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#AND SHE IS SUCH A SWEETIE TO WORK WITH

arborix · 28 days

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I need to show you guys what my coworker's cat did during the zoom program today

#my pics #kinda #cat #tales from work #apparently she likes to watch her play Destiny too #lil sweetie!!!

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feralsunspotandtincan · 1 year

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Luke: What should I go as for Halloween?

Din: You could go as my husband. It would be an easy costume and would work because you're going trick-or-treating with me and Grogu.

Luke: What would I wear?

Din: That's easy, we could just wear these matching rings I have for no particular reason.

*Somewhere miles away*

Leia: I sense Luke is about to make a rash decision with long lasting effects.

#din sweetie you have to actually ask someone before you marry them #this to leias horror actually works #but she makes them wait until she can organize a proper wedding #dinluke #luke skywalker #din djarin

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thenamesblurrito · 9 months

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another revenge against @stonecrusherproductions of his AutoAca Lightbright!

#artfight #transformers redesign #other continuities #friend stuff #macaddam #shes a sweetie i love her #but man do i need to figure out how to comfortably do lineless work

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unhonestlymirror · 1 year

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Yoshioka's body attracts little parasitic creatures (ba-dum-tss) (really usefull for mushroom pickers

#My mom used to call me a sweetie each time she wanted to pick 'few more berries' - and honestly it worked...#mp100 #mob psycho 100 #mp100 security guard #yoshioka mamoru #reigen arataka

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cinna-bunnie · 5 months

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heh i got a matching moonstone piece for my medusa 2 match my labret ૮ – ﻌ–ა good moonstone is so hard to find online !! i emailed the parlor i bought it from and as soon as they told me they had one in the shop i came thru immediately !! i like the bigger sized stuff :3c

they were so sweet to me too (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠) i just came in 2 buy jewelry real quick but got to talk to everyone who works there n said what's up 2 my piercer, got a lil gift bag to take home with me. one of them ran down the street for me bc they thought i dropped some jewelry but it wasn't mine 😹 thanks for running over for me though 🥺 heheh i can tell that person in particular thinks I'm cute they're sooo nicey to me when i come in 🙈 i see u ♡⁠

#a v pleasant outing for something i just wanted to do real quick ૮˶• ﻌ •˶ა #god and the girl at the front counter... truly inspiring her aesthetic is always SO so good !!! her makeup is incredible her jewelry is #beautiful her fits are Great she is so so cute !!!! 🙈 I'm very gay for her it's like half of what makes going back to that parlor so good #my piercer is such a sweetie too ૮ – ﻌ–ა ♡ v satisfying 2 keep coming back n getting them. i feel like Their Canvas ykwim #as an ex piercer i took a lot of pride in my work and it did feel like art 2 me on a living canvas #and i just feel rly cute and happy w myself and i love the way my lil arrangements been coming along so far ૮ ᴖﻌᴖა #and i hope that makes them proud of their work too :3 we didn't get into it today but we did talk abt it last time ♡⁠

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skrunksthatwunk · 1 year

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uzura is so funny to me conceptually. you know that wise and helpful big sis figure we used to guide duck who was serving the villain but sacrificed herself in the end despite being built not to feel because she was moved by duck's feelings anyway? well what if we made her 2 years old and gave our leads (who at this point are barely a functional team) joint custody and used her as a device for instigating fakiru nonsense content? lol

#and i LOVE her that's so important #shes a little baby shes my sweetie pie #and i think she along with edel are very neat and have wayy more going on than the fakiru propaganda machine. but uzura is definitely also #there for the propaganda machine. and it works fakiru is great with and without those goofy little Oh Uzura! You Scamp! moments #ptutu #fakiru #uzura

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lightdancer1 · 2 days

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See the further irony is:

That in using 'Mall Goth Sauron' as the take on Dark Willow over 'misogynist has character randomly killed for LULZ' it also allows for greater accountability on the one hand and for Season 7 to thematically focus on repairing all this damage in the midst of facing an enemy of shadows reliant on lies to further itself. The only way to break the Druj is the absolute Truth in a very Zoroastrian sense. Characters don't get to neatly skip past accountability for their actions, and this would spiral over into further later seasons with the essential reality that in an otherwise lower-level setting this one random girl from California is a Dark Phoenix-tier reality warper and the most powerful person on the planet, or the universe.

And the questions of how that power could and should be employed on the one hand and that Willow is essentially a Doctor Strange type who beats up Gods and Eldritch Abominations for her regular line of work where her counterparts deal with the more 'street level' crises would in turn be the logical conclusion of where the show ends. She doesn't do as much physical fighting for the same reason that Stephen Strange never uses magic to go punch the Hulk in the face, her narrative role is ultimately that of Sorceress Supreme of Earth, with literally nobody in an ancient established war anticipating that this one random ginger from California was and is the new Sorceress Supreme and that if they had had such awareness the realities are that this power would and could have taken worse forms.

Unfortunately for the world, the reality too is that it is a shy computer geek who has a not at all subtle dark side and the usual teenage anxieties and insecurities given the equivalent of being able to reliably actually do things other people might dream of but can never do.

But again as long as Dawn Summers being a good thing is a narrative convention that's established memory magic is a poor choice to show the corrupting effects of reality-warping. It's a case of 'yes as established in canon all of this is true for that one season but then they decided to retcon it, so the fans are not obligated to care about it any more than the canon does about this itself.'

#willow rosenberg #tara maclay #dawn summers #you will never convince me as long as Dawn Summers is a plot device that 'memory magic unforgivable' is anything but bad writing #it was the choice used but there are other equally toxic things that could have been done instead #the basic theme of 'very powerful person decides things for another in an abusive fashion' works just as well without it #Tara's growth arc in refusing to tolerate abuse even from the person who brought her out of her shell can stand perfectly fine #it works even better with a budding Sauron than abruptly deciding 'wholesale memory rewrites good retail unforgivable.'#killing Tara off also denies her any sense of closure or ability to get that closure with the person who does this #the entire element here with the way things went down is bad writing from Point A to point Z #and it's also easily forgotten but Tara wasn't in fact intended to be Willow's love interest #she was replacement Willow for sympathy points #her entire arc as such became Willow X Tara but it was a choice from actor chemistry #So in giving Tara a role besides 'Willow's Girlfriend' it arguably does better by her character #tara x willow #btvs #and yes yes the 'scale changes things' argument is true but only to a point #it's really no different to introduce Dawn than what Willow did #if the retail is wrong so is the wholesale and the decisions to make this that point of no return is an avoidable mistake #plus honestly imagine a Season 7 Tara going 'sweetie no' and a Season 7 Willow dealing with those consequences in real time #equally one can have Tara's cold turkey approach stick exactly as it was #and serve as her role in the time bomb because she's a product of an abusive family and not an infallible moral guide #she rightly sees the problem and at least tries to address it when nobody else did #but unfortunately her solution was pouring gasoline on the fire and then vacating the range where the fire would burn #still further between that and Willow being human enough to resent being told to take that pain and do it going it alone #there'd be plenty of reasons for a surviving Tara and Willow to spend season 7 broken up as is #Tara would not at all be wrong to be wary and not want to touch reformed Sauron with a 400 foot pole #Willow equally would resent someone whose bad advice helped create the problem and who evades any recognition thereof #good old fashioned drama with entirely human motives

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melodyofthevoid · 1 year

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Reassignment

(Another Lorna thing I wrote, takes place before the campaign)

Lorna’s heels echoed against the marble floor in the halls of the House of Eternity, not so loud as to deafen, but certainly loud enough that anyone nearby could hear her arrival well in advance. A small piece of her wanted to curl into a ball making that much sound, but she held her head high, bustling through the maze of corridors and rooms until she came to her destination.

After all, the sound honestly didn’t bother her all that much in the grand scheme of things. It was what, or who, waited on the other side of the door that worried her. Again, it wasn’t a rational fear. She’d performed adequately in her duties thus far, so a personal summons from Sochrat, the head of the House of Eternity, had taken her aback when she’d received it in the mail.

He didn’t generally meet with just anyone, nor without good reason.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the ornate and lacquered doors three times in quick succession. No doubt she’d arrived somewhat early, but that was simply good practice. Making someone wait without a good reason reflected poorly on one’s work ethic.

“Please, come in,” a smooth voice responded, hardly muffled at all by the wood.

Lorna placed a hand on the door, then removed it to smooth her skirt out one more time. Prestidigitating any wrinkles away and arranging her hair just so, then entered.

The office shattered whatever expectations she’d built for it through the whispers she’d overheard over the few years she’d worked with the house. Tomes of every size, shape, and age lined a grand bookshelf, the combined magical potential causing the hair on her arms to stand up momentarily. A lush area rug embroidered with a dazzling array of colors lay on a floor of deep mahogany. A fire crackled in the hearth, not only filling the room with more heat than any other room in the House, but also a faint herbal scent along with the wood. It almost cast a slight haze, dreamlike and unreal.

She had to admit, it was dazzling. A throat cleared just ahead of her, breaking her out of her reverie as she snapped her attention to the being standing behind the desk at the far end of the room. Lorna’d only met him briefly in passing when she was hired, as a formality. Each person who came to the house was presented with a small charm and a welcome from the being who ran the intricate workings.

That meeting failed to capture the sheer presence he carried one on one. Even more magical than the books, without any comparison. Given his lich status that wasn’t much of a surprise. Still, it was impressive how overwhelming he was one on one. An elaborate illusion, but an illusion nevertheless.

“I take it that you like my office, Ms. Tekite?”

Gods above she’d been staring! She forgot to even greet him as she walked in! Lorna’s face burned and she bowed her head. Daring only slightly to peek up at her boss after a few seconds passed.

“Oh my gosh- I apologize sir, I got carried away.”

Sochrat chuckled and waved his hand, the rings on his fingers never quite making a sound.

“It’s perfectly alright, no need to apologize. I do take pride in my collection. I curate my surroundings carefully.”

Lorna clasped her hands together to keep them from fidgeting, hearing her mother’s distant chastisement for not keeping eye contact. She had the distinct feeling though every time their eyes met that he was seeing through her. The faux pas could be excused in this instance.

As he moved out from behind his desk and in front of her, the colors of his robe shifted, off-white cascading into a iridescent rainbow that never fully overcame the pearlescent sheen. If Lorna cared much about appearances, her own vest and skirt would be quite drab in comparison. Luckily for her, such matters didn’t rank high on her list of priorities.

“I assure you that this will not take very long, so you may take a seat if you’d like.”

Sochrat gestured to the fireplace and the leather chairs beside it, and Lorna took her cue. Heart now taking the hint as to where this might be going.

How would she break the news to her parents? So soon after they’d moved too…

“Of course sir. I’m honored that you called me to meet with you.”

“Well, I prefer to have a conversation face to face over written correspondence. It’s more personal. While it’s not always possible, I make the time where I can to give news in person.”

Well, better in person than a letter of dismissal in the mail. Still.

The prospect of finding a new job with her… admittedly rather specialized skill set that paid anywhere near what they’d need to keep up with payments loomed large over her. Worst case scenario they’d be without a home and it’d be all her fault-

“Ms. Tekite, are you alright?”

“Yes,” she lied, trying to push past the lump in her throat, “Just… a lot on my mind right now.”

Sochrat regarded her for a moment, confused. Then something clicked and he clasped his hands together, tilting his head to the side. Expression neutral, which did not reassure Lorna in the slightest.

“Ms. Tekite, why do you think you’re here?”

All thoughts ground to a halt, Lorna’s mouth dried out entirely. Each response that came to mind was possibly ruinous at best. Too demanding- too cowardly- too much of a deflection- Her leg bounced before she stilled it, forcing herself to focus. A simple answer worked fine for most situations, it’d work here too.

“I… I don’t know e-exactly. But it’s about my last job- isn’t it? Did I do something wrong?”

Sochrat looked at her, onyx black eyes flat. Then he smiled, giving a soft chuckle and shaking his head.

“Ah that explains it. You’re not in trouble. The work done in Urumatsu earned the stipend for your family’s new home after all. That’s no ordinary occurrence. No, the reason I called you here is because the House is in need of your help in a different capacity. This is simply a change of position.”

“Oh.”

Oh. That… She’d… Well that was better than she’d hoped. The knot in her chest loosened and her shoulders dropped. The weight of the world dropped off of her back.

“My apologies for not making that clearer. Now, it’s an unorthodox move, but the House of Eternity I believe would be served well by you if you were to be moved to a surveying position.”

What?

“A… surveying position sir?”

Lorna struggled to picture what that would even entail for her. Almost all of her training lay in the planning of cities, looking at efficiency on large scales. Long hours drafting maps in an office.

She’d used reports from surveys before, familiar with the requirements that any report needed but… Well it wasn’t exactly something she’d ever done herself.

“Indeed, you do have a discerning eye when it comes to large-scale planning, but sometimes buildings can slip through the cracks and out of our view leading to… well. You’re familiar with those sorts of events, unfortunately.”

“I am…” Lorna frowned, memories of the buckling supports obvious to even a small child, the trips to the healer, her family’s life upended for nothing, “very familiar.”

“That’s why you’re a perfect fit Ms. Tektite. I have no doubt that you’ll succeed.”

“I suppose so,” Lorna chewed on her lip, biting back a multitude of ‘what-ifs’, “When will I have to get started?”

“The details aren’t all finalized as of yet, so you don’t need to worry about uprooting yourself. Once everything is put into place, we can discuss the finer points. I trust that you’ll adjust fine when the switch is made, yes?”

Lorna straightened her back and gave her best smile, leaving no room for doubt. In his mind anyways. Her own brain swirled with uncertainty that could be addressed at a later date.

“Of course, sir! I always give my all, this won’t be a problem.”

“Excellent.”

From the wall, a deep chime rang out from the clock, loud enough that Lorna could feel the vibration in her chest. Socrat stood up, gesturing for her to follow.

“Unfortunately I will have to cut this particular meeting short, I have another appointment momentarily. Thank you for all of your hard work Ms. Tekite, we will speak again soon.”

Gathering all of her frayed nerves and lingering questions, Lorna gave a quick bow and scurried out of the room. Catching the eye of the Baron briefly as she left. They gave her a nod and nothing more before heading into the office themselves. Leaving Lorna to sift through her thoughts.

Surveying… Her usual spellbook wouldn’t be practical if she had to move constantly. The thing was practically falling apart as it was. She’d need something that could move with her… a clipboard perhaps. Plus keeping notes would be a breeze.

The prospect of traveling across Sakana, clipboard in tow, did send a little thrill of excitement through her. After all, she’d never been to many of the isles, so that was a benefit! Not to mention that this job meant more hands on work, fewer nights spent alone by her own light fretting over small details.

On the other hand, she didn’t exactly want to have to leave the city so soon. Urumatsu took months, and she’d only now had a chance to spend any time with her family. They’d definitely have their opinions about the job, her mother especially.

Well, one way or another, Lorna would adjust. This was her job now, and she’d follow wherever it took her.

#my writing #lorna my beloved #sochrat really looked at lorna and went 'man this one has anxiety. I can work with that'#he's such a slimy bastard #Lorna sweetie he's not good for you oh no she's doomed by the narrative she can't hear me #oh well #*makes her make the worst choices possible*#dnd oc

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