuh informasinya. “Tidak ada namanya pungutan liar karena…

[hargo-news]

Pj Wali Kota Gorontalo Apresiasi UBM Lantaran Ini

Hargo.co.id, GORONTALO – Penjabat (Pj) Wali Kota Gorontalo, Ismail Madjid mengapresiasi Universitas Bina Mandiri(UBM) Gorontalo. Apresiasi disampaikan Ismail, karena lembaga pendidikan itu, tanpa henti melahirkan generasi muda berkualitas. “Saya ingin memberikan apresiasi setinggi-tingginya kepada UBM Gorontalo yang telah berhasil mencetak generasi muda yang berkualitas. Keberhasilan ini tentu…

[kichimiangra]

In your UMB story, you mentioned that there are explicit rules and procedures for monsters to deal with their humans, including the human aging out or just not being afraid anymore.

My question is: what happens if the monster finds their human frightening? Like they're assigned to a human child and they go to scare them and discover that the human has left a decoy in their bed while they crept up behind the monster brandishing a fake knife? Or they arrive in the room and the child is just standing there, facing away from them and the lights flicker ominously before the child abruptly disappears and they hear a disembodied giggle. Or they're scoping out the room ahead of time and they see a lot of gruesome drawings of terrible things happening to monsters before they find a drawing of themselves with Xs over their eyes and the word "SOON" written over it.

Do they just say that the kid isn't scared, or admit that they're intimidated by a kid?

Having the kid no longer be afraid of the monster, actively intimidating the monster, or trying to set traps for the monster would all be grounds to request the file be closed, though depending on what the monster states is the reason for the closure request it may be investigated further. If the child simply isn't afraid of the monster but is still a viably young age for scaring of finding another monster that better fits the child's fear profile. The monster claiming that they fear the child in return can happen but is barely the reason reported as it would be embarrassing to be scared by a child. The risk of further digging and investigation is partially the reason Toby doesn't report Margot for years as he let it go on a questionably long time at that point and that years prior.

[phantumpception]

hehe sugar!1!1 cotoon candyy thanz you drifloon i hate you a bit less

i loves cotons candey happy bieyagudya hex yaya

[redacaonacional]

É Hoje: Lançamento do Movimento “Saúde pela Democracia + SUS é + Brasil” com a presença de lideranças nacionais

Salvador: Lançamento do Movimento “Saúde pela Democracia + SUS é + Brasil” acontece hoje, em Salvador, Bahia,  com presença de lideranças nacionais. O projeto surge a partir  da união de cinco importantes entidades sociais brasileiras, após longa preparação chega o momento do o lançamento do movimento. O evento ocorrerá nesta quinta-feira, 21 de março, às 19 horas, no auditório do Sindicato dos…

[wynnyfryd]

@messessentialist told me her friend called to rant about spotting an “upsettingly beautiful boy in a tj maxx” and i vomited 1200 words about it, enjoy

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fic idea: chrissy and eddie work together at tj maxx. one afternoon a guy comes in who’s so hot that it kinda just pisses eddie off? bc like, who does this gorgeous asshole think he is??? coming in here and popping his hip at eddie’s counter, like, does he even know how uncomfortable it is to start chubbin’ up in skinny jeans?? that shit chafes!

so eddie gets all flustered and responds by getting an attitude with the guy because he has zero chill (and also because the dude’s iced coffee is sweating a ring all over eddie’s counter, and so help him if his manager gets on his ass one more time about keeping his station tidy—)

“did you need help finding anything else today?” eddie sneers. “coasters, perhaps?”

upsettingly hot guy looks confused for a second before he follows eddie’s pointed glance at the plastic starbucks cup leaving a cold puddle on the laminate, and then he sneers right back; adjusts the ray bans nestled in his perfect honey brown hair and looks eddie up and down — long, slow, one eyebrow lifting in subtle elitist disapproval.

“what?” he snorts, “hot topic wasn’t hiring?”

oh, fuck you very much!

so eddie’s all ‘nemesis acquired’ and holds the biggest grudge of all time. makes a sworn enemy and a boogeyman out of the guy, turns him into urban legend, starts blaming the Upsettingly Beautiful Man for every little thing that goes wrong in his life — at work, at home, at band practice; no place is safe from the dreaded UBM.

“he’s not a fucking cryptid!” gareth snaps one day at rehearsal, chucking a drumstick at eddie’s head. “just track him down and bone already so you can shut the hell up!”

“wouldn’t he just talk about him more after they have sex?” jeff wonders, to which gareth narrows his eyes and raises his second drumstick as a threat.

meanwhile, eddie’s cute coworker chrissy (who he’s become surprisingly good friends with, to the point of referring to her as his work wife) gets a girlfriend. robin’s sooooo pretty, and soooo nice, and sooooo tall, eddie, did you know how tall she is?

yes, chrissy, he’s supremely aware of a stranger’s five-foot-eight-and-a-half stature now, thank you.

“you have to meet her!” chrissy gushes, bouncing up onto her toes.

eddie hangs another shirt. “you have to chill.”

“hey!” she pouts, pixar princess cute. “you wouldn’t tell the sun to dull its shine, would you?”

“i mean, i would, but i doubt the giant ball of plasma cares what i want.”

“okay, whatever, eeyore.” she rolls her eyes but she physically can’t stop beaming even as she does it, and eddie finds himself melting under it — some sort of radiant area attack coming from the apples of this girl’s cheeks, he swears, because the next thing he knows he’s agreeing to go to rando new girlfriend’s housewarming party this weekend so he can meet her properly.

only he doesn’t get to meet her properly, because when he shows up to the party the two bedroom apartment is packed with people he’s never seen, and it’s loud as fuck in here and he’s sweating through his leather from the six flights of stairs he had to climb to reach the place, so he steps through a sliding door out to the balcony and lo and behold, if it isn’t Upsettingly Beautiful Man looking upsettingly beautiful — positively fucking divine, actually, the last wisps of fuchsia sunset catching the gold streaks in his hair and dotting the tip of his flawless nose. Seriously, does this dude have any flaws? A scar, a birthmark, an unsightly ingrown hair? Eddie can’t even see a single blackhead for fuck’s sake.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer” the dude mutters, turning to look at him, and, “oh, my god, you again?”

“uh.”

“i’ve got a fucking coaster this time,” the guy says, lifting his solo cup and giving it a little shake to point out the cork round sitting underneath it, “so if that’s what you came out here to berate me for, then you’ll have to think of something else.”

“uh,” eddie says again, because he has no idea what brought this on but he’s pretty sure it has shit all to do with him, and pretty boy’s really working himself up now, arms moving in sharp gestures as he paces back and forth on the short balcony.

“not that it even matters if i didn’t have a coaster, because this is my house! i can do what i want with my own fucking stuff in my own fucking apartment, nance, i don’t— uh…”

pretty boy’s face blossoms rose petal red, a heavy blush creeping up his jawline as he catches himself mid rant and folds in on himself, crossing his arms over his chest with a sheepish expression.

eddie’s always had a thing for shepherding.

“i’m listening,” he says, popping a cigarette in his mouth and holding the pack out in offering. “if you care to vent.”

the guy — steve, eddie finds out — tells him all about his controlling ex-girlfriend as they work their way through two cigarettes each, the sun slipping away to reveal a full topaz moon, big and low and close, ripe citrus bending the branch of a tree. nance was a real piece of work by the sounds of it, and eddie feels like an absolute shit for the way he treated steve, who had apparently just gotten dumped the night before they met and had been out shopping for a “please take me back” present.

“like that was ever gonna work,” steve mumbles, ashing over the railing. “pathetic. anyway, sorry i was rude to you that day or whatever.”

“you weren’t.”

“nah, i was.” steve shifts his weight, knocks their shoulders together. “not that you didn’t deserve it.”

“yeahhhh,” eddie agrees, cringing at himself. “sorry.”

“all good. so what’s your story then, huh? who pissed in your cheerios that day?”

eddie blames the alcohol fumes wafting from steve’s cup — a justification that makes perfect sense and would totally hold up in a court of law — for what he says next.

“honestly? you.”

steve’s face is so cartoonishly offended that eddie busts out laughing, eyes crinkling, head thrown back.

“oh, so you’re just an asshole,” steve nods sagely. “first cute guy to flirt with me in six weeks is a lunatic. love that for me.”

“no, i—” eddie laughs, “okay, we’re coming back to how you think i’m cute, but i just meant, uh-”

oh, fuck it. eddie’s never been good at holding his cards close to the chest. more of a 52 pick up kinda guy, historically, and why change now?

“you were so gorgeous it, like, genuinely upset me for a second,” eddie admits, running his tongue over his lip. he stubs out his cigarette; turns to look right at steve. “like, uh, like cuteness aggression or some shit.”

steve mirrors his posture, leaning an elbow on the railing, nearly chest to chest. “so you are crazy,” he smiles.

“that’s correct.” eddie swallows.

steve moves in to close the gap. “good crazy?”

“fun crazy, so i’m told.”

“i’m gonna kiss you if that’s cool.”

“very”

the kiss tastes like ripe citrus