SELFIE TAG THINGY ! Hello, an anon wanted to see my face yeah. I’m the middle picture btw, i found the other two guy pics on google idk who they are :///// WHO TO TAG. YOU SEE, THE MORE PEOPLE I TAG THE MORE PEOPLE WILL SEE THIS WHICH IS A BIG NO NO.
Yeah okay so last night I dreamed that @theadventurezone heroes’ distant relatives met at fantasy costco and formed a sick ass party. So uh. meet Tamale Taaco, Boudicca Burnsides and Harley Highchurch. A bunch of cool gals doing cool fantasy shit. uh…. bye.
Feyre, you have to go, it’s Halloween,” Mor pleads with me from where she is
perched on my bed.
I swivels in
my chair. I was sitting at my desk, my latest project –which was giving me
hell— was sitting atop it.
assignment was to create a life like version of an iconic character, villain,
or Halloween monster.
know I would love to go with you, but I need to finish my project. Plus, I
don’t have a costume,” I admit, to her, I tap the end of my graphite pencil on
the sketchpad next to my blank canvas. I hadn’t even begun to paint, and dozens
of pieces of paper littered the floor around my desk. The assignment was due on
Tuesday. Three days, that’s all I had now, and there was nothing on my canvas.
I look over
to where Mor was sitting on my bed. Her makeup was already done. This year she
was going as Tinkerbell and Peter pan with Azriel. Her golden hair was thrown
up into an expertly slicked back bun. Sparkles adorned her cheeks and her eyes
were done up in golds and soft shades of green.
We had both
gotten grumbles from Azriel about wearing tights. Tights, and the fact that he actually had to
wear a color other than black for once in his life. The only reason he had shut
up about it was because of the fact that Mor had told him that she would take
it all off for him after the party.
“Come on Feyre, Rhys will be there, and you can wear my
costume from last year, you’ll look so good in it. Please?” She dragged out the
word as she clasped her hands together just below her chin.
Her lips were pulled into a pout, and I swear she was giving
me puppy dog eyes.
My teeth clench together. I had tried not to think about Rhys
or our fateful meeting of me beating him with a shoe. He was still in town, and
ended up taking up the spare room in Cassian and Azriel’s house as a more
permanent residence for the time being.
I had narrowly avoided him while he was staying here, but
since he moved out I hadn’t see him. I would never admit this out loud, but
some nights I would wake up with those damned eyes and his tattoos lingering
behind me eyelids.
Damn his sexy tattoos.
And then of course there was the time I had walked in on him
in the bathroom. In my defense, I thought he was Mor. We shared a bathroom so
we were always walking in on each other.
But one day, I was dying with a headache and needed to get
into medicine cabinet for Advil before it turned into a migraine. I walked
right in on Rhys.
The water had just been shut off when I was trying to find
it—I had heard curtain being pulled back as I grabbed the bottle and poured a
few into my hand.
“Sorry Mor, I was just–” my sentence was cut short then,
because Rhys was the one in the shower, not Mor.
He had had a towel slung low on his hips, water still
glistening on his sculpted chest and abdominals.
Good god, it was in that moment that I had decided I found
tattoos incredibly attractive. Swirls of dark color covered his chest and
shoulders, then faded out in tendrils of ink down his arms.
He had smiled at me with a wicked grin.
“You could have told me you were going to join me in the
shower, Feyre darling,” he had purred at me.
The lair was still irritated; that was
obvious. It had definitely slowed down, but… A clear tension in the air remained even now. Not that Denny had really helped the situation;
honestly, he’d antagonized it quite a bit in his own right– and that
wasn’t even mentioning that he’d started the feud to begin with.
things considered, it’d been pretty lenient when he totally demolished a
perfectly good bathroom… But apparently it wasn’t going to do that
twice. Especially since this time was definitely on purpose.
This might be a bit long, needed to vent my anger for this particular table and I’m on mobile so idk how this will look but yeah.
Okay so basically last night I had a table for 10 not to bad you might think but no. You’re wrong.
Ok so firstly they arrive at the table and I’m just checking they are happy with the set up etc but no apparently they decided to add another table for 2 to their already extremely long table. I don’t know.
Then, I wasn’t the waitress dealing with them but my coworker took their order food and drink and then she finished so I took it over. Looks like everything is okay but one person didn’t get their food. ‘I’m just waiting on a salmon’ instantly I’m like fuck if this waitress hasn’t put this on their order I’m screwed. Yup she didn’t. I informed the lady that our salmon takes around 15/20 minutes and that if she wanted to eat with her friends I could get a burger or sandwich to her in less than 5 minutes blah blah blah apologise, whatever.
'No that’s fine I still want my salmon, but I’m not going to be paying for it and you’re not going to be adding it to the bill.’
I was so shocked I literally had no words. I just smiled and said I would speak to my manager/supervisor who OF COURSE took it off their bill.
So she gets her salmon, which by the way comes with potatoes and she reminds me it’s the salmon with the potatoes like 5 times I’m like duh bitch which one we have 3. She ate one single potato.
Then comes time for the bill, total bill is £302.35 with an automatic 12.5% service charge ( for parties of 6 or more ) which is shared between waitresses, bar and kitchen. 'Excuse me can you do this bill with no service charge’ which was around £40 btw. Sure manager took it off no problem.
Some are cash some are card ( btw they are all splitting by what they had but trying to work it out between themselves so was obviously going to be a disaster from the start) so I’m putting all the payments in the till and they have given me £11 less than their bill was. Luckily I stopped them at the door and asked for the rest of the money to pay off and they ran back to the table took my tip off the table which was like £3 idk then tried to scramble around for the rest of the money. Ugh.
Alright so after seeing Suicide Squad tonight and seeing the absolute and let’s be honest true to form shit storm tumblr produced I have a few things I gotta say. Joker and Harley. Let’s just take a minute to have this talk, okay? Now before you start violently smashing keys on your computer here’s a little background info. When I first got into Batman it was through the animated series. That’s where I fell in love with the Bat and Gotham city. It also just so happens to be where Harley Quinn originated. There weren’t many female characters in the animated series and I fell in love with Harley. I connected with something about her. Fucked up? Yeah I’m aware, but I don’t really give a shit. From there I started reading the comics, watching the movies, all the glorious DC verse junk I could get my hands on. Now being a big Harley fan i got the Joker as well, kinda a package deal ya know? When I was in middle school I loved them. I was all about that #madlove. And then I grew out of it, and realized what it was, and then I spent two years in an abusive relationship. Fucking fun times. But honestly my love for Harley never truly went away. I picked back up the comics and to my utter joy Harley grew and left the Joker. It was fucking awesome. Harley without the Joker is no less Harley, it’s ten times fucking better. (Not to mention I could write an essay about home much I love Harley and Ivy. But that’s not the point.) Anyway I can understand that Harley and Mr. J had a fucked up abusive relationship. Nowhere near “relationship goals” or any bullshit like that. There was no excuse for how he treated her. I didn’t like that he abused her, but I am smart enough to realize they are both fucking fictional characters. They exist as villains, and psychopaths so it makes sense character and story wise for them to have a fucked up relationship was well. You know what’s cool though? Since they are just characters in a comic I can like them or hell even ship them if I wanted without promoting or encouraging abusive relationships. Just because I enjoy reading two characters together who have a relationship that fits within their characters and stories doesn’t mean I think a relationship like their’s is okay. That is just not what it means at all. You know what else is neat? Each time a new reimagined movie comes out it doesn’t have to fit with the comic books or original plots. Reimagined. Last time I check the Nolanverse movies didn’t match up with the comics, so why should Suicide Squad. They have the right to reimagine the characters and relationships they have for the movie. Let me say it again reimagined. Honestly I enjoyed Harley and the Jokers relationship in Suicide Squad. Sure it wasn’t without its flaws but it was nowhere near what I pictured when I thought of Harley and her puddin. You know what else is cool? Letting people like whatever the fuck they want. Without coming in and telling them how disgusting or wrong they are for liking that thing. Just fucking let people be. If people enjoyed the new relationship good for them. If people didn’t good for them too. But that doesn’t mean you need to go shitting all over other people’s thoughts and feelings and opinions. Okay? If you don’t agree that’s fine, but don’t be a dick about it. Just leave people alone. From what I’ve seen all the people talking about the new HarleyxJoker relationship in Suicide Squad understand that yeah it’s not awesome, they are fucking psychopaths, and villains. They get it. No need to remind them. And one last thing. Yes in some verses Joker is constantly physically abusive, even going so far as to push dear Harls out a window. But guess what? Not in Suicide Squad. So stop trying to use that as your defense or reasoning.
not trying to start any fights, im legit asking why shouldn't people be drawing mae as white and/or skinny? is there indisputable evidence in the game against that or..?
!! Well the white part is really just an interpretation thing (like I said in the tags, since I’m assuming that’s the post you’re referring to~) but like. it always seems that White is people’s default when making a human form of a nonhuman character and it’s just??? Boring??? And like Mae’s in-game character is a very dark blue (which I know is really fur and not her skin but still that’s what we see of her) so it just makes sense to my mind that she would have darker skin as a human? But again, I’m admitting it is a personal choice thing because to my knowledge the game never says anything about skin color (since she’s, yanno, a cat in a world full of animal-people).
HOWEVER, the game does state in a few places that Mae is NOT a swizzle stick: - When she’s looking at herself in the mirror before going out to the party, there’s the option for her to talk about how her shirt “accentuates [her] roundness” in a less-than-positive tone, and then goes on to talk about needing to stop eating everything she sees and wanting to start eating healthier & work out more, or conversely trying to be more body-positive about being round. - Also, one of the times when you have the option to look at the family portrait in the hallway, she talks about how she’s grown “A little bit taller… A regular bit wider” and how her Granddad called her “sturdy.” (I also feel like there might have been something else that I can’t remember right now?? But the biggest ones are the ones I already said) So, I mean, tbh all of that put together really points to her not being skinny lol~ And plus–there’s a million bazillion skinny characters out there???? So if the game hints that she’s got some chub then I say let our smol sturdy girl have some chub~!!!!
And thank you for asking so nicely~ :3c Hope this answered your questions~!