food will save me

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

make me choose confexionery asked: the be our guest feast or a dinner from tiana

stxrpriince  asked:

His accent really does come out when he's emotional omg.....

Peter, frustrated after someone ate the food he was saving: Y’all are bein’ so mean to me and it don’t seem fair ‘cos yer all my friends an’ friendship ain’t ‘sposed to be like that

Gamora, in tears: I don’t know what you’re saying, Peter

Regardless of if you justify Itachi’s decisions or not…

Dude is scary as hell.

However horrible the massacre was he can still stomach it. It’s one thing to accept something or view it as necessary. It’s another thing to actually carry out the task yourself. To physically be able to hold your weapon and wield it against everyone you personally know without faltering. To look at the innocent children and say to yourself this is necessary.

It’s like if I was stranded on an island with the corpse of my best friend and cannibalism was my only option to stay alive…I might just die. Cannibalism my be necessary to stay alive. But bro, I probably couldn’t physically do it. What if I had to resort to cannibalism to save my sister? Shit bro, we both might die.

Itachi is so calm and thoughtful. It’s just chilling to think about what he is capable of doing. It’s chilling to think about how far he’ll go to save Sasuke.. It’s chilling to think how he enacts those decisions with unwavering precision.


【リヴァエレ】ちょっとふざけただけなんです。【現パロ】 by まる@くちくぅ…
[RivaEre] I was just messing around a little [Modern day AU]

THIS TRANSLATION IS DEDICATED TO MY ROOMMATE, THE SAVIOR OF MY LIFE. She protected me from the deadly spider sitting mere inches away from me, saved me from my peril, and cooks delicious food for I am a failure of a heroine. I know you enjoy BL, but since I do not reveal my hobbies to the world, you do not know of this nakama living so close to you. But STILL, as long as the candle of my life continues to burn, I SHALL OFFER RIREN UP IN YOUR NAME.


anonymous asked:

Do you have a voice headcanon for Klavier?

ok so I’ve listened to so many songs trying to pinpoint my voice hc for him but my brain always snaps me back to this fucking post and i hate it, it was like one of the first things I ever saw about him and it’s engrained in my memory now

anonymous asked:

Could you do a fluff/smut w/ Vernon where he's really stressed out so you come by their dorm & make food for all the boys but while you're all eating he realizes you're wearing lingerie under your clothes and gets impatient so he excuses himself to have his way with you. Thanks!!

I decided to join this with a request where you surprise Vernon with lingerie, since I thought they were quite similar and fit together well! Hope you like the outcome 💓

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Vernon had been stressed for quite a while - you could barely even remember how he was when he wasn’t perpetually tense and tired - and you had, for the longest time, tried to figure out how to help him relax, or at the very least blow off some steam. On occasion you had succeeded, too, with relaxing bubble baths, movie nights where you made sure all he focused on was the movie and you, and so many other things.

You had taken note that a blowjob or a good session where he could ram into you as hard as he felt like, however, seemed to have the best and most long-lasting effects, followed by good meals enjoyed in good company.

And so you figured out that with your boyfriend so stressed that he could snap at any given moment under the pressure of his fans’, groupmates’ as well as his own expectations, you might as well combine those two, and decided to go cook for the boys of Seventeen with a hidden surprise under your clothes.

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