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Have you and your family ever shopped at Walmart? Well, apparently they offer meal and counseling coupons to Israeli workers.
Also, here's the proof (If anyone has more evidence then put here in the reblogs)
Credits to @nothanks_app on Instagram for the info!
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glowkit7 · 1 year
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what-if-nct · 6 months
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Boiling NCT members down to my experience with their zodiac signs.
Taeil: Clingy, might love bomb you but is overall sweet.
Johnny: Oh dear god, hard to read, you have no idea how he feels about you while simultaneously knowing he feels something but you have no idea what. Most likely obsessed with big butts.
Taeyong: Genuinely the sweetest boy in the world, kind, considerate just a bit wishy washy but always returns to you.
Yuta: Possibly the devil, sex addiction, lies for no damn reason. Will drive you absolutely crazy.but really good in bed.
Kun: Rich, successful, can probably go multiple rounds, either talks a lot or not at all it depends but it's always surface level, loves cats, every Capricorn man I've known has had a least one cat I feel like there's something to that.
Doyoung: He does not act like a single Aquarius I have met. Not even the Aquariuses in NCT. He has strong Capricorn energy though.
Ten: Sweet but a little bit of a hoe, kinda ran through.
Jaehyun: Runs from commitment doesn't even know what that is, will text you at random times when he's nearby and really misses the way your mouth feels. Even if you're in the middle of Walmart with your family. But he's hot so you deal with it.
Winwin: Secretive, you have no idea where he is or what he's doing. You don't know if he's ever told you the truth. Secretively a little freaky. He has to be. I have not met a single Scorpio man that doesn't have a ridiculous sex drive or perversions.
Jungwoo: Honestly just a sweet precious boy, who's wide eyed and thankful and the sweetest thing in the world.
Mark: Playful, kind, loyal, talks a lot and might unknowingly overshare.
Xiaojun: A little bit dramatic, will scold you for dressing improperly for the weather. Handsy and gives deep strong eye contact.
Hendery: Over the top, kinda loud, random, literally the best person in the entire world, a little feral, will eat food out of your mouth.
Renjun: Renjun is perfect so any experience with an Aries doesn't apply to him. I wouldn't disrespect him like that.
Jeno: Very calm, chill, encouraging,sweet, quiet but a great listener, and just goes along with whatever nonsense you're up to.
Haechan: Has the most audacity, will say extremely specific things that leaves you speechless and questioning your character. Honestly might have you afraid to have another human interaction.
Jaemin: Kind, considerate, caring, affectionate, so so touchy, romantic, forehead kisses at random times. Literal sunshine.
Yangyang: Energetic, disappears every five minutes, shopping addiction, easily distracted, will follow a cat around for hours.
Chenle: Hilarious, loud, so out of pocket and great to be around, you never know what to expect him to say or do.
Jisung: Awkward, shy, naive, doesn't know what to do with his hands, will want to be held. Every Aquarius born in 2002 really likes to be held and laying on your chest. Every, single, one.
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novistarplanet · 1 year
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Baby Daddy eren pt2!
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if you haven’t check the original
↳ baby daddy eren headcannons
also go check out my other writings🤭
i hope yall enjoy :)
eren loves doing wheelies in the parking lot with your daughter 😭
hes such a child
best believe everytime he drops hes baby at school she’s well feed! im talking Donuts ,pig n the blankets ,hell even pancakes!
whenever your daughter gets in trouble she always call eren
he’s definitely the type of parent to not care that their child got into a fight they just care if they won or not😭
they both watch gracie’s corner
he hates caillou😒
back to the drug dealer thing i said last post but after every deal he makes he always go to walmart and gets your daughter something
WAIT NO OMG LIKE VALENTINES DATES AND HE TAKES HER TO BULID A BEAR
Daddy daughter dances!!! Omgosh
he would be such a sucker for that he just wants to be in hes daugthers life :(
remember how i said you dont like Historia ?
i most DEFINITELY see her as the type to treat your child differently from hers
always trying to one up you at family barbecues
like hoe we got the same bd you aint no better than me
whats why you had to pull up on her🤷🏽‍♀️🤣
ill stop with the historia slander but after you beat her ass she’s been quiet even since
saddest thing is eren dont care🤷🏽‍♀️
he lets yall fight
he likes it when you braid hes hair
always show up in nike tech suits
He got the whole family a matching set of bonnets including hes mama
and mama carla is even WORSE then eren himself! So after the divorce with erens dad she went on to marry a rich man!
and girl it shows! taking your daughter out to high class shopping districts! BRUNCHS! even enrolled her into a french class!
so now your baby can speak german and french🧍🏽‍♀️
you honestly appreciate her she does so much for you she helps pay for your babys school funds :)
shes the reason you haven’t put eren on child support
literally your daughter already got stocks in her name from her
has you and your baby name tattooed on hes neck
he has a selve of tattoos
bc i said so
eren does not like your new man
any boyfriends you had in the past eren always scares them away
he would either threaten them or actually fight them
eren gets you pregnant again but this time he's actually there!
coming with you to ultra sounds
he asks dumb questions tho
"if we can see the baby...can he see us??"
he refers the baby as He/him even tho yall dont know the gender yet
he really wants a boy and you just want him to be happy
yk them baby shower videos when ppl get mad at the gender?
nah when eren finds out its a boy He goes BALLISTIC running around jumping😭 hes so happy
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louff4tw · 11 months
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A church bought 3mil worth of debt for 15k and basically wiped it clean for the people who owed. I now have a Headcannon that especially since Bruce became a billionaire. He would spend 1Mil at least in a year to buy around 200mil worth of debt and abolish it.
And a extra 1Mil on debt at Christmas.
And that he spends his free time spending on go fund mes and kick starters. Dude probably has a whole shelf full of Kickstarter stuff. And tries to only buy from small businesses.
Even the super fancy clothing stores he avoids. His suit shop is a local one. Been in business since his grandad. And only one shop ever.
Bet when he goes to the met Gala he finds a startup fashion designer. Buys his own ticket and promotes them. Especially if they are from Gotham. But I like to imagine world wide.
I bet he built a supermarket to keep foods and other stuff costs down so that super centres like Walmart. Didn’t force small businesses out and then raise prices. Same with fast food. Bet he helped build bat burger at least a little.
Bet he has donation stores where the prices are actually low and not ridiculous like $5 for a half empty bottle of lotion that originally was $2. And the only reason it costs money at all is to pay employees and building costs. He makes almost no money from these.
Bet he also has apt buildings near hospitals free for family’s with sick relatives not even just kids.
And that all retirement homes and special needs homes are really affordable.
This is my Batman. The one who helps at night as Batman and as Brucie during the day! Bet he pulls a John Cena and does a lot of make a wish. Except he pays and tells make a wish to put that money towards other kids.
Bet each of his kids help come up with charity ideas like helping with foster care. After school programs. Library’s. Shelters for animals. For humans. Halfway homes to help the homeless find stability.
Here’s a really personal one. He does hundreds of family Christmas baskets a year. We grew up in poverty and we never forgot that kindness
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zanydazemaker · 1 year
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story of love,please dont drink and drive
Jay Travis
I was walking around in the Walmart store doing some shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy who couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old..
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to the cashier and asked: are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The cashier counted his cash once again and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.
I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God.. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister...''
My heart nearly stopped! The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly..
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk driver, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever...
The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Share this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
For those who prefer to think that God is not watching over us.... go ahead and delete this. For the rest of us..... pass this on.
The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving.
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wandering-spaghetti · 2 months
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I want to share one of my favorite little things to make. It's a go to item for me when I feel like making something but I really don't feel like putting much effort or thought in. A zombie project if you will. I know, sue me for wanting a low effort, low brain power something to do once in a while.
So what is this zombie project you ask?
Crochet wash cloths!
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And super simple ones at that. I've come up with a size that absolutely suits my needs and works up within a couple hours of mindless crocheting.
The latest ones I have made are from a color I found at Walmart which is called "Chocolate Milk" and I just adore how the colors mix when working these wash cloths. I will add a link at the end of this post to the exact yarn I use as well.
These turn out so soft and sturdy they can be used anywhere from bathing a baby to moonlighting as a hot pad in the kitchen.
The magical part of these to me is the simplicity to make. There's no complicated stitches to remember or rounds to keep up with. It's all one stitch and you stop whenever it reaches the length you want. Personally I've found that and 8"X8.5" size is perfect for my needs.
For anyone wanting to replicate the "pattern" goes like this.
Begin by chaining 30. Turn
Single crochet into the first chain from the hook and each chain across.
At the end of the row chain one and turn.
Single crochet into every stitch across.
Repeat steps 3 and 4 until wash cloth reaches your desired length.
It's that simple! For even beginners this is a fun pattern to do because you only need to know how to chain and single crochet.
The finished product should look something like this.
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Another reason I love making these is that they are so easy to take with along anytime I leave the house. I just shove my yarn and my hook in my bag and go so it's super easy for me to keep my hands busy if I get an idle moment.
I especially like to crochet in the car. I am usually a passenger princess whenever Travis and I are going places so this helps me keep my hands busy but also my mind free to talk as well which is something I seem incapable of doing while I'm on my phone scrolling Facebook or Pinterest because I have tunnel vision AND selective hearing apparently.
Crochet rather than scrolling saves me a lot of "Huh?s" and Travis a lot of breath repeating himself.
I spent last weekend snapping out a couple of these while we were riding dirt roads (a favorite pastime of Travis's) and checking out all the water from the recent deluge of rain we had.
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Keep these in mind next time you have a creative spark but not much motivation to tackle a big project. They are great at making me feel accomplished but also not being too big of a commitment because I struggle with finishing things.
Amazon link:
And for anyone that likes these but doesnt want to make them, I have them listed in my Etsy shop as well.
Hope you've enjoyed this read and if you make any of your own wash cloths please feel free to share them with me!
You can find me on Instagram
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saleintothe90s · 1 year
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480. Seventeen Magazine, March 1994
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woAh, its joey from Blossom this month.
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I'm always obsessed with these Prom issues from the mid 90s, they're always bittersweet to look at because I remember young me fantasizing about going to the prom while looking at these, and then once in 2001 I didn't go because I was like, the ugliest girl in my class and most people treated me like a leper.
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I adore that Versus by Gianni Versace dress.
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Oh yeah here are some Angela Chase fashions.
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Now if Almay cosmetics still looked like THIS, I might buy it. But also, they have a terrible shade range.
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Now this sporty look is miles better than the 1995 one I featured last year. I thought those were Converses, but they're from Bakers. I love the look, but also it reminds me of those Yasmine Sahid Instagram "who said I can't wear converse with my dress" reels that are so funny.
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I think Walmart sells this dress every Summer.
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Ahh! So this is the origins of those black mini Caboodles you always see on eBay.
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YAAS to this dress but also what 14 year old goes to the prom? Sounds like Nina goes to a private school, so maybe prom is open to all at some private schools?
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Bang goals!
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Oh WOW. I'm not too crazy about the first look, but this second look with the knee highs heels and tapestry clothing is breathtaking. And the name brand is ANXIETY. And look!!! The vest and skirt is currently on Poshmark, I'm so mad its a size medium.
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These black and white dresses didn't just have a moment, they held on for years. I still remembered seeing them at stores when I was in high school.
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I don't think New Freedom is still being made? I assume it was just folded into the Kotex brand.
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Wait, hold up, Sharlynn, you had a fiancé your senior year of high school?!
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Her man is looking at her like, "is that your sister's dress from the 1989 prom?"
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I never really put much thought into how much going to the prom really costs. I just thought it was dress, shoes, makeup, Claire's jewelry. Do kids these days still rent limos?
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Did proms have dress codes back then? Because I feel like these would break a dress code.
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I just like this illustration in a quiz about whether you are a control freak or not.
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These type of bandages took forever to be available to a mass market. I see the Band Aid Ourtone ones when I go to Target.
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Protip: do not wear a backpack while shopping.
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I just saw a glittery fabric in those exact colors at Joann's yesterday.
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This red dress is giving off pageant vibes though.
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via GIPHY
I have so many questions and theories about this. Is Michael a family friend? Does he work with her dad? Is this letter even real or something created by the editors about a similar situation they read about? I always wondered that about these Q&A in teen magazines, were the questions really sent in, or were they curated from events in the news, or a blend of several questions sent in? Former teen magazine editors give advice.
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wow, this was ahead of its time. I couldn't find any information about this other than a coupon in the Commercial Appeal.
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More Blossom!
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I feel like things haven't improved much.
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valentone · 21 days
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crazy fucking dream i had
so it's me and two other guys walking towards this house in the middle of a small field that's in the middle of a forest in the middle if nowhere (the only sign of society being a walmart that's like an hour away that's next to a theatre/bar thing) and we're looking around collecting samples of like plants and taking notes. one of looks into the distance where longer grass is (abt chest length) and notices something. a deer w what looks like a broken next. it's jumping on it's hind legs and w each hop the neck and head ragdoll but it's quickly approaching the third guy in my team.
we yell at him to run towards the house for safety. when he makes it in the deer sinks back into the grass. we make our way towards the house avoiding the tall grass. when we make it inside we talk to the family that lives there and they explain that what we saw was a curse. everyone who sees the deer will start seeing stuff that isnt actually there laying on the ground. it'll re appear whenever they get out of eyesight of it. until eventually they die a horrible death.
so we're fraking out and we start wondering what to do bc at this point it's revealed we're paranormal investigators waiting for the rest of our team to arrive. suddenly the man that was being followed yells and points towards a corner in the room. he sees a bald man just standing there. we dont know what to do so we set protection circles around him like blessed salt and holy water. we try to sleep later but he stays awake.
we get up in the middle of the night bc the second half of our team is supposed to b arriving soon. looks like a camera and lights guy and someone to carry our equipment. they're walking towards the house and we see them through the house's big glass sliding doors. the deer appears and runs straight at them and attacks them. they run off into the woods and we dont hear from them. we search for them and find nothing.
in the morning, the family that lives at the house (a daughter abt 7 years old, a mother and a father in their early 50s) asks if we can go to walmart for them to get somethings before this huge storm is supposed to come and we oblige since they r housing us. once we arrive the cursed man goes to the bar and says he's seen the bald man every mile since we drove awake from the house and wants to go to the bar. we go to buy supplies while he drinks. we try to leave to go back home but as soon as we paid for the groceries the sirens go off and we're all rushed into the back of the walmart where a shelter is at. even the patrons of the bar run here since the bar doesnt have a shelter.
we try telling them we have to go back but they wont let us leave. it's coming down extremely hard outside and definitely would not b a good idea to drive in these conditions but we keep insisting. we still cant leave. a night passes and i apparently have scrying abilities and look at the house at night in the storm. the deer has made its way into the home and the person it first targets is the daughter. my scrying gives out as soon as he makes contact w the daughter
when the storm ends we drive back and the house has been brutallly destroyed and the family cant b found except for body parts (hands, scalp, teeth). our second half of the team is nowhere to b found and the ppl we were (assumedly) hired by r dead. we leave the area (no cops involved or investigation idk why its a dream) and as we leave i see the deer looking at me. we leave expeditiously.
we arrive at a city and every church we step into asks us to leave. i cant bless myself and we dont have supplies to make a protection circle. we dont know why but the first guy to get cursed doesnt see anything anymore. but i do. every once in a while i'll see a brown paper bag w something inside. i dont know what i see but it's the scariest feeling ive ever had and every time it appears i start to freak out.
we go to a shop and buy some stuff, clothes i think, and a few days pass. i started realizing that i hadnt seen the bag around for a while, but as soon as i notice my third crew member throws up. he's seeing a decapitated head of the old man who helped us. we cant see it.
we figure out that the things we see have to do w trauma and try to figure out what to do w what we know and wonder what made me and my other friend stop seeing the entities. i say i stopped seeing them after buying new clothes. my friend says he stopped seeing it the night of the storm. we connect the dots and make a guess that making purchases might stop the curse somehow, maybe it even exchanges it to someone else but we're not sure why or how.
he buys something and gives a thumbs up as we leave. the i woke up
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I used to work at Walmart (specifically in produce and cashier) and I can tell you for a 100% fact the same carts in the back room used to bring food out, we’re also used for trash, rarely cleaned… food was definitely dropped on the floor and not thrown out because “everyone washes their food when they get it home so it’s wasting otherwise” and the doesn’t include how they treated employees (I know this isn’t *EVERY* Walmart, but that’s my experience
Fr. One time I went to Walmart and the entire frozen food section looked like an earthquake hit it. The boxes were just thrown around in the shelves. It was literally impossible to open some of the doors without stuff falling out. Nothing was in its place. The boxes were all beat up. And for frozen meals if the boxes are beat up that usually means the tray inside it is open.
It literally looked like the employees played kickball with the frozen foods. The eggs were all broken. And the fruit were all either bruised or split.
Like, where I live being a mix of rich and poor people. So the other grocery stores cater more towards the rich people and outprice low income families. The low income families rely on Walmart to get affordable food. Why are we letting a company worth billions treat our poor people this way?
And again. My experience is a "nice" Walmart in an area next to multi-million dollar houses. Just a majority of the people that shop there are the families in the low income neighborhoods because it's affordable.
I always thought the hate towards Walmart was rich and pretentious snobby people. But dude. How can it get so bad that milk goes bad before the expire date, there's expired product on the shelves, and I've literally had cheese go bad 2 weeks after we got it? It's really fucking gross.
Poor people deserve quality food too. This is so far beyond "Poor people get the shit cuts of meat". This is literally "poor people get literal garbage".
-fae
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andrea-lyn · 1 year
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Happy new year! If the adage is that you spend today doing what you want to for the rest of the year, then I want to keep reading and reccing some fics I’ve loved in the last little while!
So, here’s a mish-mash of multi-fandoms. As always, you can find my master rec collection here. 
Ghosts (BBC)
And So On and So Forth by V_Evergreen
Dying is, of course, incredibly tragic. It is also the most wonderful opportunity.
Father of the Bride by EllianaDunla
Rachel Fawcett visits Button House to feel closer to her father.
Which happens, just not quite in the way she expects.
Project Chatterbox by SqutternutBosh
‘What’s this?’ Alison asks, looking down at the scrappy piece of note paper that Mike has just put down in front of her.
‘It’s a list of ways I can talk to them,’ Mike says, sitting down beside her at the kitchen table.
Raven Cycle
hold me tight, fear me not by audikatia for Northisnotup
When Adam stepped around, he found himself suddenly in an emerald glen of moss-covered trees. More blue roses scattered over the green ground like raindrops or tears.
And there, in the center, was a man pinned to a tree with an arrow through his heart. :: Tam Lin AU
Someone Worth Knowing by SprigsofViolets
Alex Claremont-Diaz and Adam Parrish meet on their first day at NYU. They do not hit it off—cue the academic rivalry. They hate each other until they learn to understand each other.
(I can’t tell you how many times I’ve re-read this one, esp as it hits two of my fave canons in all the right places)
since you've been home, see what you have become by Mici (noharlembeat)
Adam goes touring colleges, and Ronan comes along. And Opal, well. She stays with Declan.
***Greywaren spoilers for the below fics!***
There's No Place Like My Room by Lil_Redhead
Sometimes endings are endings, but sometimes they’re just middles and the real ending is very, very far away.
Or, the days between the last chapters and the epilogue of Greywaren
(This one is still a WIP with one chapter left to post, but it hits all the right notes of post-Greywaren + plot that I was craving after finishing the book)
god only knows (what i'd be without you) by RhymeReason
[Part of Gansey was starting to accept that two of his best friends were most likely dead.]
Or: gansey finds adam and ronan :)
and on the seventh day he rested by Prevalent_Masters
On the seventh day, the Lynch brothers discovered they were friends once more.
Or, the week following the (near) apocalypse.
Roswell New Mexico
Contigo me encontré by beautifulcheat (Katalyst), ladynox
The Lockhart House was once a home, although it was never a happy one. Steeped in tragedy, it still stands today, in the heart of Old Town Roswell, attracting ghost hunters and those seeking to catch a peak of something from beyond the veil.
Contrary to popular myth, it wasn’t currently haunted (except by one paranormally talented docent). It was Michael’s favorite job and the best part of his summer home from UNM. Or at least was until Alex Manes was hired to man the gift shop, complicating an otherwise fun and easy job.
With Love Overflowing by Nestra
"We both agree that this is not the place we belong, right? Please say yes."
Michael tossed his hat on the coffee table and dropped onto the couch. "If you mean that your dad's been dead since CrashCon and some kind of crazy shit is going on, then yeah, I agree."
(This one was for me for Secret Santa, it is just THAT GOOD that I want everyone in the world to read it)
Severance
r/severed by curtaincall for LearnedFoot
Welcome to r/severed! This is a subreddit to discuss the experience of severance and provide advice and support to fellow severed people (and friends and family).
Top Gun Maverick
we're fools to make war by whimsicule
In a Walmart at three am, between beef jerky and tortilla chips, with the lights flickering above them like it’s the fucking twilight zone, Bradley wants him more than he’s ever wanted anyone.
or: it's a hundred degrees in texas.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more by ok_thanks
For Rooster to be his ex-boyfriend, that would require him to have been Jake’s boyfriend in the first place. Which he definitely wasn’t. He was – "Ex-something," Jake coughs. or, the intricate ritual of teasing the guy you've been hooking up with since college that you're definitely not in love with
Men Like Us by DancingDisaster
Seresin men love with reckless abandon. It’s put every man before him in the ground.
Jake refuses to be buried.
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xomamafeelsox · 9 months
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I see other moms who are happy with their kids, they’re reading books, they’re singing songs, they’re taking their kids out in public by themselves for activities.. that just isn’t our life. We walk on egg shells with Peyton. Any little thing that doesn’t go her way, lay the way she wants it to, something is missing, something isn’t absolutely perfect - you can bet your ass you’re going to have a hell of a time. Going out to dinner should be enjoyable for a family. For us, it’s a chore and a nightmare of a time. When she’s happy, she’s SO happy. When she loves, she loves so hard. Peyton has the biggest heart and will do anything for anyone.. until something doesn’t go the right away. She screams, she kicks, she whines to where you can’t even get a word in. She doesn’t sit still, she runs her mouth 500000 words a minute, her thoughts can’t keep up with her words, and sometimes her words hurt. There are many places we can’t go, people she can’t be trusted with because she can’t be handled, and more often than I’d like to admit, we stay home because it’s better than dealing with the embarrassment and anxiety it brings everyone to be out in public. We can’t do Walmart trips, we can’t take her shopping, we can’t run in the store to grab one thing, no matter how many times she promises she will be good - she gets inside, emotions take over, her senses are heightened, and our 5 minute quick trips ends up with taking a screaming child to the car. I’m constantly exhausted. I’m constantly annoyed. I’m impatient, I just want a direct answer to a question that I ask. I just want one task completed that I ask to be done. I just want my child to be like other children. I could never be a stay at home mom. After 48 hours home, I can’t wait to go back to work just to have a break. I feel so awful for feeling this way when we are having a good day, a good time, a moment where I see that something so small can make her so happy. I feel like such an awful parent for having any thoughts - such as, wanting to get away from my child to let my blood pressure readjust. Just a simple dollar store necklace, a travel size bath and body perfume, a sparkly make up bag I no longer use - I give these things to her and she says it’s the best day ever. How, just an hour ago, how was I counting down minutes until bedtime so I could have a break from her? & she goes to bed, I go into her room to readjust her and cover her up, and it all sets in.. I think about what a hard day she has every single day while I’m watching her sleep. Her emotions are everywhere. I know how exhausted I am, I can’t imagine what her brain is dealing with when she’s sleeping. She goes through so many emotions so fast, so many times a day, I don’t know how her little body can keep up.
Mom guilt is an ugly, ugly and real thing.
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cherryflavoredblood · 2 years
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me when i want to go out and have fun and go shopping but then i get car anxiety and then i get nauseous and then i get scared because i think i'm going to get sick and then it goes away, but my leg is all out of wack and i can't walk good and i get worried people are making fun of me and then i get lightheaded and overheated even if it's soo so cold out and then i can't breathe and then i feel like i'm dying and need to be removed from the store because if i'm going out it sure as hell ain't in a walmart so i just stay home and feel bad because my family thinks i have social anxiety and am a hermit even when my body physically can not handle it
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crystalpower · 2 years
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speaking of high fashion, one assumption that will always make my eyeballs fly into outer space and obliterate themselves in the sun is that vi’s rich so he likes gucci. absolutely not. you wouldn’t catch his ass DEAD in gucci. he’d actually rather give up his immortality and actually die before wearing a gucci piece past the mid2000s, they flew the coop for him long, long ago in his eyes. like they got their moments here and there but naaaah.
and louboutin red bottom shoes will always be the rich person equivalent of buying trash ass nine wests and painting red on the bottom and calling them a status symbol. he doesnt care if ppl shop at the thrift store or walmart or whatever, but if u have money and u participate in the foolishness of brands like fendi, gucci, and louboutin you are marked as a criminal and you will be eliminated….. for him its an obvious sign of who knows how to choose couture items vs the inability to. it’s new money vs old money. and new money cannot buy taste.
rule of thumb is that he’s old money on his mothers side and while he may have his deep respect for more mainstream fashion houses that ruled in the 90s, he can’t stand whats happened to some. if jeffree star and other shitty youtubers can afford it in bulk he does not want it.
vi goes to new york fashion week with all the other fashion elites, sits in the front row, and calls gucci ‘ gucky ’ tbh
kreayshawn said it best
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada Them basic bitches wear that shit, so I don't even bother I put that on my partner, I put that on my family
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thedaveandkimmershow · 4 months
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Our Christmas Eve day ends up being a highly focused Christmas preparation event. So I leave the house around 9, maybe later, whilst Kimmer embarks on baking and cooking.
Not just baking and cooking for tomorrow, though. She makes samples as she goes. Samples we get to eat on the fly across the day.
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Nine-thirty I'm at the Alderwood 16 buying tickets for Wonka, the movie we're gonna see as a family tomorrow, Christmas Day, at 12:30.
Ten o'clock it's Trader Joe's. Ten-thirty it's the Neighborhood Walmart. Back home by 11:30. I tag out. Kimmer tags in. And now she's out 'n about shopping.
Me, I'm in the house wrapping presents for family friends who're coming over Christmas night, I'm doing a bit of house cleaning with guests in mind, and I'm hanging the final string of outdoor lights (the non-blinky kind) from the front door to the end of the west side of the house.
I think I prolly did the lights first 'cause Kimmer didn't want me up a ladder without her being there as well.
Not sure why. 🤨🤔
So I get the lights done, Kimmer goes out, Kimmer gets back, she tags out and I tag in to go out and get the cat food both of us forgot to buy our first time out. After that, I'm on the hunt for a single pint of whole milk Linzy wants for the Land 'o Lakes hot chocolate mix she brought. She actually shows up at our place right as I'm about to leave to get the cat food... then she goes into the house to help Kimmer by decorating the tree with her choice of ornaments and ribbon stashed in three big crates of Christmas ornaments we collected through the years from Kimmer's original collection she brought into our marriage, to ones we bought together, to a separate collection we got from a friend of ours, to ones Kimmer made when we lived at the apartment.
There's a lot of opportunities, a lot of ways to go decorating our tree from scratch, is my point.
By the time I'm back, that tree is good and done.
And gorgeous.
It really is a helluva thing Linzy did.
Her own little Christmas miracle, as far as I'm concerned. ☺️☺️☺️
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So now it's passed five and we're all back in the house together. Linzy decides it's time for a coupla pre-Christmas gifts. In this case, gift bags filled with specialty mugs and Land 'o Lakes hot chocolate. Mint for me. Trader Joe's chocolate butter cups for Kimmer, which, I now realize isn't so much hot chocolate as it is straight-up chocolate.
I definitely indulge before Linzy leaves for the day. And I thank her profusely becsuse Land 'o Lakes is a family Christmas classic.
Our favorite flavor?
Raspberry.
Reminds us of Kimmer's dad.
After that, Kimmer continues her holiday baking and cooking as Linzy 'n I work on the garlands and, in some cases, the lights that go with the garlands. By the time we're done, the inside of our home looks a lovely kind of festive.
And it's Christmas in our home again.
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At some point in there, probably between seven and eight, Linzy slips away for a Christmas party as Kimmer continues baking and cooking and I continue wrapping presents. By this point, I'm wrapping the presents I scored for Kimmer.
I also take a moment to write a few thoughts in the Christmas card I'm giving her Christmas morning.
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By nine-thirty we're ready to go and out the door to St. Mark's in Seattle where we experience the fanfare of Christmas, the candlelight of Christmas, the carols of Christmas, and a message that hits home at Christmas.
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These midnight services never wrap at midnight, of course, and this one's no different. By the time we're rolling out of the parking lot, listening to the smooth tones of Nat King Cole gently singing "O Little Town of Bethlehem", it's just passed 12:30 Christmas morning, which puts us back at the house around 1AM.
Christmas morning.
By the time we're in bed together courting sugar plums...
215AM.
Christmas morning.
Back in the day, back when I was a kid, that technicality of "Christmas" morning would have me all kinds of excited. As an adult, after a full day of transforming and preparing our home for Christmas...
Finally slipping into bed seems the proper reward for a job well done.
Merry Christmas!
☺️☺️☺️
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tish-creeativity · 6 months
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Nov 10/23
Today I started working on the creative brief, which again is a document that clarifies our comprehension of the assignment, as well as my mood board. I was a little stumped on the first brand analysis that I wanted to pick apart, as I am not a brand person, or loyal to any particular brand. So I asked my partner Scott what brand did he think I used most often or what brand reminded him of myself, and he automatically said “no name,” because I am somewhat of a no name type of person and I’m kinda known for this. For example, I was standing with my branding instructor & a few of my peers outside of branding class, waiting for another class to finish, and he goes “are those vans?” As he’s pointing at my shoes. My response was “no, I got these from Walmart cause they were on sale.” He responded with “I was almost surprised to see you wearing a brand, because you don’t seem like a brand person.” So yeah, I couldn’t care less about popular trends & brand name materials, as I am a very frugal individual who will even go “shopping” at lost & founds. In fact any clothing that I wear that is a popular brand name was 100% bought for me by a family member or my partner.
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