*double-taked

Not saying I don’t realize the negatives of patriarchy for men but like…for every man who complains about alimony is a woman trapped because she’s financially reliant on her abuser. For every man who bemoans paying for his date is a woman turned down for a promotion because she just became a mother. For every man who complains women show no interest in him because his job doesn’t pay a lot is a woman whose husband expects her to take on double shifts at work and at home cleaning up after him and caring for the kids.

So just…keep things in perspective.

TalesFromThePizzaGuy: Called out a fellow driver who steals deliveries.

I was in the middle of my sidework to get out last night and it was just me and one other driver working that night. I was still on the screen before him to take a double and I was sweeping while I was waiting for the next one to come out, when suddenly he took over on the cut table and told one of the CSR “DONT WORRY I’LL CUT MY DELIVERY.”

I was livid. I’ve been putting up with this shit of him stealing everyone’s deliveries for two years and now I’ve had enough. I got livid and the CSR and the cook and the manager all shared my anxiety because this fellow is terrible to work with. He refuses to sweep and mop because of his “”“”“bad back”“”“” and he’ll try and be nice to everyone just to get them to do his stuff for him. So while he was out on my two deliveries I got clocked out and waited for him to get back because shit was gonna hit the fan. He finally gets back and when he gets back I ask him, as calm as I could:

Me - “Why did you take my deliveries?”

Him - “They were your deliveries?”

Me - “Yea, my name was up on the screen”

Him - “Sorry bud I didn’t see that”

Me - “That don’t cut it, why did you take my deliveries”

Him - “No reason”

Me - “So you had no reason to take my deliveries?”

Him - “Yea, no reason”

Me - “Then why did you take them?”

Him - “I dunno, but if you want my next delivery you can have it-”

Me - “No, since you don’t have any problem taking my delivery you can take the rest of them”

And then I left. But I came back later to meet up with the rest of everyone to go to Steak N Shake to celebrate. They said after I left that he started throwing a fit and was angrilly banging pans and shit since he was the closing driver and closing drivers do dishes and shit. But yea, that was the highlight of my night last night. Either he’s going to see this as a wakeup call and stop being too useless or he’ll be even more passive aggressive with everyone. Time shall tell.

By: universetwisters1

  • Lucy: Does something seem... off, Gray?
  • Gray: *scratches his chin* I don't think so. Been the best week I've had in a while, but I'm not gonna question it, 'cause the moment I do, that Pyro's gonna ruin it somehow...
  • Lucy: . . . That's it! *big 'O' face*
  • Gray: -_- What's 'it'?
  • Lucy: Well, Natsu hasn't gone on a mission with us in a week, right? Neither has Erza for that matter. Come to think of it, they haven't been around the Guild much, either.
  • Gray: ... You're right. I wonder what's up?
  • *Guildhall doors get kicked open*
  • Natsu: We're BAAACK! *walks into the Guild with a giant grin as well as a girl by his side*
  • Gray: There they are...
  • Lucy: *does a double-take* N-No. That's not Erza, Gray. Look again!
  • Gray: . . . Is that JUVIA?! O>O *Indeed, standing next to Natsu is Juvia Lockser, dressed in nothing but a red pair of pants with flame imprints, as well as only some bandages wrapped around her bountiful chest; really, it looked like the Water mage was just copying Erza now*
  • Natsu: Hnn? Wassup, Stripper?! Ya done anything stupid lately, 'cause I'm itchin' to punch you in the face!
  • Gray: -_-* Screw you, Pinky. What I wanna know is why Juvia's stealin' Erza's look! **She friggin' looks HOT now without that coat coverin' everything up!!**
  • Juvia: *sniffs haughtily, turning her nose up at Gray* Juvia pulls it off 200x better than Erza-san. Juvia can fill out any outfit better than any girl.
  • Lucy: *twitch* You've been awfully chummy with Natsu lately... Mind filling us in?
  • Juvia: Hnnn... Yes. *nods sagely as she 'inspects' Lucy's chest, before fondling her own big jugs* ... Tiny.
  • Lucy: -_-* And what's with the attitude?!
  • Natsu: I dunno... Juvia's been fired up lately, it's awesome! :D
  • Juvia: Juvia is happy to appeal to Natsu-sama's tastes! ^___^ How about we go get something to eat, Natsu-sama?
  • Natsu: I would, but we should probably wait for Erza... We kinda left her to carry the horn back by herself... And she'd be pissed if we left her to report the mission success by herself. **On that note...** *scurries off to the bar to place an order*
  • Juvia: *pout* Fiiine...
  • Gray: *twitch* Why the hell is Natsu getting the fangirl treatment now? Didn't you have a thing for me?
  • Juvia: Natsu-sama comforted Juvia when you wouldn't give Juvia the time of day. He is far more worthy of Juvia's affections.
  • Gray: ...
  • Lucy: ... Wait a second. Is that why Erza's been dragging Natsu out on missions alone? To keep him away from you?
  • Juvia: *grin* Oh, Erza-san tries, Juvia will give Erza-san that.
  • *rumbling that sets everyone on edge; then, the doors are slammed open once more*
  • Erza: JUVIAAA! NATSUUU! *glare that promises Punishment as she lugs in a bigass horn*
  • Natsu: H-Hey, Erza! Sorry for leavin' ya behind, but Juvia made me... ^^;
  • Erza: I figured as much... >.> But you are still to receive Punishment for ogling her while she's wearing MY look.
  • Natsu: ... Does it help that I got ya strawberry cake? *holding it out tentatively*
  • Erza: >.> Suck-up... Can't stay mad while you offer me that.......
  • Juvia: >.> Natsu-sama doesn't offer Juvia's favorite food as peace offering. Perhaps Juvia is just not trying hard enough?
  • Lucy and Gray: This is so surreal...

anonymous asked:

How Cassian likes to spend his (rare) spare time with you?

Cassian Andor is a hopeless romantic and you can all fight me on this.

On his days off, he’ll wake you up gently with kisses, and just lay in bed cuddling with you until you’re both fully awake.

He’ll give you a piggyback to the canteen for a late breakfast, and anyone who passes you in the corridors does a double-take because “is that Captain Cassian Andor smiling like a lovestruck teenager?” Yes, yes it is.

On days off, you and Cassian like to spend the day doing absolutely nothing. Your lives are hectic because of the rebellion, so being able to spend a day just lounging around in each other’s company is heaven for you two.

Cassian loves to lie outside with his head on your stomach, his eyes closed as you tell him a story or a memory or anything. Nothing makes him feel safer than the sound of your voice.

On one occasion after a day off, Cassian dragged you out of bed in the middle of the night and far from the base to a secluded spot where the stars seemed to shine all the brighter. The two of you lay side by side for hours, talking about everything; the future, each other, your future with each other…

Cassian pulled you up to dance with him at that point, the pair of you laughing like teenagers as you spun each other and dipped each other and kissed beneath the stars. You turned away from him to watch a shooting star, and when you turned back he was down on one knee with a ring sitting on the palm of his hand.

  • me: they hurt me!! I'm gonna be distant! that'll show them!
  • them: hey
  • me: hey ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ
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The only thing we need to worry about is the next minute. 

Fancy dinner dates spent pocketing breadsticks and silverware. I give it twenty minutes tops before they either get kicked out or decide on skipping the tab.

Peonies

The five times James gave Lily flowers and the two times he didnโ€™t; or, How Lily Evans fell in love with James Potter.

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1972

On her first Valentineโ€™s Day at Hogwarts, Lily received lilies from five different people. She loved them because she knew her friends and that one boy from Hufflepuff had good intentions. She knew they thought itโ€™d be cute to give Lily the flower she was named after. Everyone always thought it would be.

After going through it for so many years, Lily should have seen it coming and warned them. Perhaps she could have worn a sign around her neck starting a week prior that read: I do not like lilies.

But despite how unoriginal the flowers were, she carried them around proudly all day. They were beautiful after all. And she may have woken up too late to shower that morning so their sweet perfume was welcome.

That night she sprawled on her back on the floor by the fire with Mary and Marlene. They giggled about all the couples they had seen that day and the boy who had given Mary chocolates. Suddenly, James Potterโ€™s face was looming above Lilyโ€™s.

โ€œWhat on earth are you doing, Potter?โ€ she exclaimed, bolting upright and nearly smacking her forehead against his. He muttered something incoherent before dropping a flower into her lap and bolting toward the boyโ€™s dormitories.

โ€œWhat was that about?โ€ Marlene asked. Still lying down, she and Mary couldnโ€™t see what James had given Lily.

โ€œNothing,โ€ Lily said as she slipped the perfect pink peony into the billowy sleeve of her robes. How he knew her favorite flower was a mystery to her. But even more mysterious was the heat spreading across her face and the pounding of her heart. Stupid James had given her some sort of prank flower that made her feel sick. That had to be it. There was no other explanation.

Still. She kept the flower between the pages of one of her transfiguration books.

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