kirschteinvevo:

anon hate is like the weakest thing ever. imagine anon hate in real life. imagine a stranger running up to you with a bag over their head and screaming at you. imagine that. thats anon hate.

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#tumblr #funny #anon #anonymous

captainstevebarnes:

The difference between Loki and Bucky are this. Loki thinks himself a Victim while he is in fact the villain. Bucky thinks himself a villain when in fact he is a victim.

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#loki #bucky barnes #winter soldier
The first thing I noticed on my first day on the job is that in retail no one sits. Ever. It didn’t matter if it was at the beginning of my shift, if the store was empty, or if my knees, back, and feet ached from hours of standing. Park your behind while on the clock, went the unspoken rule, and you might find it on a park bench scanning the want-ads for a new job. Another quick observation: Working in retail takes more skill than just selling stuff. Besides the mindless tasks one expects—folding, stacking, sorting, fetching things for customers—I frequently had to tackle a series of housekeeping chores that Stretch never mentioned in our welcome-aboard chat. Performed during the late shift, those chores usually meant I’d have to stay well past the scheduled 9 p.m. quitting time. Mop the floors in the bathroom, replace the toilet paper and scrub the toilets if necessary. Vacuum. Empty the garbage. Wipe down the glass front doors, every night, even if they don’t really need it. It was all part of the job, done after your shift has ended but without overtime pay.

My Life as a Retail Worker: Nasty, Brutish, and Poor (via azspot)

It’s the fine print that comes with jobs like this that often make them burdens. Ballooning expectations for as minimal pay as possible.

(via invisiblelad)

Everyone should work retail, a retail Christmas preferably, once in their lives. It makes you a better customer.

(via mommapolitico)

^^^^ At least once in their lifetime. $1 tax credit for life with proof of compliance.

(via bilt2tumble)

Retail can be fucking brutal physically and mentally.  But because it never, ever lets up, I eventually got so used to it that I didn’t fully realize just how much of a toll my retail job had taken on me until I had to quit and suddenly I just felt SO MUCH BETTER ALL OF THE TIME.

(via slipstreamborne)

   
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#Retail #ugh

roachpatrol:

iprayforangels:

I FIGURED IT OUT!!!!!

It’s all in the way that girl/boys shirts are made.

Girls shirts have less armpit room then boy’s do and are generally shorter so pulling it off over your head is more practical because by lifting your arms all the way up you make enough room for the sleeves to just slip off.

Boys shirts have more room and are generally longer so it is easy to slip them off over your head.

but if you take a girls shirt off like a boys shirt you will get your arms caught because there isn’t much armpit space.

and if you take a boys shirt off like a girls shit you will still have your head in it when you’ve lifted your arms all the way up because of the shirt’s length.

It has nothing to do with us. It is entirely to do with how our shirts are made. I figured it out for you. YOU’RE WELCOME!

shirt science!

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#Clothes #shirt

keeperofthehens:

raygender:

mysteriousmartianrock:

portmanteaurian:

raygender:

smallbutverydangerous:

a-little-bi-furious:

raygender:

can we please make the idea of steve still having the disabilities he had pre-serum as popular as the idea of him being bi

pretty please

Canon bi disabled Steve? I’m on board.

What disabilities did he have?

based on the info here and here he had asthma, frequent joint dislocations, heart palpitations, “nervous trouble” whatever that means, as well as “easy fatiguability”

and - while the serum clearly made him taller and stronger it doesnt necessarily have to have completely cured any of those things

maybe it takes a little more to trigger some of them or whatever but no reason why his disabilities cant still be there

nervous trouble sounds like a euphemism for an anxiety condition to me

and i’m very here for this

it sounds like he might’ve had something like a hypermobility syndrome, plus an anxiety disorder (heart palpitations plus “nervous trouble” sounds like panic disorder or GAD with panic attacks to me).

i’m on board with this, though. 

yes good (and i forgot to put it in my comment but it also says he has “chronic or frequent colds” - possibly a separate thing, or b/c stress can lower your immune system and make it easier to get sick)

Also, with the frequent colds, asthma tends to correlate with people having bad immune systems. Having any illness like the cold or the flu is pretty serious if you have asthma because it restricts breathing. The flu can very very easily turn into having pneumonia.

Which is very serious if someone has asthma with it. In fact people with asthma tend to get pneumonia a lot. 

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#steve rogers #captain america

biyuti:

frank-e-shadow-tongue:

transfrequency:

The Stonewall Riots were started by trans PoC, and making a movie about it, directed by a cis white guy, and starring a cis white guy. is probably one of the biggest slaps in the face to the trans community to date. Transwomen of color started the riots, and were swept under the rug as drag queens by the cis gay community. Making the movie with white cis male actors is disgusting and transphobic as hell.

ok, but what exactly is it being done here when you make this statement but don’t say the words racist and transmisogynist?

i’ve also been annoyed at this once already

but i’m also stuck on the ‘drag queens’ part

because, while a lot of today’s white dq’s are soulless replicants of the past,

it is important that Sylvia Rivera (and I think Marsha P. Johnson) were okay with IDing as ‘transvestites’ and/or ‘drag queens’

it doesn’t change the reality of who they are and what they were and what they’ve done for the world

but acting like how they ID’d and conceived of themselves is wholly due to white cis gays entirely removes their agency and flattens the complexity of iaopoc gender/sexuality in the same way (by reducing who they are to only their gender)

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#stonewall #important

keeperofthehens:

raygender:

deducecanoe:

bunnywith:

canadian-asian:

The Red Fox Shiba Inu

WAIT YOU MEAN IT’S NOT?

IT’S NOT WEARING SOCKS

Wait. Is it a fix or a dog?

i think it’s a breed of fox that looks like a dog

a specific breed of shiba inu i guess

No it’s definitely a dog through and through.

Looks either like photoshop or someone gave their shiba inu (a breed of dog, there are no breeds of shibas) a pretty fantastic dye job!

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#cute #adorable #dog

livesandliesofwizards:

The Great Hall is repaired first. It must be first, because here is the damage the worst. Even a first year mediwitch will tell you that you must repair the heart before you can go on to do the rest. Here, where the dead were laid to rest, the witches and wizards who are left standing raise their wands towards the cracked and darkened ceiling to make it shine with stars once more. There, Filch scrubs blood off the stone tiles. And over there house elves carefully sand down the brand new benches, ever watchful for even the tiniest splinter that might cause a careless student harm.

Next come the common rooms, because there must be safe spaces - even when Hogwarts, and the world, are crumbling around you you must have somewhere to retreat to. Each head of house takes on their own common room, and eventually they are restored. Even made greater. Slughorn in particular takes great pleasure in banishing every hint of dankness from the corners of his former house. No slithering first year will ever think they have been banished, that their fate is nothing but the cold and the dark.

Slowly, Hogwarts heals. Eventually, there is nothing left but a single scar in the shape of a beaten down greenhouse. Eventually, new students fill the halls who never knew Hogwarts before The Last Battle. To them, it only makes sense that the dark third corridor on the fifth floor is festooned with magical fireflies that never die. It is as it has always been. They don’t stop to think of the generations of bumped heads and stumbles in the dark that made Flitwick stop and think maybe.

Hogwarts is changed, as are they all. As is the world. But change is relative, and swiftly Hogwarts is as it has always been for thousands of students. A home. Nothing to be remarked upon.

But some remember.

Hermione Granger, who, returning for her seventh year, cannot eat in the Great Hall where she saw Fred’s body on the ground. She sees Aberforth often that year. Dennis Creevey, who goes back every year even though he can hardly bear it, because his brother had loved Hogwarts, had fought and died for it. Laura Madley, who still flinches at every loud noise. Yatin Baghat, who sleeps with his wand under his pillow every night for the rest of his life. Stephen Cornfoot, who has to have his own separate room apart from the Ravenclaws because he wakes up screaming at least once a week.

For people like them, sometimes seeing Hogwarts so whole is not a relief. It is not home. It is a mockery of their pain to see their scars buffed away as if they had never really happened. Sometimes the perfect walls of Hogwarts close in on them until they can’t breathe.

During those times, they go to the Room of Requirement. True to its purpose, it gives them what they need. They can walk on the stones still cracked from curses, and see proof that what they had gone through was real. Proof that Hogwarts still remembered its ruin, still had cracks running through it as real as the ones that scarred its students. On those bad days, those students can go curl up among the broken things, look up at the sky through the gaping wounds torn into the walls, and be able to breathe at last.

It can be comforting, to know that you are not alone in your damage.

(written and submitted by rainbowrites, who has such an incredible, subtle way of conveying the very very difficult and the tragic. In rainbowrites’ hands, something like this remains painful, but it also becomes beautiful, a joy to read.)

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#harry potter #hogwarts #sad

skadiyoko:

Friendly reminder that Karkat is adorable

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#homestuck #jade harley #karkat vantas

roachpatrol:

this potato looks like a kitty

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#cute #adorable #kitten #cat