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ravensilversea · 6 hours
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am i crazy for thinking it should be a legal requirement for people selling arrangements with lilies to have a warning about their lethality to cats? they are one of the most common plants found in bouquets (unlike most other lethal plants like oleander and sago palm, which are usually found potted solo) and so many owners or well-meaning gift-givers are completely unaware of how a single lick of pollen is enough to kill a cat, meaning unlike other potential toxins they just get left as a table centerpiece. like sure, chocolate and grapes can kill your dog, but you are probably not intentionally leaving chocolate and grapes on surfaces your dog can reach (and they also don't shed particles). about 30% of american homes have cats in them, a percentage you can't really gloss over when it comes to precaution. if you work with florals please, please post visible warnings by your lilies, it will save kitty lives. 🙏
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ravensilversea · 6 hours
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Hiya! Can I request a sketch of Gokudera?! :D
Sure!<3 (I didn't expect to get so many khr requests :D)
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ravensilversea · 6 hours
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i turned the new star wars celebration clone poster into a uquiz!
see if you can identify all 66
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Wei Wuxian & Xue Yang | Episode 10
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ravensilversea · 7 hours
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I’ve been fired exactly once in my life. In my early twenties I was working at a pizza place. The pizzas were artisanal, thin crust and personal. They’re a huge chain now but when I first started the company was in its infancy. It was the wild west of management, and the core investors would frequently stop by to check on things. One of these people was this round little man with rage issues. A knock off Danny Devito with no charisma at all.
His favorite thing to do was to come in on a Friday or Saturday night. We'd be at our stations: taking orders, making pizza, manning the oven, finishing orders off, running the cash register. He'd shove his way onto the line and start rearranging people. "You, get off orders and work the cash register, you come over and make the pizzas!" With a line of customers snaking out the door he'd throw off all our grooves and rattle us.
Then, inevitably, a mistake would happen.
When it did he'd call the person over and say, "Hey c'mere. You're fired." Just like that. No inflection, just a flat "You're fired." It was absolutely a power kink, and because of his involvement the average turn over was three months. You were a veteran at five months.
One night there was only three of us manning the front. I took an order than went to the cash register to ring them out before I made the pizza. This horrible man watched that then called me into the back. I didn't know if I was about to be fired. But I wasn't. In fact, he had one other move besides firing people. He yelled.
In the back he absolutely lost his mind screaming at me for being on the cash register. I'm talking veins popping, spit flying, red with rage, this man just started bellowing nonsensically about where I should be and how I was just such a failure. It was truly like his brain had shut off, nothing he was saying even made sense. I stood there in the face of this tirade for a minute and then set a record for being the first person to ever cut him short by bursting into tears.
He instantly stopped yelling and it was like Jekyll and Hyde. He was remorseful and consoling, deeply embarrassed by my display of emotion. All my male coworkers just took the abuse but faced with my weeping he about faced and instantly backed off. I went outside to cry and when I came back in he pretended it had never happened.
That was the state of things. The investors knew they desperately needed to keep this man out of the stores, but they couldn't just give him the boot. They needed to move him aside and fill his position with someone. The store manager was this lovely woman who had hired me on the spot at my interview. The entire staff adored her. She was the best fit to get this roided out investor out of the stores for good.
Her replacement was this man called Anthony. He was instantly loathed by the entire staff. Condescending, critical, and lazy he started off his reign by letting go a core lead who "back talked." He spent a whole morning berating the opening crew because the closing crew (who had sold 100 more pizzas than we were even supposed to have on hand) had forgotten to windex the doors. He left the entire crew to close without him while he flirted with a girl who wasn't his pregnant girlfriend. He hired his roommate to replace the lead he fired and even that guy hated his guts.
Our antipathy toward him made him paranoid and resentful and one by one he started finding excuses to fire the whole staff, certain that if he could clean house he'd be able to do the job. My time came, and he sat me down with his boss, my former manager. She cried as he announced I wasn't personable enough and used too many pepperonis.
I looked at her, the woman who had trained me on how many pepperoni to use, but she said nothing. What could she say? He was the boss now and had determined I was going to be let go regardless. Too many in this case was seven. Seven pepperonis on a personal pizza. The correct number was five according to him, which is one pepperoni per slice, and one in the middle.
I sat there for a moment, taking it in. I smiled at my old manager, obviously miserable. I looked back at him and said, "You're a terrible manager, you're doing the worst imaginable job." I outlined some of the things he'd done so she could hear them, then I stood up and left. I made it to the back room before I started crying.
I found out later through a bus boy that he replaced the whole staff with college kids who had such limited availability that the store couldn't run, then quit three months later leaving the whole place in shambles. Most of the old staff returned, but I'd moved onto the sex shop already and was enjoying a job with significantly less risk of being fired on a whim.
However I do have to disclose on job applications if I've ever been fired. I always says yes and list the reason as, "Excessive use of pepperoni." It has never failed to get a laugh from my interviewer.
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ravensilversea · 7 hours
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Took me until about halfway through college before I realized “study” means “play with the material in a variety of ways until you understand it” and not just “read the assigned chapters and do the homework” and I think that probably should have been discussed at some point prior to that.
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I always see people saying they’re writing a whole story just so they can get to writing one scene.
Why not just write that one scene and see where it takes you? Why not start in the middle of the story? Not just as a starting point for your writing. Like you can just make a story start in the middle of something.
Like Joseph Campbell was wrong, you know. You not all stories have the same sort of start. You can start when the boy gets the girl. You can start at the climax of the battle. You can start two scenes before that big argument. You can start after the big argument. You can start after the tragedy. You can open wherever you want. You’re the one in charge here. You’re the one sitting around making stuff up. You have full permission to throw traditional story structures in the garbage if you want to.
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ravensilversea · 9 hours
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THURS - "The Sun Comes up Again"
he has such a hard face to capture :(
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ravensilversea · 9 hours
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Thinking about a post from a while back about how there were a lot of heirs to royal families being Force sensitive and such (Count Dooku, Xanatos, probably a lot more that I can’t pull out of my head).
What if it was the Force’s answer to millions of soldiers that showed up without citizenship, not even being recognized as sentient.
“They’re not people!”
“Oh, the ruling families of Kiffar, Stewjon, Sereno, and Dorian think otherwise. I have about 83 other planets that I can list.”
“…how?”
“There are a lot of heirs in the Jedi order, apparently.”
“But the Jedi give up those ties!”
“Doesn’t mean they can’t speak with their families.”
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ravensilversea · 9 hours
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A gilded Kelenken for you ♥
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ravensilversea · 10 hours
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Might I interest you in some magical art? I haven't sold enough this month and I have bills to pay
anaisfae.art/shop
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Cal Kestis Week 2024, Day One
Prompt Chosen: Touch
Cal is touch-starved, and I just feel like he'd be the kind of person who would get very emotional the first time he receives a gentle, loving touch
Kicking off the week with fluff! See you tomorrow!
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ravensilversea · 10 hours
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i love resident medic ryohei because like. yes i think he would study really really EXTREMELY hard to get a real medical degree but in the end he will be forced to also learn how to be a surgeon, a dentist, etc like any doctor in soap opera would because he is surrounded by a bunch of paranoid people who will never step inside a real hospital
anyway. i think he originally studied physiotherapy because he thinks it will be the most useful to help his loved ones and he's right. vongola has a lot of doctors at hand but not a lot of them can actually handle mukuro, or even willing to
Mukuro squints at his new diet "why do I have to eat 100 gram of tofu everyday..."
"you can EXTREMELY use other soy-based cuisine too but i thought tofu would be the easiest for you to chew!" Ryohei notices that Mukuro gets tired from chewing! he's being helpful!
Mukuro glowers "I wasn't asking."
"BUT--"
"I wasn't" Mukuro repeats
Ryohei gets quiet and realizes that this guy is kinda like Lambo?! I see... I should EXTREMELY treat him with kid's gloves!
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