I’m excited to say that I finally opened an Etsy shop! You can find some of the original inktober pieces in there (like this little robin) and later this week I also will be adding some prints! You can take a look at it here if you’d like ❤
logos for schoolwork…. that’s also stealth mchanzo, let’s be real
my project is basically to produce a LOT of restaurant graphics/material, for two imaginary restaurants and i’ve been having bad motivation for schoolwork lately so in order to make myself invested in this project I made it an AU in my head. It’s working pretty alright :b
Jesse’s is a Mexican American steakhouse, started by Gabe who renamed it after Jesse when he was born/adopted, couple o decades later Jesse decides to take the helm as head chef :b family resto with a lot of history and the tenderest steaks around.
But then the Shimada brothers open up shop, like, across the street, boasting the richest spiciest ramen. New kids on the block, first ever venture, but it makes it big. And though their main target crowds are different, well, all those rave reviews make Jesse nervous :b so he gets curious about head chef Hanzo Shimada.
(genji won out on making the logo dragon green, though, but hehe most of the resto colors are blue)
tl;dr they do the thing where they sneak into the others restos and spy and scope out their techniques and flavors, rivals to lovers, u can imagine the rest, heck yeah
About grocery stores opening on Sundays/Christmas Eve
So, for the past couple of weeks people in Germany have been discussing shop opening hours on Sundays and especially this year on Christmas Eve (which happens to be a Sunday).
Situation in Germany is the following: Grocery stores and retail in general are closed on Sundays. There are exceptions but that’s the rule. Also, for Germans (idk if all of them but a lot of them) Christmas Eve is important. That’s when people celebrate with their families. (25th and 26th as well but the main thing for us at least, happens on the 24th).
Now, legally, shops as in grocery stores are allowed to open on Christmas Eve when it’s on a Sunday. A lot of shop owners and grocery chains have decided NOT to open on Christmas Eve and let their employees have a day off instead. And here come the people who complain about that. And let me tell you, I hate those people. With a burning passion. Let me explain why grocery stores opening on a Sunday is shit in general and Chrismas Eve in particular.
So here are some of the arguments those people come up with:
1) “People in hospitals, retirement homes and restaurants also have to work on Sundays! What’s the problem?”
Okay, listen up. For some professions it’s impossible not to work on Sunday. You can’t just leave sick people or the elderly alone for a day. You can’t even compare the two! For fuck’s sake you can buy groceries on Saturday, grandma who’s suffering from dementia can’t just be left alone on Sundays.
Now, it’s true that in restaurants, cinemas and service stations people work on Sundays, too. And yes, that’s debatable. Why do some people have to work to entertain others on their day off? Some industries rely on people to have free time to survive. Cinemas surely can’t be open weekdays from 9-5. Who goes to see a movie during those hours?
But for one thing, a lot (!) of restaurants are closed around Christmas. For another… enough people have to work on weekends and times that aren’t beneficial to their personal lives. Do we have to make it worse? And what even is this? “There are people working on Sundays, more people should work on Sundays because I want to go shopping on Sundays, too!” Well, go fuck yourself, entitled dickhead. Fuck other people’s lives because you can’t be arsed to do your shopping during the 6 days a week and 12 hours a shop is open.
2) “Some people want to work on Sundays (because they’re not religious or whatever)!
Great, good for you. Let me explain you a thing. What having to work irregular shifts or working on 7 days a week does to people. The weekend or Sundays in particular have been and still are (for the most part) an institution trade unions have fought for. The majority of people still work traditional working hours. Imagine a family. Imagine them with irregular working hours. Dad’s day off is Wednesday, Mom’s day off is Sunday. It doesn’t matter if your day off is a Sunday or Wednesday, right? Now, problem is: When exactly are they supposed to spend time together when everyone’s got their day off on a different day? Working on Sundays isn’t a problem because you’ve got another day off instead, right? No. That’s not how it works. Free time isn’t free time. Some "free time” is worth more.
Another scenario. Most people working in retail and grocery stores are women. Dramatically underpaid, working hours already irregular enough. Now add Sundays, so some entitled assholes can go shopping. An example. What are single mothers supposed to do now? How many kindergartens open on Sundays again? Hey! We could change their hours, too! So kindergarten teachers can work on Sundays as well! That’s gonna solve the problem, right? Fuck off.
And if you really want to work on Sundays… there are enough industries working on Sundays. Maybe go find a job there then.
3) Grocery stores in other countries open on Sundays what are you whining about?
Trade unions are strong in Germany. Worker’s rights are a thing in Germany. And that’s done a whole lot of good for us. I know for some people it doesn’t feel like it. But please compare our situation with countries with less powerful trade unions and then we can talk.
4) “Shop owners should be allowed to decide for themselves when to open their shop.”
Ah yes, neo-liberalism. Let people with power decide over the lives of underpaid workers without any limits. Yes, that’s good. Other countries do that, let’s do that to Germany, too. It’s not shit enough here already. Workers rights, who needs that?
5) “What if i forgot to buy something and need to go buy it but it’s Sunday?”
Oh noes, how will you survive? Sundays happen every week. Christmas Eve is on the same fucking day every year. Retail workers are not responsible for your shitty planning abilities.
6) “You gotta keep up with times, shops have to compete with online shops so they have to open on Sundays!”
Good luck trying to buy something from amazon on a Sunday and having it delivered on… you know. Sunday. Not even people at amazon work on Sundays. No one delivers on Sundays. What are you even talking about? Also, whose fault is it retail is forced to compete with amazon & co? Oh right! Customers! If customers weren’t such egoistical douchebags who think everything and everyone has to cater to their needs people in retail could work much more humane hours. But you know…
7) “Shops have to open on Sundays so people who work long hours can do their shopping!”
Grocery stores are open for at least 12hours a day. You wanna tell me you work 12hours a day / 6 days a week? Really? You really want to tell me you couldn’t do the shopping then? What the fuck is wrong with you?
And now it’s not just Sunday it’s Christmas Eve. Can’t you just let people have one fucking Christmas Eve without having to work? I hate you, entitled little shits.
Okay so we all know this scene: it’s the first instance in the HP movies where we see my main men The Weasley Twins, right? And Molly gets muddled up between who’s Fred and who’s George, even though she’s their mother. I’ve had a shower thought, that I think she really did know who was who all along. Hear me out….
Molly, as we know from everything ever, is such a devoted and caring mother. Yeah she has what can only be described as an absolute clusterfuck of children, plus Harry and Hermione who practically live there, but she loves them all. It’s a common theory that because of there being so many darned children that she just gets confused between which one is Fred and which one is George, but they’re her children, and they’re 13 in this scene since it’s their third year. I’m telling you she knows.
In the end, when she tells Fred to go first and he denies that he’s Fred, she technically got it right in the end since it really was Fred, but still doubted herself when she apologizes and corrects herself by calling him George. She’s been their mother for thirteen years, and they’re born on April Fools Day nonetheless. She’s dealt with their shit for that long, of course she knows they’re playing a trick, she’d be so suspicious of them 24/7 by now from how many jokes they pull on the daily. I think that she goes along with the jokes and pranks because she knows how much they love pulling them.
I feel like this scene is just one example where she’s encouraging them in doing what they enjoy most, since that’s what mothers do. And of course every other Weasley child (no less every other Hogwarts child) must give them so much shit for all the pranks and jokes, but she knows how much enjoyment the twins get out of them, so she encourages them in little ways like this.
Like, she knew who Fred was straight off the bat, not having to look back and forth between them or having to guess, she just straight up goes “Fred, you next”. I’m telling you she knew.
Of course later down the track she’s kicking herself for this since they now want to drop out of school and open a joke shop, but nonetheless I feel like her encouragement throughout their childhood was definitely a big factor in them having such a passion for elaborative jokes and pranks.
That’s just my take on the whole thing, and just another thing to add to the list of why we love Molly Weasley: because she’s supportive as heck.
Hello~ I’ve been real busy last komiket, and I just want to thank everyone who trusted me with their commissions! Ahh I hope it’s worth your money ><
But anyway, here’s a soft Aizawa piece for Inktober!
I plan to include this when I re-open my shop, hope someone would take good care of it T_T
Pairing: Florist!Steve x Reader x Biker!Bucky Summary: The morning was looking to be a seemingly normal one at Brooklyn Blooms but a change in delivery makes for an interesting Friday. A/N: Okay so this is based off an ask here. This is written in collaboration with @writemarvelousthings, it may be posted on my page but it is just as much her fic as it is mine. I’m so so excited for this series. Please come let us know what you think, we’d love to hear from you. Word count : 1,158
The purple door of Brooklyn Blooms stood out amongst the brownstones, like a colourful shell lying on the dull sands of a beach. It had been Steve’s idea to paint it, no longer wanting the flaking grey paint to reflect the sombre mood of the florist and with that first stroke of purple paint you saw Steve’s smile return.You had met Steve as a young apprentice fresh out of floristry school, his mother taking you under her wing in her cosy Brooklyn shop.
You remember first walking into the shop. Every nook and cranny was covered in plants and flowers of all kinds, the air light with mingling scents. Mostly, you remembered the sheer joy that surrounded the florist, people milling about buying little bouquets of happiness for others and once you had met Sarah and her son Steve the atmosphere made even more sense. Steve and you quickly bonded, becoming friends soon after. So, when his mother got sick Steve didn’t hesitate to ask you to move in with them into the apartment above the shop.