i have a hundred of them

anonymous asked:

I'm looking for a sterek fanfic in high school.. Derek works at a coffee shop and Stiles comes in every morning before lacrosse practice.

@scruffysterek says it’s this one!

Originally posted by yourcoffeeguru

a latte problems can be caused when you cannot espresso yourself by HaleHole (SweetFanfics)

(1/1 I 8,786 I Explicit I Sterek)

There’s exactly one hundred and forty-six minutes left until his shift is over in addition to another thirty-five minutes of leaving, biking home, racing up to his room and turning on his laptop so that he can check out the video Erica has sent him and it’ll be just about the longest evening shift he’s had.

Highschool/Coffee shop AU where nerd!Derek is crushing hard on rich!stiles but neither of them have the courage to act on their feelings. It’s a good thing Lydia and Jackson are there to give the pair a necessary push.

I’d love the idea of aces connecting themselves to plants instead of rejecting the comparison and feeling offended by it.
I’d love it if we converted it from a humiliating idea to something reminding us the comparison is not bad, because plants are good and nurturing, their purpose in the world is not necessarily only reproduction. They’re beautiful and unmovable, they’re both fragile and strong, the world underrates them but they still exist. I’d love the idea of aces willingly connecting themselves to plants because plants are elegant and sometimes weird, and they come in hundreds of shapes and with hundreds of different needs, and colors, defense mechanisms, and oddities. Just like us. 

Actually, from the moment I started thinking this way, I also started getting interested in plants, in having them in my room. It sounds silly, but I think of them as friends now. 💕

anonymous asked:

If one more customer gets mad when i open their bag of different kinds of apples/peppers/random produce that is "the same price so why does it matter" so i can do each type separately, im gonna start throwing punches. Do they seriously think im gonna leave them with a broken produce bag? We have hundreds under our counter and i 100% will get you a new one since your small brain cant comprehend that we go by codes, not prices

AAAAH. The yellow squash and zucchini squash at our store are the same price so people ALWAYS put those together. I always weigh them separately and get that “uhhh those are the same price?” YES Karen, they are, but I still need to ring them up SEPARATELY because they’re not the SAME

illsaveyouhatty2  asked:

Like you, I have no life. So I've got all day to hear how you met Black Hat. (Can I just say I love how you portray Flug? it's 10/10)

I use to be a scientist working for heroes.
I built weapons and upgrades for them along with hundreds of other scientists. It was rather…horrible.

I was constantly stressed since I had a reputation for making faulty or dangerous weapons and the government wanted me to keep low and quiet about everything, the other scientists made fun of my ideas a lot..

But when I stayed back one day to work alone on an invention, Black Hat was the one to come in and hold me at gun point and telling me to go and grab something he wanted from the vault where all high tech weapons were. I barely saw his face during that time and I almost died by his hands if not for me being smart and grabbing other weapons while getting the weapon he wanted.

First impressions of him was… dangerous but oh so interesting.

Wallowa Lake Crustaceans- Oregon (part 2)

Wally is allegedly not the only cryptid in Wallowa Lake. Scattered folktales from early settlers speak of gigantic crabs or lobsters that would crawl out of the lake to seize cattle and pull them into the depths. These monster crustaceans have not been seen in over a hundred years, so it is likely that they have gone extinct. If they ever even existed in the first place.

For my version, I imagined that they too are descended from inhabitants of the vanished glaciers from which came Wally’s ice worm ancestors. Rather than being true crabs or lobsters, the Wallowa Lake crustaceans are actually gigantic copepods. Copepods (oar-foot in Greek, so named because of the way they row through the water using their legs and long antennae) are a diverse group of arthropods that are typically distinguished by an armored, tear-drop shaped body and a single large eye in the front of the head.

The surface of a glacier is often pockmarked by small, deep pools of water known as cryoconite holes. These holes form when dark dust or other debris settles on the ice and raises the temperature of the surface immediately underneath it (since black and other dark colors absorb more heat than the surrounding white ice) and causes it to melt. Cryoconite holes are mini-ecosystems unto themselves and are home to a huge diversity of bacteria, protists, worms, water bears, tiny insects and, of course, copepods.

My version of the folklore monster “crabs” were descended from prehistoric glacial copepods that were deposited in the lake. Like true crabs, they were scavengers and would eat anything they could find. They even made the occasional forays onto land in their search for food. In my version, however, tales of them attacking cattle are exaggerations. The Wallowa crustaceans were, in truth, docile animals that would occasionally approach cattle out of curiosity- or perhaps to get at that tasty nutrient-filled manure that the cows conveniently left all around the lake shore.

There was someone on twitter after the matinee yesterday who @ ed Ben Platt and tried to guilt him for not stagedooring. Like that makes me so mad. He was clearly so so exhausted and he still has more shows this week. He does physical therapy between shows on two show days. Plus! No one is obligated to come to the stagedoor. That would be like if I left the restaurant I work at and everyone I served that night lined up to ask me for selfies and my signature. I would tell them to buzz off. Like. Just be a decent person. Please see the people around you and especially people you admire as PEOPLE who maybe want to go home after work or maybe have a quiet lunch before they have to sob on stage in front of hundreds of people again.

Like going to live sports games? big stadiums, big crowds?

next time you’re there, just before the end of the game/match, look up and see if the gulls are circulating the stadium, because according to city gull research, they seem to know when all the scraps of burger buns and chips/fries are up for scavenging, when the crowds have gone.

I used to plough new fields on the farm, and when I started, there were no gulls, I’ve looked, I’ve studies the skies, the horizons, the trees, the other fields,every day I ploughed, I NEVER did see any gulls. BUT….After starting up the tractor and leaving it to tick over for five minutes ( that what farmers do, warm up the hardware) they start to arrive from nowhere, and by the time I’m on the first row, there’s hundreds of them.

smart fucking birdos

anonymous asked:

If they had wanted a private holiday, they wouldn't have gone to Portofino and you wouldn't be watching more than 200 pictures of them taken by paparazzis. They definitely wanted to be seen, not that way I guess, but be seen together. I don't think I'd be able to understand this trip at all because, as altaircolin says, there were hundreds of better ways. There was no need for all this mess and none of them seem to be thinking clearly.

Originally posted by lifetimetv

I find it absolutely appalling the way we’ve all learnt to ignore homeless people. I do it too. Every day I see people begging on the streets and in the train and most people just refusing to answer them or even look at them. Imagine talking to hundreds of people every day and 90% of them pretending you don’t even exist. And of the ones that do, half the time they’re abusing you for having the audacity to bother them. I understand not everyone can afford a donation but at least have the decency and compassion to look someone in the face as a fellow human being and say “Sorry, I can’t help you today.” These people are literally begging us for help and we respond with embarassment, scorn and disgust. We should be ashamed of ourselves.

Seven Hundred Deadly Sins

Sa’īd b. Jubayr – Allāh have mercy on him – reports that a man once asked Ibn ‘Abbās – Allāh be pleased with them:

“How many kabā`ir (major, deadly sins) are there? Seven?” He replied:

“They are closer to seven hundred than seven; except a major sin does not remain so if one (truly) seeks forgiveness [from Allāh], and a lesser sin does not remain so if one insists on continuously doing it (i.e. it becomes a major sin).”

— Al-Tabarī, Al-Tafsīr (9207)

anonymous asked:

Something you posted got flagged as inappropriate!!

A lot of stuff probably has, it’s because of tumblr’s dumb new safe mode feature :/ I answered another ask about it not too long ago here, I linked a petition to get rid of it too!

Unfortunately I don’t think there’s much that I can do about it?? Apparently you can email tumblr to contest it and have them un-flag it, but like…..idk if it would even do anything, the last time I tried that when they wrongfully flagged one of my squishy videos they never answered me at all, plus apparently it automatically flags any post with a link in the caption, and I’ve got 9,294 posts so hundreds if not thousands of them might be flagged now since a lot of the people I reblog from put source links in the captions ( •᷄ὤ•᷅)

Apparently @staff said they acknowledge that it’s gone too far though…..so hopefully that means they’ll be getting rid of it soon….HOPEFULLY….

louisa may alcott, w. h. auden, jane austen, james baldwin, charlotte brontë, lord byron, truman capote, willa cather, emily dickinson, e. m. forster, langston hughes, christopher isherwood, henry james, federico garcía lorca, christopher marlowe, herman melville, edna st. vincent millay, wilfred owen, marcel proust, mary renault, arthur rimbaud, siegfried sassoon, william shakespeare, gertrude stein, alfred lord tennyson, henry david thoreau, walt whitman, oscar wilde, tennessee williams, virginia woolf

what do all these beloved classic authors have in common? that’s right. none of them were straight. not a one. every single author on this list experienced same-gender romantic attraction during their lives. literary tradition is a hundred times more queer than what your high school english class would ever let you know

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Recently, I came across a post warning against storing your herbs in glass jars. “They will mold,” it claimed. I reblogged it, with my owns comments on the subject, explaining to others that simply is not the case.

If you have done the homework on the plants you are gathering, learned how each plant needs to be dried, and followed the proper steps, storing your herbs in glass jars will not make them mold. 

*Herbs in the store can be purchased in glass jars.* 

*Herbs have been stored in glass jars for hundreds of years.*

This is a small sample of my larder, all my herbs are carefully air-dried, and stored in glass jars. (Some are in plastic bags, as I ran out of jars!) None have ever molded.

My point is, don’t believe every post you come across, but read up on the subject, and educate yourself well. It’s disappointing to see misinformation being passed around as fact, when in truth, it is not. 

  • Some leaves and flowers will need to be air-dried for 3-5 days.
  • Some leaves and plants need to be dried for 7-14 days.
  • Some flowers, (like lilacs) along with any member of the pine/evergreen family will require 3 weeks or more to dry.
  • Some plants with stems attached may need to be dried for 14-21 days, maybe even longer.
  • Air-drying maintains the colour, as well as essential oils/benefits of the plants the best, where oven drying can reduce them, and turns the plants brown.
  • Oven dry fruits like berries, at a very low setting (150°C-200°C) for anywhere from 2-4 hours, checking in between to see if they have completely dried yet. Since oven temps vary, you may have to tweek your drying times.

Do extensive reading on plants and drying/storing. You’ll have a far more rewarding and successful results!

yknow what. it’s in the am hours. ive had at least 2 alcoholic beverages tonighit. and i have decided that once im out of tech school im gonna get a degree in ye olde literature just so i can write a groundbreaking paper about how cu chulainn (the actual myth one not the anime one) is a fucking trans icon. my guy is incredibly trans. lets just take a good look at the facts here folks

-these stories were written down by monks with an obviously christian agenda they edited the story to adhere to, in some parts more obviously so than others. considering the roman catholic hatred of trans people at the time, it would not be unreasonable to assume that if cu chulainn was in fact trans in the originals that were being written down said monks would attempt to cover that up by making him cis.

-dude changed his name which is a very trans™ thing 2 do obviously

-the whole thing with the curse and how he was the only one ready to throw the fuck down while all the other men were in bed with the pains of birth like this is such a classic example of using gendered language in magic shenanigans to ur advantage

-often described as being small & beardless “this is supposed to show he’s young” but is it really??? it’s not uncommon for masculine women to be mistaken for young men and him being both notably small and unable to grow a beard is brought up several times in text. either way it’s not like being young and being trans are mutually exclusive. really makes you think.

-alright here’s the big kicker that really says Cu Chulainn Is Trans 2 me in big shiny letters: he had to prove himself as Really Being That Tough over & over again to a frankly ridiculous degree. multiple times (at least 2 in the tain bo cuailnge that i can remember rn) there’s some enemy fuck who knows god damn well the one in front of them is cu mother fucking chulainn who has been absolutely obliterating his enemies by the hundreds but the moment they see him & notice he’s beardless (again, this is usually interpreted as meaning he’s young but that doesn’t necessarily have to be the case) they’re like “nah I’m not fighting that get me a real enemy” and cu has to put on a fake beard to convince them he really is A Big Tough Dude Who Can Kick Your Ass. another time in the tain cu used his sick sword skills to make a fool of someone who was mocking him and the fucking idiot didn’t stop even after cu literally shaved the guys head clear & cut off his clothes with a sword. there’s one story (called bricriu’s feast) of a competition where cu easily beat everyone by a wide margin in everything they compete in but none of the other contestants wanted to accept the result so they kept bringing in other judges trying to get someone other than cu to be declared winner. 

there’s this really weird refusal of people in the ulster cycle to accept that cu chulainn is as good at things as he is (specifically things considered masculine like fighting) and idk about all yall but that really fucking screams good old fashioned transphobia to me lads. like trans folks are still dealing with this shit in modern day with athletes not being allowed to compete with their own fucking gender bc it ~wouldnt be fair~ or other such nonsense. this fuck shit with ppl absolutely refusing to acknowledge cu as possibly being good at Man Things is incredibly Trans Relatable™.

-ALSO i just remembered this but there’s also at least one and i’m pretty sure more than one time where cu talks to people who are like “yea we’re trying to hunt down cu chulainn” and they don’t realise he is in fact that very same cu chulainn or are even remotely suspicious of him which would make a lot more sense if they mistook him for a woman

in conclusion: hes trans

I got revenge on my neighbor, and he still has no idea I even did anything to him.

My neighbor from a couple of doors down and I had a long running feud. It all started when his dog came in to my backyard, and my dog attacked it. I was nearby, and able to call my dog off before it got serious, but the other dog had a couple of bite wounds.

The neighbor wanted me to pay the vet bill. When he threatened me with a lawsuit, I offered to pay half, even though I owed him nothing; it was his dog that was off the leash and in my yard, after all. He declined the offer, took me to small claims court, and lost. The trial lasted all of 3 minutes when the judge found in my favor.

That set in to motion him starting to fuck with me on a regular basis. My garbage cans would get knocked over every trash day. He would honk his horn and flip me off if he drove by my house. He tried to get my 10 year old son arrested for riding another neighbors mini bike (never called the cops on their kids, just mine.) It was all stupid petty crap. But it was a lot of stupid petty crap, and we were growing frustrated and mildly concerned what he might do.

We eventually grew tired of it, and filed a restraining order against him. We dropped the legal case against him when we recieved a letter from his lawyer stating that he would refrain from any sort of contact with any of my family for a period of 2 years. Things settled down at that point.

But I was not yet satisfied. I had been staying on the high road through all of this, not responding to any of his bullshittery in any way. I had a desire to get revenge, but never acted on it. Then one day, I hatched my plan of evil genius.

I was in the hardware store and I noticed some Japanese Beetle traps. These traps are just a plastic bag with a scent pack; the beetles are drawn to the scent, fall in the bag, and can’t get out. They also sold refill packages of the scent packs only, 4 per package.

My neighbor has a very large rose garden in his front lawn. It is his pride and joy.

Japanese beetles love roses.

So I bought 4 packages of the refill packs. The scent pack is a waxy substance in a shallow plastic cup. I put the packs in the freezer overnight, to allow me to pull the wax out easily.

The next morning, I woke up at 3am. I popped the wax squares out of their cups, and put them in a baggie. Then I crept over to my neighbors house and spread the wax squares in the mulch under his rose garden, covering them from view with a bit of the hardwood mulch.

That day was a hot one. By 11am it was north of 90 degrees F. I figured the wax had probably melted in to the dark mulch. Also by 11AM, the Japanese beetles were starting to arrive at my neighbors roses. I went on a bike ride later in the evening, and could see a small swarm of them attacking the roses. My neighbor had not yet noticed what was happening.

By noon the next day, there was a freaking cloud of them. There had to be hundreds, if not thousands. My neighbor noticed. That afternoon, I could see him spraying them and spreading Sevin powder and waving his arms in the air in frustration.

By the third day, there were thousands of the beetles, if not tens of thousands. They were everywhere in his front lawn and wreaking havoc on his roses.

By the end 4th day, there was nothing left of his rose garden, other than a few tattered leaves and the thorny stalks.

Those damned scent packs must have drawn every Japanese beetle in for miles around. I had never seen so many in a single place.

And that was it. The deed was done, and I was satisfied and laughing…quietly to myself, but laughing and laughing. And I never told a soul what I did, not even my wife.

This was a few years ago, and his rose garden is fully recovered now. And it will stay beautiful so long as he keeps being a quiet neighbor.

“Please stop screaming, shishou, I’ve got us.”

my patrons got to suggest what fandom i’d draw for next and then vote on all of the suggested fandoms, and mob psycho 100 won! if you want to help decide what i draw, consider supporting me on patreon!

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I did that speculative junk what I love to Steven Universe. Basically, gems look like semi-transparent hologram dolls with visible energy lines (sorta their nervous system?) and homeworld gems have almost robotic looking bodies designed for pure function and/or an alien aesthetic appeal. The Crystal Gems assumed humanoid forms a few hundred years ago so that they are less terrifying to humans. Steven has the glowy glowy nerves too, but his opaque meat body normally hides them.

apink are having their comeback on june 26th, and nine muses are having their comeback on june 19th. while both are older generation groups, nine muses have failed to have much success in the past and apink’s last comeback didn’t do as well as their previous releases. with kara, wonder girls, 4minute, spica, rainbow, 2ne1, and sistar all disbanding, it’s very important that you support these releases so that they aren’t at risk for doing the same.

please buy their albums either digitally or physically, vote for them on music shows, stream their music, and watch their mvs on youtube!!!! these all contribute to their success at varying levels, with the best being purchasing their music. if you truly cannot afford to, spreading the word about them via social media and creating content for these comebacks are other good ways to do so.

it’s important that these groups are doing well past their comebacks as well because the reason kpop groups are able to promote is because they have people investing in them. if investors see that the group/groups they’re supporting aren’t doing well, they tend to cease funding for them forcing the group to disband.

 it’s really sad that so many boy groups are able to keep promoting because they are perceived as having longevity in comparison to girl groups. whenever an older gen. girl group disbands i see HUNDREDS of posts saying that it’s unfair and that it shouldn’t have happened, but saying stuff like that without actually supporting said group is empty and transparent and i’m tired of hearing it.

if you really want older generation girl groups to have longevity, support them instead of pretending to care about them!

shjt u h how do you edit out edgy text you absolutely regret putting in your picture when its kind of embedded into a background that took you like half an hour to get exactly right and that you can probably never replicate?? asking for a friend

Grasping the Obvious

Bucky Barnes was in love, and it seems that everyone figured it out but you. 

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Fluff, tiny segment of angst. 
Author’s Note: Don’t you love fluff? I do. After writing angst for three days straight I could use a little fluff. Enjoy! This is 3000 words long! 

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