#warranty work

[rememberwren]

Okay, broke out the laptop to scream in your ear about some things I thought were really special about Skin Deep.

First of all, Simon's characterization. GODDAMN. Like you really know how to write him, how he goes more quiet and brisk the more nervous he is. So, so sexy, the way that Reader doesn't pick up on his vague cues that he likes her, but we alllll know what's happening. Nervous Ghost and don't-care Ghost are so similar, but you managed to convey the tiny details that made it thrilling to read.

The way you wrote him raising and lowering his mask was hot af. I could picture it every time, his little hidey place to help him feel less exposed to the hot girl looking at him with those eyes.

The descriptions of him being efficient and good at what he does -- SWOON. Big man with confident fingers make brain go BRRRRR

The subtle green flags throughout were just lovely. Watching her safely to her car. The way he abandons his usual silence to give her a bunch of info when she's nervous over text. The breaks, the modesty towels. Funny how it's so much more tempting to uncover yourself for someone who helps you stay covered. You just get it, Wren. You just get the nuance of attraction, and it shows.

When he insisted on that break, I KNEW. I LOVE guys jerking off in fics, you know why? Cause that shows they're not coercive. They fully understand that their sexual desire is their own job to manage, and it's just a thing they take care of because we're all adults here. HOT HOT HOT.

The attention to hygiene/contraception was super hot going hand-in-hand with grungy, cigarette loving Simon.

LOVED the part where Reader was trying to entice him to touch, and he wasn't understanding what she meant. That was so cute and funny.

Nipple play, ofc. Surprisingly rare in fics without lactation kink. Extra special to me.

He takes one of your thighs and wedges it between his own, until you’re no longer grinding against his cock but instead his denim-clad thigh. “You the kind of girl who can cum like this? Just from this?” 

This made me stop and paste it in a note for my review, because WOW. I've never read anything like that before. *I'm* not someone who can enjoy that particular position, so every time it comes up in a fic it takes me out of immersion and my thumb is braced to scroll to something farther down that I can relate to. But for some reason, him just being aware of different styles of anatomy and knowing to ask that, allowed me to stay in it.

Three fingers!!! Again, so RARE but (imo) so considerate when writing massive dudes. *I* don't write three fingers very often, because I feel like there's this stigma about it, that no one else shares my feelings that it's actually a helpful option ahead of sex with like a 6'4" dude. So seeing you write it was like... wow. I'm being a lil bitch about this, I should just write what I fucking want, look at Wren, she's doing it.

“Alright,” he laughs, pulling his fingers free and wiping the wetness on his cock. “No need to beg.” 

No need to beg?!? TEARS OF JOY -- this is just so much hotter than the ick I get when they do make Reader (me) beg. Just the zero-pressure interactions here were gorgeous.

The realism of him pushing past the limitations Reader thought she had of her own body was extra special.

The position keeps the penetration blissfully shallow (otherwise he might give your cervix a painful beating)

*pounding my fists on the table* YES YES YES when you're with big dudes, you learn real quick which positions are the best (shallow!!)

His zero-pressure approach to her pleasure, specifically when she says she can't finish a second time and he's just like, “If you can’t, then don’t,” GGHGHDSIODFDOS HOTTTTTT "if it happens it happens, but I'm just going to keep touching you like this for as long as I feel like, okay?" PINNACLE SMUT for me. Elite of the elite.

“Not sure I want you to cum now,” he says. “Hold it. I’m thinking it over.” 

I had to go back and read this like four times because I didn't grasp at first that he was joking. I was just like, "Oh, okay, already doing orgasm control, hmm okay." And then was so confused right after hahahahaha

Aww the asking her out right after fucking is so good and sweet, and a wonderful way to cement his character in everyone's minds.

Just WOW. I'll be coming back for rereads of this.

This ask was such a treasure, YOU are such a treasure. You need to be put inside a safe, a lockbox, behind a tripwire or SOMETHING. I could not find you more endearing right now. Thank you for seeing nuance in this when I felt like there wasn't any. You're an incredible writer and it shows even in the way you read.

[lilithknoxville]

oh hold on yall i gotta take this

johnny’s calling me

[running-in-the-dark]

Today was kinda shit. I slept most of the day and hardly got anything done. I'm really frustrated by that. We still haven't put up our Christmas tree, even though I had planned to do that early in December this year. My birthday is this weekend and the flat is still an absolute mess. Very, very frustrating.

[bolszaja-miedwedica]

i love how deities have a different way to call anyone

for me: they send me chills to let me know theyre here or that they agree with me or that they like something

for my husband: they give him tinnitus to make him know theyre reaching out :D isnt it amazing

[trivialbob]

My city has a biennial "Curbside Cleanup" event in April. People can set out large items for a special trash collection. We put things out starting on a Thursday. They are collected by trash haulers on Saturday.

In the days leading up to the collection people ("scavengers" we call them) drive slowly through the neighborhoods looking for scap metal or items that are perfectly usable. It's kind of fun to watch the procession of beat up pickup trucks, U-haul trailers, and small cars with stuff tied to the roof.

Sheila and I sometimes host a watch party in the driveway. This year her brother grilled his Billy Burgers (amazing smash burgers) for all of us while we drank beer and waived at the drivers.

This year I got rid of an office chair, a couch, an ottoman, a usable vacuum cleaner (I left a sign on it stating that it worked), and a broken carpet shampooer. All but the couch were taken by people before the city came by on Saturday.

One year I put out a different couch and ended up helping a guy load it into his van. He didn't look poor. I asked what he was going to do with the couch. Perhaps it would go in the basement for the kids to use while gaming and eating chips?

"I own some rental properties. I like finding usable furniture to put in them." I got rid of something I'd replaced with a new couch, he got a couch for free. Nice how that works out because the couch didn't (yet) make it to the landfill.

Something inevitably seen on every block are office chairs set of for collection. Two years ago I put one out at the curb. Two years before that was another one. This year my current chair's "leather" was cracked. The latch or gear that can be set to not allow rocking or reclining sometimes worked. More than once I'd lean back and exclaim "oh shit" as I fell backwards. My neck and shoulders were starting to hurt when I worked.

That's no way to live.

This afternoon I went to a business that sells professional office furniture. The showroom is open to the public. A guy asked me some questions about how I sit, where I keep my keyboard, and so on.

He showed me two not inexpensive chairs. I loved the first one I sat in. I did try the other one. Then he said I could look around the used furniture showroom. I saw some decent, heavy-duty chairs there, but that first one I sat in, the new one, was perfect for me so that's what I bought. It will pay for itself because I won't be buying Target/Costco/Staples office chairs every other year.

My desk right now is from Ikea. It's held up okay, maybe 6/10 in how much I like it. New desks at today's store were very sturdy and high quality.

And expensive.

But I saw some used desks that had a few dings or scratches that cost lest than my Ikea desk. They looked like they'd last a lifetime. I wish I'd shopped here earlier.

[lorelune]

the game plan:

- finish o4o in the next few weeks (barring pain levels, they have been higher than normal. more on that later)

- open up comms (i’ll probably take two or three OR i’ll be releasing a certain numbers of words that can be claimed for commissions out of the whole, until we hit that word cap) (if this doesn’t make sense i’ll explain more later trust)

- profit and pay off portos vet bill AND get a new work desk

[scalpelsister]

I am 🤏 this close to quitting my job but I've only had it for four months 😭

[meanya]

Thinking about the time I woke up groggy halfway through the night and smelled burning fish and thought, "Why does it smell like burnt fish... Did somebody burn salmon at 3am...? I feel like I remember hearing a warning about that smell..." but was so goddamn tired that I convinced myself it was probably just coming from another dorm room and promptly fell back asleep.

The next morning I woke up and my electric blanket wasn't working anymore.

[tadpoles-and-daydreams]

I have a few high-effort posts coming up but for now

Me: "Yeah, mom, I think there's fully just a dragon in this rock. Like... Look at this crystal and tell me it's just a crystal and that nothing is attached to it. This feels like a dragon to me."

My mom: "Yeah, that feels dragon-y. Actually this other one does too."

Me, now wondering if I brought home not one but two dragons: ".........huh."

[eyeofnewtblog]

Things that happen at work:

I taught a middle school teacher how to change her own car battery this afternoon. It was super cute how involved she was, how many questions she had.

So, step by step, here is how you change a car battery.

1) Batteries are secured in place in some way, usually with a couple of metal pieces that bolt into the frame and keep the battery in place on the plate it sits on. You don’t have to fully remove these, you just need to get them loose enough that you can move them to the side and get the battery out. (Side note, if you have pretty nails or care about your cuticles AT ALL, wear literally any kind of rubber gloves…also wear clothes you don’t care about?)

2) disconnect the black/negative charge battery clamp

3) disconnect the red/positive battery clamp

4) pull the old battery out

5) put the new battery in

6) put the corrosion protection grease and felt terminals on the new battery terminals (corrosion grease guards metal, apply accordingly, slather with your heart)

7) put the clamp back on the red/positive side and tighten the bolts back up (remember if you accidentally loosened anything else up in the process of removing, tighten that up as well)

8) put the clamp back on the black/negative side and tighten the bolts back up (ask your self, is there anything else I loosened? Yes? Tighten it back up. Did you touch it at all at any point? Make sure it’s exactly how you left it…)

Slather whatever is left of the terminal protector grease over every metal part of the terminals, and you are done!

Keep in mind, the protective grease is there specifically to prevent corrosion, not stop it entirely. You should still check your batteries every other month or so (only when it’s really dry out, if it’s wet but warm check your battery once a month, if it’s wet and cold as fuck check the battery once every other week)

Also, if you buy a new battery from a retailer, keep an eye on your warranty. Some batteries (the most expensive) come with a three year warranty. The cheapest come with a 90 day warranty.

If you have $300 to $500 to shell out on a nice battery, it would absolutely be theft or some kind or warranty fraud to change out your nice expensive battery for a brand new one right before the warranty expires.

It would be especially morally heinous to the company if you did that on a weekend day during peak business traffic hours (ten am till closing basically, but aim for the late morning rush on Saturday if being overlooked is your priority, holy Jesus in a hand basket that line is horrifying in whole new ways?!,!)

Yah. Chew bubble gum and steal batteries legally. You’re just renewing your warranty, mmkay? (L

Be careful about how you go about this…because it is in fact heinous to a major corporation with a team of lawyers. You should realistically only be needing a battery every four to six years, which is why the warranty cuts out at three. So don’t come in the last month of your warranty…come in two or three months early and have the ability to blame weather (extreme heat or extreme cold) in order to get a warranty swap.

Pay attention to your warranty.

[racke7]

Car-repairshop wants half the money I bought the car for.

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[orkbutch]

mm cool. so i took my computer into computer repair store. the display immediately works, they confirm it before I even leave. They say I can take it home with me and they won't charge me obvs, or they can stress test it overnight and charge me half the usual. I leave it for the stress test and come home thinking, shit, must be my monitor. nope. monitor works fine. both my monitors work all good on my laptop. I already tried it with alternative cords too. so hwat the fuck is happening then. what the hell is going on. did me admittedly putting it unsecured in an uber car trunk jostle something into place. WHATS GOING ON HUH ? WHATS FRICKEN HAPPENING

[valentinemesis]

[blye-flower]

✨Rant in the tags✨

[deathtodickens]

Helena: (whispering in myka's ear) You just say the word, my love.

Myka: (whispering back) Is this your idea of sweet talk?

Helena: (still whispering) I'm certainly excited about the prospect of avenging Leena's unjust murder.

Myka: (sighing) Just... play nice.

Helena: Nice was Leena's job. Abigail's taken it on just fine. Let's hope Artie doesn't murder her, too.

Myka: The Regents agreed, it wasn't him. They agreed that he wasn't himself. They've accepted that.

Helena: And I'm not a Regent. Nor are you. He wasn't himself? He wasn't anybody else either. Leena died by his hand for whatever decisions he made leading to the moment he... did what he did. How can you just..

Myka: (glaring)

Helena: (takes in a deep breath)

Myka: This is the warehouse, Helena. Artifacts do things to people. They play with your mind. We all know that risk. We all take it, every single day. It could have been any one of us. It could be. It has been.

Helena: If he had hurt you...

Myka: I know.

Helena: If he ever does.

Myka: I know.

Silence.

Myka: But I think, for now, we have reached our warehouse homicides quota. Right?

Helena: It doesn't have to be in the warehouse.

Myka: Helena.

Helena: Fine. I won't murder him.

Myka: That's all I'm asking.

Helena: For now.

Myka: I... okay, sure. I'll accept that.

[autism-corner]

you are fucking kidding.