#customery

[amygdalae]

goddd Saturdays are always such a customer service-ass workday. Explode

#customers are just particularly customery

[jonchdecnfinch]

Jonah smiled, “Good morning,” he said, “My first customery of the day, aren’t I lucky? Anything I can help you find?”

@aryanarcbins​

#sdhqclosed #starter #convo #aryana

[tentaipetto]

Chapter 1

Ismelda looked around the room at the life she knew she would never have, that she was never meant to have. Soft furnishings that looked plump and inviting, the kind that would easily swallow a small child without any trouble. Wooden artifacts that were so intricately decorated she thought she might actually be able to smell the grapes carved into them. Above her a crystal chandelier dangled, shimmering and sending small twinkling reflections of candlelight shooting around the room. The candles themselves were enormous, almost the size of a child, they made the room warm, they smelt inviting and projected a much more amiable atmosphere than Ismelda felt the room should have been afforded. There were 2 large 4 seater sofas with a plethora of fancy cushions arranged on them, they were facing each other in the middle of a large and beautiful rug that was depicting various hunting scenes. Around the sofas were various tables, sideboards and display cabinets, all of which were creaking under the weight of nik-naks, artwork, gifts, and crockery.

Ismelda herself was the one thing in the room that was plain and simple, her appearance was anyway. She tried not to feel self-conscious about it but her efforts appeared to be in vain, she flattened down her tatty brown woollen skirt with her hands and tried to adjust the handkerchief holding back her long but greasy auburn locks but she ended up just creating a lump in the fabric that looked suspiciously like she had some sort of protruding tumour growing out of the side of her head. Dressed differently, Ismelda would probably have been quite beautiful, or at the very least fairly attractive, but in her current slightly stained, tired, crumpled and greasy state she appeared to look necessary. Her skirt was necessary as it covered her legs which were a shocking shade of white and had in the past actually startled people who happened to glimpse them. Her handkerchief was necessary to keep her long hair from falling into her tired eyes while she worked, the sweater that was originally thick and was now constructed more of holes that fabric was necessary to keep her organs slightly warmer than the rest of her body, it was also the same 'fetching' shade of brown as her skirt which Ismelda felt must have been a bonus on some level. Finally her feet were clad in a two part ensemble of itchy brown woollen socks which were necessary for her blisters not to make the inside of her shoes slippery. Covering the socks were her shoes which were at some point leather but it was now debateable as to the material of thier construction, but they were necessary to maintain a semblance of respectability as it was very much frowned upon to be without shoes in any sort of respectable profession. Ismelda, without even trying, was the epitome of necessary. But here she felt decidedly surplus to requirements. Standing in the plush surroundings it made her feel dowdy and boring, but at home it just made her feel normal. Her parents had never gone in for any of this new fangled frivolity and colourfullness. They much prefered the necessary look, plus it was much much easier on the brown woollen necessary purse strings.

Ismelda was currently within the walls of the main castle of the Northern Bank which resided a little outside Longthorne, it used to reside in Longthorne but the villagers got fed up of the comings and goings of castle life and just sort of moved away, now the castle was surrounded by the homes and businesses of the people who worked inside the castle walls. It was usually customery for servants and maids and workers to live within the walls and safety of the castle to which they served, but the ruler here was nervous of people and chose a few that he trusted enough to give lodging inside his realm of safety. The people outside were not trusted enough, they were just workers, but they were required to stay close to the castle, should they be needed. Ismelda had always thought that it was quite a rude way to deal with ones employees, but who was she to judge, it was obviously working as no one had managed to bump the ruler off yet.

Longthorne itself was a fairly quiet little place, the sort of place that keeps itself to itself. Simple, plain folk lived there, they werent stupid, they just werent all that intelligent either, but they were bloody hard working. Each household looked after itself, but was more than willing to help someone in need. Generosity was a virtue, few could afford it but they would do it anyway. Ismelda was proud to be from Longthorne, it was possibly the quietest famous place on the planet. She had only visited a few villages one way or the other, she had never gone far, so the thought of where she might end up after all the talking was done was making her nervous.

Ismelda took a deep breath in an effort to calm herself but it didnt help, the warm smell of the candles was filling her brain with hungry thoughts but she could smell something else in the background, a small smell hiding behind the coat tails of the bigger smells infront, but it was getting bigger. Cigar smoke! Ismelda smiled to herself at her own revelation and then let it sink in a little, and quickly began to panic. If she could smell that smell, and that smell was getting bigger, that meant he was on his way towards her. She felt her legs tense and panic began to float around her and envelope her like a blanket. She fought the urge to run, to leave the warm room behind and just go home and forget this whole sorry affair, but she didnt, Ismelda stayed perfectly still where she had been standing the whole time and the only external difference to show her panic was a slight quickening of her breath. Ismelda decided that in an attempt to maintain her composure she would concentrate very hard on one thing, she did this in her own life at home but there it was much easier to choose something as there was much less to choose from. Here there were all manner of trinkets, pieces of furniture with elborate decoration, clocks, curtains and pieces of artwork. Ismelda didnt really go in for all this fanciness, the artwork just seemed pointless and headache inducing. She decided that a small but nevertheless useful trinket box on the side table infront of her would have to do. It had a purpose besides decoration that satisfied her parents voice that was echoing through her mind. The box itself was a hexagon shape with a flat lid, it was a deep violet in colour and was inlayed with pink and blue pearlescent stones that followed its hexagonal shape in thin lines into the centre where a large purple pearl sat and pretended that it was useful because someone had once said it was a handle. Ismelda mused about how much a box like this was worth, a months wages? a years? 10 years? it was probably the latter she concluded, and then some. This whole room would probably take 3 generations of her large extended family thier whole lifetimes to decorate. The reality of her situation began to creep in again, like an icy chill on the back of your neck on a cold shivering night on the seashore. Ismelda knew the reason she was there was a valid one, she knew there was no other choice, had there been her parents would certainly have chosen any other path than this one for thier eldest daughter. But this was thier only hope and Ismelda knew it, which made this particular situation so much more difficult to deal with, the inescapability of what was about to happen felt like it was trying to suffocate her. Ismeldas breath quickened again and a very thin sheen of perspiration unbefitting of a young lady (which was lucky really as Ismelda could be called many things but a lady wasnt one of them) began to form on her forehead that was unaccustomed to being within a room that was this far away from freezing on a thermometer. The moment was almost upon her, she could feel the air around her change texture, as if it became thicker and more difficult to gulp down into her lungs, it began to tingle and prickle on her skin. She fought the urge to flee one last time and just at the precise moment she was attempting to calculate how high up from the ground the window was and how mant broken bones would result from flinging herself out of it, just at that moment the ornate wooden double doors across the room were flung open and a large figure appeared from beyond them flanked with many more guards than were actually necessary and a cloud of cigar smoke that must have been a serious health concern for anyone in its vicinity.

#novel #tallinovel #tallinovelone #ismelda

[localreport]

Shah Rukh Khan tops IMDb's record of 10 maximum customery Indian stars, Alia Bhatt and Deepika Padukone practice

[kstarvibes]

An Blameless Teen Is Brutally Overwhelmed By way of Police Then Being Wrong For Wearing A Knife

The sufferer’s folks are looking ahead to an apology. Koreaboo Simply now Amid the customery knife warnings and assaults in Korea, a teen was once overwhelmed by way of two cops next being wrong for sporting a weapon. | News1 Within the town of Uijeongbu in Gyeonggi Province on August 6, a 16-year-old center college pupil was once jogging round his community when all of sudden two cops tracked…

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#Blameless #Brutally #Knife #Overwhelmed #Police #Teen #Wearing #Wrong

[sewverse]

THE QUEENS GAMBIT SKIRT.

We all like watching series because they transport us to places we would like to visit or times we miss. In addition, the beautiful outfits they wear can inspire us and make us want to recreate those looks. That’s why I love watching The Queens Gambit.

And one of the locks she wore is a nice mustard yellow skirt with plates on each side of the hip.

To cut the fabric I started by measuring the length I wanted it to be and the bottom with. Then, to cut their waist, I fold it in half so I could mark the middle and from then their sides of their waist, adding the centimetres that the plates needed. After cutting the fabric I then added some pins to keep the plate in place and so their front and back panel together. But only on one side because the other one needed the zipper.

The waistband was really easy to make because it is only a rectangle with the length of your waist and devil there with you want it to be. Once you fold it in half you can attach it to the skirt panel right sides together and then state in the zipper and finish that side seam so you can hem it.

The result is a really nice skirt that won’t go out of fashion, in a nice bright colour that will suit the winter cold with a nice jumper on, or a breezy spring afternoon with a nice blouse.

#diy #inspiration #sewing #fabric #fashion #craft room #i sew my clothes #fashionista #sewingroom #sewsewsew #the queen's gambit #thequeensgambitnetflix #customery #skirt #skirt tutorial #diy skirt #youtube #sewverse

[teomodo]

i want him to look... scrufflier

#quinnart #val #bede #oc #more... eye contact avoidy #and bede more whole foods customery

[fuck-customers]

I got out of retail hell! I work as a receptionist im 8-5 m-f and now there's a pandemic and I cant do shit with my weekends lol. But really I still answer the phone to some confused peeps like I cant help you i can only direct you and give messages sorry your guy cant call you back like ever its not my issue

Consider it down time away from people. Time to catch up on reading, video games, binge watching some tv, maybe picking up a new hobby. These days I find myself very frustrated with people when I have to go out and run errands and I’m no longer working. Just going to the grocery store just amps my anger up real bad because customers are still real customery. If anyone’s read any good books or seen any good tv shows, suggest one in the comments. Maybe it might interest anon! -Abby

[yellow-verandah]

This pure brass Araku Filter Coffee Set is a true luxury for coffee lovers. It is designed in pure heavy brass and antique border. A beautiful customery of South India's frothing coffee culture has been recreated with this handcrafted coffee serveware. Buy this product at Yellow Verandah.

#Brassware #brass Araku Filter Coffee Set #Yellow Verandah #antiques #Brass

[616witch]

ok those emojis are impossible to find but sleep and happy headcanon for Hank!

!!!!

☾ - sleep - Hank very rarely sleeps. I think it's canon he can survive for two weeks with no sleep before his performance begins to falter? So like,,, if the man doesn't need to sleep? He doesn't. If anyone asks this is so he can maintain peak productivity but its also bc the feline part of his brain is more nocturnal, so trying to sleep is super difficult. N usually bc of the fur he ends up overheating but he kinda has a mental block around acting more "animal-like" so he just sorta. suffers. Not to mention customery "trauma dreams induced by superheroing" lmao

wonderbeast bonus he finds it easier to fall asleep next to/holding simon bc simon has no blood and is therefore cold as a fucking corpse so they. balance each other out 🥺

☆ - happy - Much like a cat, Hank's ears n tail go up when happy, n when very pleased (or someone he really trusts pets him lmao) he'll purr, not that he'll ever admit it. He does get depressed fairly often but tbh if you know what makes him happy it's not too difficult to pick his spirits up; he likes people being happy with him n being proud of him, has a weakness for sweet treats n I bet he loves discussing and debating books n stuff. And if he trusts you enough (and this is a place reserved for like 2 people) he'll let you pet him n will enjoy it no matter how much he insists otherwise

#bruh you can copy and paste emojis if you hold on them- #anyway thank you for asking!!!! i love these!!!! #humantorch #mine #mutuals 💛 #asks #answers #headcanons #hank mccoy

[theyearofyears]

Today is the last day of Lunar New Year - in China it’s the Lantern festival. I’ve been saving for today my favourite discovery, @mellyeatsworld. This is not meant to be a foodstagram, but with so many great food customs it is a bit inevitable. I first saw Melly’s ox-shaped fortune cookies (swipe to see pics) made JUST with batter for Lunar New Year. The precision is incredible. But she’s topped that with these off-the-scale intricate rice balls, a special food for today - read her words below for more on their significance. And, as she also makes such delicacies as sculpted breakfast cereal and boba, I highly recommend spending many minutes, or hours, looking through her account - at least until the next new year.

Happy New Year.

Posted @withregram • @mellyeatsworld Happy Lantern Festival (元宵節)!🏮 Celebrated on the 15th day of the Lunar New Year, it also marks the end of the Lunar New Year celebration in the Chinese culture (and yup, time to go back to school/work!) It's customery to eat sweet glutinous rice balls with the family on the day of the Lantern Festival, as the rice balls symbolise family union, completeness and happiness.❤️ These little cow-shaped rice balls (3 photos in total) are each holding a good luck fruit for the New Year.🐮  The apple🍎 symbolises “safety” (“蘋/平安”), the orange🍊 symbolises “auspiciousness” (“橘/吉祥”), and the pineapple🍍 symbolises “prosperity” (“旺來”). Here is to a fulfilling and healthy year ahead!😀🍻

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元宵十五，偷閒捏了三顆🐮湯圓 (原本雄心壯志要捏八顆，結果到第三顆就耐心耗盡 😅)。去年大家都太辛苦，希望今年能夠蘋平安安🍎，橘吉祥祥🍊，旺旺來來🍍 (疊音詞會不會太噁噁心心啊?😜)~!

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#湯圓 #tangyuan #mochi #riceball #元宵 #可愛い #甜點 #手作りお菓子 #クッキー #newyear #2021 #lunarnewyear #chinesenewyear #dessertgram #cuteanimals #instafood #instagood #sweets #desserts #cow #yearoftheox #cny #chinese #cutefood #牛年 #asian #療癒 #love #photoofday #元宵節

#Instagram

[chucktaylorupset]

the most blessed day of aziraphale’s life was when a suspiciously customery looking person walked into his shop and turned around and dumped their collection of pulp paperbacks onto the counter and said “you buy books, right?” whole crate cost aziraphale like five bucks and now he has more books!!!  he had no idea that was a thing that could happen when he opened a bookshop!! the dumbass!!!

#my post #good omens #aziraphale

[toocool2btrue]

Rising Feelings

(The Au in which everything is the same except Plance personalities are switched. Sorry this might seem a bit confusing, It's just plance)

Lance wearingly eyed the auburn haired girl over his plate of food goo.

He had probably seen the smirk of hers thousand times by now but it had never been directed towards him.

She was busy in conversation with one of the Rebels who had taken refuge in the castle.

The conversation seemed overlyfriendly with occasional playful laughter. Lance found it hard to keep his food down.

He had never been more grateful for Allura when she appeared and ended the breakfast date.

"Pidge, we need to start getting ready for the meeting with the Solarains" she informed.

Pidge didn't seem too disappointed, as she enthusiastically waved goodbye and disappeared with Allura.

The Rebel, whose name Lance hadn't really cared to learn took his leave as well.

Keith soon followed, leaving Hunk and Lance.

"Dude, are you gonna finish that?" Hunk asked.

"Have fun bud" Lance mumbled sliding the plate towards him.

"Lance buddy, I know that your jelly but-"

"I am what?" he questioned.

Hunk's big brown eyes blinked at him as he carefully swallowed the food goo.

"Don't even try to deny that your jealous buddy" Hunk stated sternly and Lance could feel his face burning up.

"Whatever I am going training" he mumbled, avoiding Hunk's eyes.

He was grateful for Coran for designing the stimulation to practice his shooting.

The virtual galras and centuries became victim to his fury.

A smirked graced his face as he efficiently shot down his opponents. Lance had completely lost track of time, the stimulation were becoming harder and harder but he was on fire.

Finally he was feeling like the paladin of the Red lion!

Unfortunately the glory couldn't last long, his muscles had started aching and his eyes were now strained.

Exhausted, he finally collapsed on the floor of the training room.

"That was impressive" a voice belonging to none other but Katie Holt commented.

She was leaning against the entrance of the training room, with a smirk gracing her face.

"Hunk told me you have been here since breakfast, so I thought I should check up on you" she informed handing him a water pouch.

Lance gratefully took it.

"How long were you standing there?" he questioned.

"Long enough" she grinned, taking a seat beside him on the ground.

Only now he noticed that although she was in her paladin uniform,her hair was knotted into a messy bun and she was wearing slight make up.

Pidge caught his gaze, "Allura was in a mood for bit of a dress up" she explained, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh" was all he was able to mumble, leaving some words unsaid.

"How did the meeting go?" Lance questioned trying to change the subject.

Pidge giggled making his heart jump, "It was less of a meeting and more of dance off" she explained.

Lance raised his brow in confusion.

"Solarains are pretty fun people, they weren't that interested inthe whole meeting. Mostly they quickly agreed to what Allura was saying. I thought we would get back to the castle early but they had something else planned"

"According to them before the guest leave they have to take part in a customery goodbye dance and since we were special guest the dance was longer" she groaned.

"Isn't that one of your specialities?" he questioned with a sly smirk.

"It was fun at first. The dance was pretty fast and we were constantly changing partners but then my feet started aching. They have a freaking wild stamina, they didn't even need to catch a breath" she gestured wildly.

"Let me show you" she said, getting up on her feet again.

Lance mumbled a slight protest but finally got up as Pidge tugged on his arm.

"This is ridiculous" he muttered.

"Come on, you can handle a bit of dance" she encouraged.

She took hold of both of his hands and started guiding him the steps.

"What are we doing?" he asked, trying his best to hold back his laughter.

"I know it's silly but you have to admit that it's fun" she smiled, her amber eyes were twinkling with childish excitement.

He couldn't help but reflect the smile on his face as well.

"We would have to change partners now but since it's just the two of us.." she informed.

Lance's grip slightly tightened on her gloved hand, he didn't want to change partners.

"It would have been more fun and less crazy looking with some music but oh well" she muttered, trying her best to avoid his toes.

His legs had forgotten their ache instead he was feeling on top of world. Which he was in a kind of a way.

"Now we bow to the King " she ordered, ducking in for a low bow as one hand holding onto his.

Lance followed suit, chuckling. He felt like he was an actor in a play.

"I told you that it was fun"

"Fine it was" he agreed, trying his best to stop his growing smile.

"Can I have my hand back now?" she asked cheekily.

"Sorry" he mumbled, diving in the sea of embarrassment.

"That's alright" she replied, with telltale rosiness spreading on her cheeks.

"I better get changed. I'll see you at dinner" she waved goodbye.

Lance watched her disappear, before falling on the floor as a much happier person than before.

Meanwhile as Pidge made her way towards room, she couldn't get rid of the tingling feeling in her hand and for some reason her stomach was filled giddiness.

"Nice dance" Hunk commented appearing out of thin air.

"I was just trying to cheer him up. You were the one who told me that he was in a bad mood" she defended.

"Well you did a pretty good job at that. Although I couldn't help but wonder, was there something else inthe atmosphere as well" he teased.

Pidge rolled her eyes at him, "Oh shut up" she said, disappearing inside her room.

Hunk grinned in satisfaction, heading back to the kitchen singing merrily.

Pidge leaned against the door of her room, her giddiness had subsided a bit but she couldn't help but wonder.

Had his eyes always been that blue?

#pance #pidgance #plance #flirty robot #pidge gunderson #pidge #pidge holt #vld pidge #vld lance #voltron lance #lance mcclain #lance #wateringplance #personality switch #rainforest #hunk garrett #hunk #allura #vld keith #keith kogane #keith (voltron) #pining #pining lance

[secret-jedi]

If the tumblr-geddon takes down my blog tomorrow...

Just a customery reminder that if worst comes to worst you can all find me on soon to be made accounts on INSTAGRAM, TWITTER, and PILLOWFORT(?) under the username

Secret-Jedi

#my tired procrastinating ass hasnt made the accounts yet but im really tired

[emilycywinskimars]

Customer

I draw a slime monster as one of the customers in Lady Kumo’s market stand. her Hopsicle pops are very addictive because of the secret ingredient inside the pop, which is bunny meat which is something monsters don’t have on planet Kries.

I really love how the customer looks, he is so cute and I would love to make a plushy of him one day.

Research

I wanted to make a slime monster so I looked at two Anime’s I absolutely love, which are the Anime That Time I got Reincarnated as a Slime because of the slime monster it has. I also looked at Clannad because they have these creatures called Dongo Family’s, these aren't slimes but they catch the cuteness that I want to go for. So I made a green slime monster that looks like a mixture of both of these characters.

Friday 14th January 2022

#research

[reallifepotato]

I wish I had a holiday where it was customery yet not mandatory to give people cookies as a gift

#I'm on break gotta do all my thinking now