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TalesFromRetail: Cash? What's a cash?

Working today has been… interesting to say the least. For some reason, holidays make people insane, and multiplying that by the lack of intelligence the customer usually possesses, you get an odd mix. A couple hours ago, I had this weird interaction with someone. CG for “Cash Guy” in question.

He walked up to the register, asked if we sold money orders.

Me: Yep, but you need to use cash and there’s a 99c fee.

CG: Okay… I have a debit card. I’ll just use that.

Me: unfortunately sir, it needs to be in cash.

CG: What do you mean in cash?

Me (dumbfounded): Uhh… the entire transaction must be paid in physical money. I can’t take a card.

CG: But I have a card….

Me: Well we have an ATM in the corner of the store, otherwise I won’t be able to help you today.

CG: Okay… At this point he walks away, and I’m left wondering if I wasn’t being clear by calling US dollars as cash, or if there was some language barrier. He gets back in line, and walks back up to me.

CG: so just to make sure, I can’t use a card. What do I use then?

Me: Dollars. Physical, real, United States issued money.

CG: Uhhhh…. alright.

I don’t understand. I’m completely at a loss for words. I don’t get what the issue here was, he just could not grasp the idea of what a dollar was I guess.

By: LemonDaemon


Something to kill some time. I don’t want to focus on my work so I made this instead. Maybe I just wanted to draw a lot of Kirisame, too. I feel like I should give my lovely doll more love. Ehehe… Well, it’s done now. (I wonder if an aging doll can become a garden, of if it will just crumble to dust…)

Watch Out Below (12)

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It seemed everyone was going mad but you. Gandalf had left the Company at the outskirts of the dark forest and upon entering the shrouded trees, the dwarves and hobbit had begun mumbling and looking around as if they were surrounded by unseen enemies. Before passing between the twisted trees, Bofur had mumbled something about them being cursed but you felt completely normal as you walked along with the others.

Glancing over at Kili as he clung to his brother’s arm, his eyes were glassy and crazed much like the others and met yours with a fearful glint. It was fairly obvious that there was an air of insanity to the forest but for some odd reason, it had no effect upon you. Rather it was the Company which fueled your own anxiety and you worried that none of you would ever make it out of the trees. Your home was somewhere out there but so was theirs and it sent an empathetic twang through your chest to think they could lose it all over again in a single moment.

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Koma had stopped by the bathroom to wash up before dinner. For some reason, he was insanely nervous. He knew he shouldn’t be. Mom, Aura, and Skye had gotten along great. That just meant that all Skye had to meet was Dad and Chi. But he already knew those two would be the ‘problematic’ ones. 

“Okay!” He straightened up from the sink. There’s no point in stalling! He didn’t want to keep Skye, or anyone else waiting! 

Koma quickly dried his face and hands on a towel, and stepped out to find Skye, “Ready?” He asked.

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things from my childhood I think about a lot
  • every day during recess we’d hold weddings
  • I started a gang called The Ducks that consisted of my friend, Chickie, her boyfriend, The Rooster, and me, Little Quack
  • I’d eat rocks to establish my dominance as I was a really small kid, eventually I became known as Survivor Girl and was going to win our school a million dollars by being on the show
  • I found a tiny grape and decided to keep it and watch it grow, so I put it on my windowsill and woke up to it being a raisin. It took years be able to eat a grape or raisin
  • my friend dated a tree and honestly it was my favourite of all her boyfriends
  • I got my head stuck in a fence
  • I opened an umbrella on a windy day and got lifted a foot into the air and started flying down the playground until my friends grabbed me
  • and my favourite; we held a grade six talent show and I convinced a (male) friend of mine to be Hannah Montana and the whole school thought I had actually gotten Hannah Montana to come to our school, so my friends and I played on it. The talent show came and he had his handmade dress, wig and makeup on (and for some reason he brought a motor cross glove, just one, to wear) and at the end of the show he performed with us as background dancers in Halloween costumes and then ripped off the wig saying “I’m not Hannah Montana, I’m Miley Cyrus” and I’ve never laughed harder or seen more little children cry
  • bonus: we only had eye shadow for makeup so we used it for everything, eyes, blush and lipstick, but we didn’t bring makeup remover so he had to wear the makeup for the rest of the school day, but the eye shadow was cheap and stained his lips from being on too long and his lips stayed purple for a few days

@samwpmarleau replied to your post “i really wonder if grrm made a mistake in giving rhaella a backstory…”

i was always under the impression they were about the same age–is it said anywhere that they weren’t?

i mean bonifer’s age is unknown, but it seems pretty unlikely that he would be as young as rhaella was at that time (explained here)

unless bonifer was knighted at a super young age for some reason and was insanely skilled, it really wouldn’t make sense for him to be the same age as her

Casper the Friendly Ghost was a mild-mannered little sprite with enough innocuous charm to go around. In his Harvey Comics series, he would get into harmless adventures without any real consequences, like finding a lost dog or some goddamned thing like that. This is not to be confused with Ghost Rider, the Marvel Comics character and Nicolas Cage charity, which is a demon with a flaming skull that feeds on the souls of evil men and screams through the night on a haunted motorcycle.

For some insane reason, comic book writer Ivan Velez Jr. pitched the idea of a Casper/Ghost Rider crossover to both Marvel and the makers of Casper with a full outline, possibly to silence the howling banshees in his mind. Velez imagined a scenario in which an evil villain replaces Richie Rich’s father and shakes up the Harvey Comics universe so badly that Wendy the Witch casts a spell to bolster Casper’s powers (what powers he possesses beyond being a joyless specter of our own mortality remains unclear).

At any rate, Wendy apparently casts too much magic and accidentally summons Ghost Rider, transporting Casper to a heroin-soaked puddle in Hell’s Kitchen in his place. Casper somehow manages to thwart a bank robber, while Ghost Rider presumably rules the Harvey universe until the two finally switch places again, leaving behind a legion of young Casper fans with a literary shell-shocking usually reserved for Watership Down and Old Yeller.

5 Insane Pop Culture Crossovers That Almost Happened


Summary: Dan tries to watch Phil’s newest video but gets a bit distracted.

Genre: fluff, smut

Word Count: 1054 (not including lyrics)

Warnings: mentions of sex, brief descriptions of masturbation

Author’s Note: Merry Christmas everyone! I’ve, for some insane reason, decided to post 1 fic every day for the 12 days of Christmas which I’m calling 12 days of ficmas. These are all part of a series of oneshots based on Troye Sivan’s album Blue Neighborhood that I’ve already started. Hope you enjoy! Shout out to @chocolatesaucelester for reading this over for me and assuring me that this is good.

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Originally posted by master-of-duct-tape

Prompt:  “Cuddle with me.”

Character: Maria Hill (Suggested by @littledragonboy)

Warning: N/A

Today had been absolute hell in Maria’s opinion. Her work was normally pretty stressful as it is, but something comedic usually makes it a pretty good day of work…but having to babysit a whole bunch of avengers who had some how been de-aged for 5 hours because Tony had been experimenting like an idiot…well, that was complete hell. They weren’t even like normal children, they were even more painful to keep track of and she had been designated babysit for some insane reason! All by herself!

All she wanted was to go home, kiss you, and curl up into bed. She didn’t want to think about anything else, she didn’t want to do anything else, and she really really wanted to steer clear of children for at least a month after this whole scenario.

You had noticed her mood the moment she walked into the flat, she look absolutely drained, she didn’t even bend down to take off her shoes but rather roughly kicked them off and collapsed onto the sofa.

“Cuddle with me.” You looked over from where you’d been drinking a glass of water in the kitchenette to where Maria was slumped on the sofa, her eyes closed, and looking absolutely shattered. You placed the glass onto the kitchen side and walked over. 

The moment you sat down, her arms wrapped around your waist, and buried her face in the crook of your neck. You wrapped her up in your arms and manoeuvred the two of you into a more comfortable lying position on the sofa. 

One of your hands reached up to take the hair band out of her hair and gently stroke through the strands, the other hand kept her wrapped up around you. You weren’t complaining about the cuddle and she’d had a hard day, the least you could do for your ever devoted girlfriend is help her wind down.

Soon enough you smiled when you her breath grew quiet and even and she snuggled closer to you in the early stages of her sleep. It was moments like these that made the worry you had for her and her job worth it. At the end of the day she always came home to you and you got to see her in a way no one else did.

Say Something  (Steve Rogers x reader)

Request: Hey hon. So, for some insane reason, I really crave angsty, sad, etc. fiction. For this reason, I was wondering if you could write a Reader x Steve based on the song “Say Something” By A Great Big World? (The fic can end however you want, and I apologize for requesting something sad.)

The arguments had become more and more aggressive and personal with each day; fighting with Steve was a draining experience that took a little bit of your love for him with it.  He knew how to fight dirty, to cut you to the quick, because after five years together he knew everything.  Tonight, you turned the tables and fought harder than ever before, but it brought the realization that all you were doing anymore was hurting each other.  It was time.

You couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him right now, so after carefully placing a letter on his bedside table, you waited.  You waited for almost an hour before he finally arrived, watching quietly and hidden as he picked it up, telling yourself you wouldn’t stay but not being able to walk away.  

My beloved Steve,

Say something, I’m giving up on you

I’ll be the one if you want me to

Anywhere I would’ve followed you

Say something, I’m giving up on you

I can’t do this anymore. I wanted to be yours forever, and I planned to be yours forever.  My heart was yours to protect or to break.  I trusted you to keep it safe, and my trust was broken along with it.  I never asked you for more than that, and now I can see that I was asking too much.

And I… I’m feeling so small

It was over my head

I know nothing at all

And I… will stumble and fall

I’m still learning to love

Just starting to crawl

I don’t know why I ever thought that I could be something important to you.  You who are magnetic, powerful, and vibrant; you who has the world at your feet and your head raised to the sky.  Any light that I once had inside of me has extinguished now under the brilliance of your own.  It has blinded me.  I cannot expect to reignite my fire by standing closer to yours.

Say something, I’m giving up on you

I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you

Anywhere I would’ve followed you

Say something, I’m giving up on you

Whatever this is that you are going through, know that I tried to do only what I thought was right; what I thought would help you heal.  I’m sorry that I wasn’t what you needed when I believed that I was what you wanted. I’ve followed you into countless battles, but I can’t follow you into this.  You fight battles for others, but you won’t do so for yourself.  Or for me.

And I… will swallow my pride

You’re the one that I love

And I’m saying goodbye

I will be the one to take the fall on this, Steve.  I will be the one to walk away, to make the decision that you could not.  We both know that sometimes love isn’t enough, even for us; we can fight the world at each others’ side, but to fight each other is too devastating and I can’t be a part of your destruction.  

Say something, I’m giving up on you

And I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you

And anywhere I would’ve followed you

Say something, I’m giving up on you

Steve slowly and carefully folded the letter, slipping it into the drawer.  He sat motionless for several minutes as he stared out the windows of the tower.  He knew that he had promised you things that never materialized, and promised you a life that he couldn’t even provide.  He knew this was his fault.  You had stood in the doorway, watching him as he had read your letter and now as he was coming into realization.  When he noticed that you were there, all he could do was look at you through the tears welling in his eyes, waiting for you.

“Steve,” you whispered, “say something.”

for some reason i woke up insanely happy! i think it has to do with finding out that the most gorgeous vintage table-desk is still available and that im going to set up a book case today. my room’s coming so much closer to being done and im so excited for it! my hair is a happy mess..



1. In the movie, has a captive where the games are done as Jigsaw just watch. In the TV Show too.

2. The phrase more polemic of the movie is “I want to play a game.” The name of episode is “Game on, Charles.”

3. In the first movie, the first person who survival in the games, for some insane reason, decide help the Jigsaw to bring people to the captive. We know Sara has been there two years ago. The stranger is she isn’t chase, and everyday the force turnoff for a period of time. Why don’t leave?

4. In the movie, the girl fakes be a prisoner to make sure the game works like the Jigsaw wants, and do “dirty services” to him. In the TV Show, exist a Red coat and the Black Widow no identify who does that works

5. In the movie, they use a pig like a camouflage.


Sounds familiar?

Alright so if any ignorant and uneducated people out there STILL THINK for some insane reason that Donald Trump should be president of the United States, I’m going to give you some pointers right now. Take a seat and listen because there is no way I’m ignoring this problem.

First of all, we all know that the main reason why people want him for president is because he has money. A lot of it. And yes that can be a good thing. But mix a person with bad morals, billions of dollars, and a campaign for presidential election, and you got yourself one hell of a disaster.

Second of all, money won’t fix everything. It will fix a few problems, but not every problem Donald claims it will fix. Did you know he wants to build a wall that costs 3 Billion dollars. THREE. BILLION DOLLARS. do you know what $3B can do? It can end world hunger. But no, Donald thinks it’s good idea to build a freaking wall to block out immigrants. Remember tearing down the Berlin Wall in 1989? It was built for a different reason, but the same thing will happen to this new wall and a waste of money ($3 Billion) goes down the drain. Why not solve world hunger first? It’s a problem that has been around for an extremely long time and 9 million children under AGE FIVE this year will die from hunger related problems. Nobody wants to acknowledge that it exists, but ignoring it will only make more people starve. Wake up and realize that this problem is more important than immigrants and a wall.

Donald also believes that women are constantly on their period and if he is asked a tough question, (for example, what is one plus one?) he blows up and blames their “challenging” questions on their menstrual cycle. If he can’t take on the challenge of answering a somewhat complicated question, how is he supposed to take on the challenge of being president?? Can someone please tell me a logical answer because “money” and “because he’s Donald Trump” aren’t correct, but hey thanks for trying. He down right degrades and offends women; calling them terrible and awful names. He is disgusted by breast feeding (I’m surprised he was mature enough to even say “breast”) which is ironic since he likes to sexually assault his wife. Women, listen, you deserve to breast feed where you want. People who aren’t comfortable with it need to grow up and understand that it is NATURAL and a part of being a woman, just like menstrual cycles and having kids (yes I mentioned periods, grow up). He also offends races, religions, and more. His most recent act involved removing a black gentleman from his campaign crowd because the man shouted “black lives matter”. Donald told security to “get him the hell out of here”. He was removed by security. He then proceeded to identify this man as “seriously obese”, which isn’t something he can identify. Doctors and the man himself can identify him being obese, and there was no reason Donald should have called him out on that. The man wasn’t even that heavy in my eyes, so Donald can chill.

Not only that, Muslims may lose their human rights if he is elected. He supports creating a mandatory database of Muslims. (by the way, if you aren’t disgusted yet, find a heart and keep reading:)). Not only is that extremely racist, but people who are Muslims, converted or not, should not be invaded like that. The government should not be able to interfere on a group of people’s lives like that because of their racist views. He wants them to wear ID badges and also wants Mosques to have security cameras! SECURITY CAMERAS! People should go to their religious places of worship and not have to worry about being on camera! Religious places of worship, rather it be churches, temples, mosques, etc. should be safe and secure places that someone can go to on a routine basis or when necessary. But no worries about Mosques, because he wants them shut down. To keep my self from repeating, read the last few sentences.

If you don’t have a child with autism, or know someone who has a child who is autistic, or is autistic themselves, know this. Autism can be a terrible mental illness. Everyone handles it a little differently and it can be at different levels of severity for different people, but it can cause a lot of the same issues for many families. Autistic kids are no different then “normal” kids. They may be more hard to understand and maybe act a little different, but that is no reason for Donald to say that “they just need to be properly disciplined”. Properly disciplined for what, Trump? For being as normal as every other kid on this planet? He has no relations to autism and raising and living with a child with a disability that I’m aware of! He also has no idea what having depression (a widely common mental disease) and PTSD is like, yet he offends people with those diseases as well. What I have heard him is say is racist, sexist, offensive to many people, and downright rude.

He complains about being handed a million dollars as a child and “struggling”, yet he has no plans to fix minimum wage issues. If a man hasn’t struggled before, how can he help a struggling country? Our country may not seem like its struggling, but in many ways it is. If for some reason this hasn’t opened your eyes, made you disgusted, or made you question yourself for even wanting him to be President, I suggest you get your head out of your ass and know exactly what you’re voting for.

Donald, if for some reason you see this and think I’m outraged because I am on my period, please be informed that it doesn’t come till next month so your argument would be completely irrelevant :))

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In which sometimes Jamie is actually the cleverest one of the team.


I was going to attempt to gif this moment tonight, but then it was accidentally 3 in the morning and I figured my giffing skillz would be every bit as infuriatingly nonexistent in the morning.