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plugincaro · 2 years
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Top EV Stocks in India... (not Tata Motors)
Top EV Stocks in India… (not Tata Motors)
Get out of all petrol two-wheeler stocks… they are heading for a disruption… and they are not ready for that at all. What they have on offer is half the range of its competition yet priced 40% more than its competition. Share Price movement over last 5 yrs of Olectra Greentech, JBM Auto, Tata Motors & Ashok Leyland Well the game just got started… there is going to be more… like Oppo, Vivo,…
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rottenpumpkin13 · 2 months
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more dad friend Angeal and mom friend Genesis pls I need floof 🥺
Angeal And Genesis Parenting Sephiroth Headcanons
• Genesis brushes Sephiroth's hair for him when he's too exhausted or can't muster up the energy to. He makes Sephiroth sit on the bed and takes slow, gentle strokes so that he doesn't hurt him. Sometimes he'll talk softly, others he'll hum or quote a poem.
Sephiroth likes the way Genesis braids his hair over when he does it himself. There's no difference, but Sephiroth claims "it feels better."
• Sephiroth thinks he's being a rotten friend when he steals Angeal's hoodies. He still hasn't caught on that they're all his exact size and preferred style, and will probably never find out that Angeal buys them specifically for him to "steal."
• Genesis likes to eat apples around Sephiroth so he can share it with him. He doesn't think his friend eats enough fruit, and is more than happy to sit with him, cut up pieces with his pocket knife and hand them to him one by one.
• They always put Sephiroth in the middle when they're sitting together.
• This extends to their sleepovers, where Sephiroth sleeps in the middle, sandwiched between them.
• Whenever Genesis and Angeal go grocery shopping (together or alone) they remember to buy Sephiroth snacks he likes and to keep their cupboards stocked with his favorite things. It's one of the many ways they make sure Sephiroth eats since he's prone to forgetting to feed himself.
• Angeal hugs him and doesn't pull away first.
• Angeal likes to cook, Genesis likes to bake on occasion. Sephiroth can cook, but he's not nearly as adept as the other two. Angeal and Genesis share the kitchen sometimes making dinner and dessert respectively.
Sephiroth helps by chopping and stirring things—that is, when he's not sitting on the counter and watching them. Genesis gives him the spoons to lick. Angeal lets him taste things to make sure he likes them.
• Genesis once bought him an "adult" coloring book to see if it would help with stress. He didn't expect Sephiroth to finish it within the week. "Coloring book for Seph" is now a permanent item on his shopping list and he makes sure to check whenever they're running out.
• They will never embarrass Sephiroth by grabbing his hands to cross the street. But Sephiroth walks too fast and often impatiently crosses the street before the light turns green (he has social anxiety to thank for that). So they've developed the habit of walking on either side of Sephiroth and keeping him close, gently nudging him with their arms.
• One time Hojo insisted on keeping Sephiroth overnight to monitor his mako levels. Genesis and Angeal heard this and didn't think twice before going to R&D to stay with him. Sephiroth figured it was the shock of seeing the two SOLDIERs show up at 1 AM that killed Hojo's protests. The three of them sat on a cold metal slab table for hours—with Sephiroth in the middle.
The sound of beeping monitors were drowned out by soft laughter, conversation, and a half-hearted game of Queen's Blood. Eventually Genesis and Angeal fell asleep, slumped on Sephiroth's shoulders. In that moment, Sephiroth forgot what it was like to feel unsafe in the labs.
• Genesis always keeps a spare hair tie or two in his pocket in case Sephiroth needs it.
• Sephiroth once fell asleep on the couch in Angeal's office one night when they were going over assignment details. Angeal knew how little sleep Sephiroth had been getting lately, so he opted to carry him back up to his apartment. Thank the goddess that the only person he ran into was Genesis, who followed them back and made a fuss of getting Sephiroth's bed ready for him.
• One time Gen and 'Geal are standing in line at a store. The lady in friend of them makes an offhand comment about how she's glad her child isn't with her to ask for something from the candy display.
Genesis: Tell me about it.
Angeal: What is it with kids and mediocre candy?
Lady: Oh! You two have a child?
*Genesis and Angeal look over and see Sephiroth excitedly coming towards them. He has a box of limited edition materia lollipops in his hands*
Genesis: Close enough.
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Aranara Mafia AU
-> Pt. 4
It's been 2 weeks since Inazuma city's downfall. All citizens have evacuated to either Watatsumi Island or deported.
In Vanarana, the aranara celebrate the downfall of another nation led by a sinful leader. So far, they've managed to hold 2 archons hostage.
To celebrate, they decide to buy some wine and more cigars.
For such a special occasion, of course they'd need the best wine available, so they go to Mondstadt and head directly to Dawn Winery.
Elzer notices that Dawn Winery's stock of wine has been running low constantly. It's been like this for the past few months, because of the hellish drought, grapes are rather hard to grow.
Despite this, Dawn Winery remains abundant in terms of wine. Until today, that is.
Today, 10 barrels of their best wine went missing, not a sound was heard, and not a single footprint or speck of dust was evident. The only clue they had was a trail of dendro energy.
Since then, every night, at least 5 barrels of wine went missing. Due to this, now there's a wine shortage. Now, wine can only be ordered through reservation, while the price was raised by 5×.
Because Venti misses being able to have wine everytime he comes, he decides to investigate possible locations of the missing wine.
All of the clues he has leads to Sumeru, the land of the Dendro archon, so he goes there.
It didn't take long for him to find dozens of barrels of wine, empty, in the middle of a forest.
But as he turned around to head back to Mondstadt, he was knocked out. He didn't get to see exactly what knocked him out, but all he saw before his vision faded to black was a green, tall radish with a stick.
When he woke up, he was also buried in tightly packed soil, with around 20 radishes, all similar-looking to the thing that knocked him out earlier, but this time, they're all drunk, which kind of explains why the entire forest reeks of alcohol.
He looks around to see both Morax and Ei, wondering how they were captured by a bunch of sentient cabbages.
Some cabbages water the three of them, while some sing and some slur and wobble around.
Taglist:
- @java-lava
Okay but fr how high is an aranara's alcohol
tolerance???
-> Pt. 4.5
-> Pt. 5
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starsurface · 1 month
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Hiiii can I ask for um, Johnny cage with a regressor (around 3-5) who’s sick, really often, and has a really weak immune system, I don’t have a preference for mk 11 or 1 so, whichevers easier
Hi!!! I did choose MK1 Johnny, hope that's okay! :D
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<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
CG Johnny Cage MK1 w/ Sick Regressor Hcs
⭐ Your sickness? Pookie, that’s OUR sickness!! 🥺 - Johnny Cage
⭐ All jokes aside though, he feels terrible for you!!! (Mostly because he might be the reason you keep getting sick . . .)
⭐ It’s not his fault!! He just . . forgets that your immune system doesn’t like you most times :(
⭐ What’s better than dancing in the rain together? A really cute moment, but not a nice fever the next day
⭐ Or air conditioning in the middle winter just so you two have to cuddle together or wear cute winter outfits 😒 (I can’t say anything, i like my cold air)
⭐ If your not already regressed while sick, he’ll try his hardest to get you to slip
⭐ If your inbetween headspaces, he’ll also try to push you to fully slip
⭐ He’ll take all the responsibilities!! Cleaning, cooking, anything ‘big’ you do is now his job
⭐ Your health is also his job!! If he can fuss about you, he will!!
⭐ Not because he’s the reason your sick (that rain dancing was worth it) but because one, he loves fussin over you, and two, he feels bad that you feel all icky and not very nice
⭐ Will go out of his way to buy Princess/Paw Patrol noose soup (Only soup I have whie sick)
⭐ ^ And by that I mean he’ll usually have it stocked or he’ll get one of his friends to buy it because he doesn’t want to leave you alone
⭐ That’s why it’s OUR sickness, you think your attached to him? He is clinging to you!! (His immune systems decent, so it takes a little bit to get him sick)
⭐ ^ And if he does get sick, you two can be sick together >:)
⭐ Johnny’s not one to usually deny littles sweets and ‘junk food’, but he’ll put his foot down a bit your feeling this icky, especially if your throwing up
⭐ You gotta eat foods that’ll help your body get better!! Like greens or saltines
⭐ He’ll get you an entire sippy cup of Sprit though!!
⭐ Makes sure you drink a ton of liquids, they’ll help you feel better!!
⭐ Although he might have you take yucky medicine :(
⭐ He doesn’t mean to be mean, but it’s going to help you feel better!!
⭐ If it’s liquid medicine, he’ll give you a small yummy treat afterwards
⭐ If it’s a pill, he’ll crush it and put it in your one juice of the day (<- Again, not being mean, he just wants to make sure you get better quickly)
⭐ If your usually a hyper regressor, he’ll try to distract you!!
⭐ Whether that’s making sock puppet shows, or giving you his own little tablet to play games
⭐ If you wanna try and run around and play, he’ll scoop you up and toss you back into bed/on the couch
⭐ Or he’ll chase you around for a bit and then pick you up
⭐ ^ He doen’t want to bottle you up in bed, but he’ll strap you down if he has too 😮‍💨
⭐ ^ He’ll even make it a little game where he’ll turn around to do something, only for you to sprint off and try to run out of the room!! You don’t get far, but if it makes you giggly and gets your energy out, he’ll encourage it <3
⭐ If you just wanna just lay in bed and cuddle, he’ll scoop you up, bundle you in a blanket, and snuggle the sickness out of you
⭐ If you wanna watch TV, he hasone in the living room, and in his bedroom, so your set on where you wanna cuddle
⭐ He insist you gotta take a nap, even if you aren’t a baby, it’ll help you feel better!!
⭐ He’l do almost anything to see his bouncing toddler again 🥺
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
I don't know if your sick or not, but I hope you get better!! <3
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thatanimewriter · 5 months
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BLOODY HELL.
➳ request: Feel free to decline but Could you do UA teachers helping students who are on their period?
➳ character/s: aizawa shouta (platonic)
➳ warnings: blood, mention of condoms but no reference to sex, unconventional use of panty liners LMAO (if you cosplay, it works very well i do recommend)
➳ notes: i hate periods they suck all the energy out of me for the whole week-
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / ��𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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── 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀.
a legend, truly
he has a whole ass cabinet dedicated to period products
and he has like
EVERY BRAND you ever knew of and more, both pads and tampons
probably doesn't have any cups or discs because he figures you shouldn't have a communal period cup/disk
but he will buy one for you if you want one
there's probably condoms in there as well to make the boys feel included
also has like, convenience store underwear in the cabinet in case anyone bleeds through
the only reason he has this level of preparation is because of midnight
she made all the male teachers stock up because they must be gentlemen n this is the most spotify green flag ever
aizawa would never let his students feel embarrassed for bleeding through
would just gently let them know and tell them to grab whatever they need from the cabinet
sometimes steals panty liners for himself to stick to the inside of his dress shirts to keep sweat stains away on the very hot days
and on interview days-
has one hot water bottle or wheat bag per seat in his classroom in case period cramps get that bad n somehow everyone has their period simultaneously
he made present mic go on errands to get refills once
he came bursting through the door brandishing the pack of pads or tampons and scream at the top of his lungs
aizawa never did that ever again, he just sends midnight now
a 10/10 honorary period dad
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Because I can, I made designs for an AU scrambling the roles of Pizza Tower characters :b
Character duos are kept together and put in roles of other duos, solo characters are put in the roles of other solo characters. I specifically chose roles for each character, and this started cause I wanted to make Vigi the main character lmao.
Closeups (and text transcripts) under the cut!
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Vigert in the role of Peppino: Trying to save his farm from destruction. Anxious and not very social, but will do anything for the farm he got from his Grandpa.
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Noisette in the role of Gustavo: Buys ingredients for her pastries from Vigi, and is his closest friend.
The Noise in the role of Brick: Feral rat man. Steals from Noisette on floor 1, got his ass handed to him, and the two come to an understanding. (And Theo falls in love with her energy and fighting spirit)
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Pizzahead in the role of Mr. Stick: Money hungry businessman with stock in Vigi’s farm. Not friendly with Vigi, but not hostile to him either.
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Gustavo and Brick: Brick was turned into a pillar and duplicated to support the tower. Gustavo, the repairman, works in the tower only to maintain his animal friend.
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Pepperman in the role of Pizzahead: Wants the land of Vigi’s home to build a massive museum dedicated to his own greatness. (Wearing green contacts)
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Peppino in the role of Pepperman: Considers himself the best pizzamaker around, taking pride in his craft. Pepperman likes his passion and hired him for the tower.
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Mr. Stick in the role of Vigilante: Bounty hunter looking to get the bounty Pepperman put on Vigi. Uses modifies weapons and various gadgets in battle.
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Gerome and John Pillar in the role of Noise and Noisette: Gerome is an insane magician, John is a tired bar owner in the tower. The two brothers fight VERY often, but do care deep down.
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John E Cheese in the role of Fake Peppino: A clone of Vigerts Grandfather made to mess with Vigi’s mind. (Note: Completely replaces Fake Pep).
Will I do anything with this AU? WHO KNOWS! I just thought making the designs was fun, the rest is up to whether or not my mind fixates on this AU or not lmao.
I don’t even really have a name for the AU
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moonstruckdraws · 3 months
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Plant Portraits
(pst- psssssst!- Hey, hey you. Yeah, you! Want to see something cool? look at this post by @hellishgayliath. It's about the characters shown here! They worked on it for a week straight, so check it out!) . . .
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Hi, yes, hi, hello. Yeaaaaaah- steering away from the angst me & Helli brewed while I recover from crying. This was inspired exactly a month ago from this ask I made to Helli ask bout their oc's fav plants. I wanted to try out a new rendering style & thought this be a good opportunity + plant practice
Pico; He likes cinnamon plants/trees & likes to knaw on cinnamon sticks. So I did cinnamon plants! Specifically Cinnamomum cassia, or known as Chinese cassia, that is the most commonly sold cinnamon in North America (yes you are getting plant facts this took longer to research than to draw mainly because I like learning but that's besides the point and I wanna share knowledge) I really like how the leaves came out! Twas very fun. His plants are well maintained, healthy, & green (maybe too green lol) which shows his craft in gardening & care. Luci doesn't have teeth, so she can't really 'knaw' on things, so she didn't like trying Pico's snacks when she stole one. She was coughing on cinnamon for the next hour after. Pico laughed at her, obviously Ingenuity: the quality of being clever, original, and inventive
Bao; He likes wisteria flowers, the purple variation (my fav colour)! I loved loved LOVED coloring these plants, but it feels the most empty out of all of them (Clem is all over the place lmao) but I also kinda like it. Like it reflects their personalities this way, like he's the most upkept in society (despite his utter lack of gardening knowledge). Apparently, American wisteria is a host plant to native butterflies and moths! Add that to another reason Luci likes Bao lol. I feel like anytime she comes to the tea shop, Bao would bring her to the garden he & Pico would be working on. And everytime he's show her the plants he managed on his own they'd be drooping and dying lmao. Bao would be so confused & Luci is just unsurprised. And yes, I did think of & look at the wisteria in demon slayer Versatility: the ability to adapt or be adapted to many different functions or activities
Clem; She likes (take 3 seconds to guess) citrus fruits!! Like her name. So I of course did citrus fruits, lemons & oranges. She has my FAVORITE pose, her reaching for the fruit while juggling some in her other arm is adorable. And of course that cute face of hers! Her plants are just EVERYWHERE & is the only one to touch the ends of the canvas (that I wanted to avoid but oh well, it didn't look good otherwise). Besides, it shows her big personality and chaotic energy children have. Apparently, they're sometimes called 'Christmas oranges' because they're in season in winter months. I thought that was interesting. Does Clem like the cold, Helli or does she despise it like Pico lol? Apparently, they are also those cuties or halos oranges I use to devour as a child lol. And because of said memory, I say that Clem does too. I like to think Luci learns to share, like a child, from Clem, a said child. Luci sells back people's stuff overpriced all the time, and only shares things with Repo. She obviously isn't sharing anything with Pico & she mainly hangs out with Bao at the tea shop so she only buys things. She stole Clem's fruits in front of her once. Let's just say a bunch of sad faces and crying, not only bleed her earholes, but made her feel bad (but she'll never admit it). Does she share things now? Kindaaaaa- no. No, not at all. Only Clem & Repo Affability: the quality of being friendly and easy to talk to
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aaaand my inspo board just cuz I was going to draw Vera, I really was! (I was so FRICKIN EXCITED to draw the plant with the braided stock next to the pink flower) but... one look at her head and the pose I chose, I said "No."
Bao was already troubling enough I don't need to build up hate to a character I barely know & already like by getting frustrated with their head (again). So no Vera, Helli, sorrys. Her descriptor was going to be 'nobility' btw
GO CHECK OUT HELLI'S POST IT'S SO GOOD (sad) BUT AMAZING!
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Apples and Cherries
Part Three to Coffee and Cinnamon and Maple Latte
Word Count: 2048
Summary: A bakery mishap leaves Steve scrambling.
Warnings: More fluff and foolishness and a mistreated kitchen item
A/N: Sorry for the delay, my fine friends. They’ve got me working so much overtime, it legitimately feels illegal. Happy Valentine’s Day!
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Steve was jittery as he made his way into the bakery that morning. There wasn’t really a good reason to be. He just felt… something. 
Things had been different between the two of you lately, since he started going in and buying coffee every morning.
The rivalry was still very much alive, but it had lost some of its edge. Your comments were more playful than biting, when you bothered to insult him at all. You smiled more. Genuine smiles instead of the dark eyed grins that he found more than slightly terrifying. You touched more. Overlapping fingers during the exchange of coffee cups and pastries. Nudges with elbows and knuckles and shoulders. An occasional arm squeeze. 
(Three of them, to be exact. Not that he was keeping track. That would be weird.)
The nervous energy buzzing beneath Steve’s skin didn’t seem to be affecting Sam in the slightest, who was humming happily to himself while loading his side of the pastry cases. It had been his turn to open this morning, and Steve could see trays of croissants and turnovers that he’d shaped and left in the fridge overnight now baked and cooling on a rack just over Sam’s shoulder.
“Gooooooood morning, sunshine. Did you know that I’m a genius? Actually, don’t answer that. Of course you know I’m a genius.”
Steve cracked a smile, leaning through the door into the kitchen to grab an apron - blue with white polka dots today. 
“What has the great and powerful genius that is Sam Wilson created this morning?”
Sam retrieved a small covered plate from the back corner, presenting it with a flourish.
“Taste it!”
“Gladly.” 
Not bothering with utensils, Steve lifted the beautifully glazed mini bundt cake off of the plate and took a hearty bite, smiling at Sam’s unimpressed expression. 
“Jesus, that’s good. Caramel apple? ”
“Yep. The cherries weren’t speaking to me today. I thought they’d be nice in the turnovers though since I used the apples.”
Steve froze, halfway to the sink to wash the sticky glaze from his fingers. 
“Oh, you used…”
“That okay? Mixing it up a little?” Sam raised a brow curiously at the low-grade panic he read on Steve’s face.
“Yeah, that’s… Are there any apples left?”
“Don’t think so. But we’re supposed to get more delivered tomorrow.”
This was stupid. There was no reason to be panicking about this. He wasn’t mad at Sam for using all the apples. He wasn’t. But like Steve, you were a creature of habit. Your order was always the same: one apple turnover, reheated if it wasn’t fresh from the oven. Only ever apple. 
Still, there wasn’t anything to be worried about. It’s not like you came in for a pastry every day, and he had yet to find a pattern in your visits. And while it was clear you enjoyed them, the happiness overtaking you on your first bite always enough to make Steve turn away to hide a proud smile, his ego wasn’t big enough to think it would ruin your day if your favorite pastry wasn’t in stock. 
But…
He didn’t love the idea of disappointing you.
And he was choosing not to think about that too much.
“I’m gonna run to the store. I’ll be back as quick as I can,” Steve said, fumbling with the apron ties.
Sam only watched his embarrassing attempts at speed folding for a couple seconds before snatching the fabric from his hands and waving him off.
“Go, Johnny Appleseed. I got it.” 
“Thank you!” 
He was out the door and halfway down the block before he reminded himself that he didn’t actually have to run. 
Thankfully, there was a tiny independent grocery store just four blocks away. The elderly woman at the register raised her eyebrows at his purchase of one single green apple, but mercifully chose not to comment. 
Sam, however, did not show that kind of courtesy.
“Are you really gonna make one apple turnover?”
“Yes,” Steve said, snagging his refolded apron that Sam had left on the counter. 
Sam stared at him for half a second more, opened his mouth, then closed it again.
“You know what? I’m actually not gonna say anything. We’ll see how this turns out.”
“She didn’t come by while I was out, did she?”
“Less pining, more baking.”
“I’m not-” Steve broke off with a huff, leveling Sam with a glare that had stopped being effective against him years ago and storming off into the kitchen.
Pining. Steve had never pined a day in his life. 
The tension eased from his shoulders as he began work on the apple filling, a recipe he’d been making since he was a teenager that contained half the spice rack and required measuring with the heart not the neatly labeled spoons. 
There was extra dough in the refrigerator, the way there almost always was. It made moments like this easier to manage and oven disasters or tragic clumsiness faster to recover from. 
Time passed differently when he was baking, faster and easier. The only thing on his mind was the next step. While the pastry baked, he easily occupied himself with cleaning up the mess he’d made. 
With two minutes left on his timer, he made the call.
“I don’t deliver.”
“What?”
“Your coffee. I won’t deliver it,” you said. “We had a deal, Rogers.”
“I know we did. That’s not what I - I have something for you. You can come whenever. I’ll be here.”
And then he hung up. Because Steve Rogers had many skills but carrying phone conversations wasn’t one of them. And maybe he was just a little bit nervous. Again. For no particular reason. 
Steve leaned out the kitchen door.
“I called Y/N,” he told Sam. “Let her into the back when she gets here, okay?”
Sam didn’t look up from his book.
“Or you could wait for her up here instead of hiding in the kitchen like a creep.”
“That’s…” Steve squinted. “Fair.”
He stepped forward, letting the door swing behind him, hovering just a few inches in front of it. 
“You have flour on your apron.”
Steve looked down quickly, swiping his hands impatiently over clean fabric before glaring at Sam again, who was smiling innocently. 
“What-”
The very childish argument was ended before it could begin, a cheerful jingle signaling your entrance into the bakery. You were wearing lipstick again. Because the universe enjoyed personally victimizing Steve. 
“Hi. Come on back.”
Without waiting for a greeting or your answer, he turned and disappeared through the swinging door. You stared at it curiously for a few seconds before turning to Sam.
“I was invited this time,” you said pointedly as you stepped around the counter.
“I’m getting you your own apron. This is getting ridiculous,” he sighed, rolling his eyes. 
“Better be a cute one.” 
The divine scent of freshly baked pastry greeted you when you entered the kitchen, instantly inspiring a smile.
 Steve was standing stiff and uncomfortable by the oven.  A baking tray rested on the stovetop, holding one extremely large turnover. 
Your smile widened.
“That’s a thing of beauty, and I’m very jealous. What did you call me over here for?”
Steve blinked at you.
“For… This is for you.”
“Oh! That’s very kind of you. What’s the catch?” 
“There’s no catch.”
“What’s the occasion?”
Steve shrugged.
“No occasion. Just… wanted to make you one. Sam used all the apples, so all we had was cherry. But you don’t… order… Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Keep talking.”
Steve narrowed his eyes in confusion but continued.
“You never order cherry. So I went to the store for an apple so I could make - What?” 
He’d seen you make all kinds of faces over the course of your strange and rocky friendship. 
Angry, challenging, suspicious. 
Amused, confident, joyful.
But this was different. There was a spark of something he didn’t recognize glowing in your eyes, lingering at the corner of your lips. 
You let out a breath. 
“Oh, God… I’m about to do something stupid.”
“What do you-” 
And Steve couldn’t even finish his question because you were looking at his lips. You were stepping closer. 
He had to be reading this wrong. Either way, he should almost certainly be saying something right now, but he never got a chance. 
Because you were feeling a little stupid and a lot impulsive, and this sweet and infuriating contradiction of a man had gone out of his way to make your favorite pastry when he should have been baking things he actually intended to sell, and honestly who does that?
So you kissed him.
Before you could think about it. Before you could talk yourself out of it. 
You kissed him. 
Your hands were on his shoulders, and his lips were far softer than you had expected where they rested against yours. But they weren’t moving. He wasn’t moving. 
It’s possible you stopped breathing for a moment. 
And you were about to pull away and make the fastest exit humanly possible out the back door when you felt the shift.
Tentative, as if half expecting a slap, as if this whole wonderfully stupid thing wasn’t your idea in the first place. 
A hand at your waist, one finger at a time before daring a full grip with his palm. So stupid and so very Steve, and as he felt your lips begin to smile at the gesture, he took it as further permission.
A delicate touch to your face, your neck, a skimming of fingertips over soft skin before this too solidified into something firmer. Holding your face, somehow both gentle and unyielding, keeping your still smiling lips exactly where he wanted them. And he did want them. That much he began to make abundantly clear. 
Apparently, Steve Rogers had other talents besides baking
Every touch was warm and respectful in a way that put butterflies in your stomach and made you want to stayed wrapped up in him for as long as you were allowed to. Every pass of his lips felt incredibly sweet, sharpened by the shock of new affection but still gentle, still careful. 
Your brain began to short circuit at roughly the same time you felt your hips back against the countertop. Though you’re certain you lost some time, you managed to recover enough of yourself to remember that you’d kissed him. He should be the one swooning, thank you very much. 
But he moved easier than expected beneath your insistent hands, hit the kitchen island harder than you intended, knocking a cutting board to the floor with a loud clatter that sent you springing apart with breathless gasps. 
As you both stared down at the cutting board like you’d never seen one before in your lives, the panic began to set in.
Steve’s eyes widened, his cheeks flushed. Your heart kicked into double speed. 
“I should go. I’m gonna go,” you said quickly, not daring to make eye contact.
“Don’t forget the-” 
Steve stepped forward, intending to wrap up the apple turnover for you, but you got there first, scrunching the parchment paper lining into a messy bundle and backing quickly towards the door. 
“Yep! Got it. Thanks for - Thanks.”
“Thank you.”
You left the bakery at a near run.
When Sam walked into the kitchen five minutes later to make sure his best friend was still alive, Steve was sitting on the floor, leaning back against the cabinets with a vacant expression.
“What just happened?”
Steve took a deep breath.
“Uh, well… I gave the… the thing, the…”
“Apple turnover?”
“Yep. That. That’s the one.”
Sam raised an eyebrow. 
“And?”
“She said… ‘I’m about to do something stupid.’”
“Running out of here without paying for it?” Sam guessed. 
“Don’t think so.”
“Poisoning you?”
Steve tilted his head, pursed his lips. 
“Little bit. Maybe. Probably.”
“Steve.”
He blinked a few times before lifting a hand to poke at his lower lip.
“Something stupid.”
“What does that - Oh! Oh,” Sam said, a wide smile taking over his face as Steve just nodded, still staring off into space.
Sam nudged his leg with his shoe.
“You good? You need your inhaler?”
The dreamy expression vanished in favor of a frown.
“Shut up,” Steve said turning his head away. “…Maybe.”
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Well, well, well...
What are we thinking, friends?
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Ko-Fi Prompt from @apprendere:
Economics topic: ethical investing (what definitions are they using when companies like amazon are on lists of ethical/social/green stocks?)
This one took me a bit of research 😅
My first instinct is that those are frequently greenwashing, and that any individual company needs to be investigated for those claims, personally, before actually going ahead to invest. I'm generally hesitant to call most investment/stocks ethical, but there are ways and reasons for ethics in the given industry (as discussed here with @rhokitten and @dasnya).
Green-chip stocks are, by name, a play on blue-chip stocks (established, stable, reliable companies that are unlikely to waver overly much if the economy takes a bad turn). Green chip companies are those that claim to be environmentally sustainable, or to support the environment in some way. If the company in question is one that works directly in environmental sustainability, such as solar panels or wind farms or organic farming tools, that's probably not a lie.
However... you also get companies like Ford claiming to be green. Now, from what I can tell so far, they have been cutting down on carbon emissions for two decades now, but any large company that historically relies on gas or oil claiming to be green is... a bit questionable. The Climate Town video on Carbon Offsets is a good primer on understanding how large transportation and vehicle manufacturing companies can use 'green' language to claim progress while effectively not changing any of their practices. With Ford, we've seen minor cuts in manufacturing pollution, but as this Guardian article points out, they still advertise for massive cars with terrible mpg... which is a related issue, because said massive cars, the SUVs and 'extended cab' pickups are unregulated compared to sedans and other, smaller vehicles (see: Not Just Bikes video).
Ford spends a lot of money advertising a car that is the opposite of green, and doesn't actually provide a use for the vast majority of people buying it. Unless you work in an industry where you need to haul large, dirty equipment on the regular, like on a farm or in construction or landscaping, you don't need a pick-up truck. And if you do work in those industries, an extended cab is generally not helpful.
So Ford is talking good game, but... is it following through? That's up for debate.
You mentioned Amazon, so I went to look at their Climate Pledge Fund. They mention a "net-zero carbon goal," which already sends up red flags, as explained in the aforementioned Carbon Offsets video. They do seem to be investing in a lot of companies that will theoretically make their future work have less of an environmental impact; the companies include electric vehicles, renewable energy, and custom packaging to reduce waste. It all sounds good.
But what do the critics say?
In this Thomson Reuters Foundation article, Khalil Abdullah addresses how Amazon has historically hidden most of its information on environmental impacts, engaged in a number of greenwashing campaigns, and shoved numbers on its enormous pollution under the rug. Yet, despite this, it remains on the list of companies that the ESG (environmental, social, and governance) investors consider a viable choice, because it's... easy. It's a good investment financially, so they can just... look away from the complications, because the money and reputation is enough.
In my eyes, the concept of green stock is yet another form of greenwashing, one with no actual, specified definition, which means it's about as useful in understanding your investments as words like 'organic.' Unfortunately, it looks like this is going to continue being one of the ways companies lie to us, and any individual investment needs to be examined thoroughly before we can figure out what it is that we're actually supporting.
My suggestion would be to look into companies that are acting directly in support of environmentalism (solar and wind are probably safe), have a long and transparent history of environmentalism, from before it was trendy, or are small, local, and maybe new enough that they aren't killing the environment in the name of economies of scale.
Maybe if you get in early enough, you can grab enough shares to have a positive impact on future green initiatives!
(Prompt me on ko-fi!)
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yujo-nishimura · 7 months
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The Escape - Part 12
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11
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Loguetown is one of the last few big towns before ships enter the grandline. A merchant town and a Marine controlled town it has everything young cadets and pirates need. Armories brim with sturdy armor, ensuring the safety and protection of those setting sail. Provision stores abound, stocked with essential supplies to sustain voyages across treacherous waters. Bookstores proudly showcase their collection of maps and charts, invaluable resources for skilled navigators seeking to chart their course amidst the unpredictable seas. And amidst it all, clothing merchants proudly display their wares, offering a dazzling array of fabrics and garments that capture the imagination with their beauty and allure.
You carefully wander around, enchanted by all the beautiful things this town has to offer. The streets of Loguetown come alive with the vibrant energy of its inhabitants. Little children playing on the pedestrian walkways, their laughter echoing through the air. Some engage in games of catch, their tiny hands gripping colorful balls that bounce gleefully. Others skip and twirl with jump ropes, their nimble feet gracefully navigating the rhythmic dance. Everything seems so peaceful here.
Marine officers standing guard on corners of the streets, keeping an eye out for any unwanted intruders. You are glad that this town seems to be so civilized - Buggy would probably just walk around here covered with a coat to avoid the bothersome marines. You stop in front of a shop selling dresses, a long green dress has caught your attention, beautifully crafted with stitches and pearls adorning its collar. You stand there for almost 5 minutes, completely hypnotized by the beauty of this piece of clothing. When was the last time you felt like a woman and not like a dirty pirate in ragged clothes? 
That was the life you had chosen but sometimes you wonder how it would have been if you could just go back to your village and live the life most girls choose over there - growing up, getting married and becoming a housewife. The more you thought about this, the more you started to dislike this thought as well - how boring life must be when you are just home, cooking and doing the laundry. 
You wanted something in between - life on the ship and sometimes wearing a beautiful dress like this… You look into the little bag you had tied around your hip. There were some bread crumbs and a bronze coin you had found in your chamber. That would probably be just enough to buy you one drink in a pub. You needed to first find a way to get some money. Then food. Then clothes. Then a boat. You sigh. This all sounds more difficult than you had anticipated. 
Maybe finding Luffy first was the best idea - not only to warn him, but to check if he already had a pirate crew and maybe some gold to share with you. 
With one last glance at the dress you decide to move on, hoping to come back later to acquire it. 
As you wander aimlessly through the streets you realize that the sun is slowly setting and you start to get a bit nervous - where could Luffy be? If you remember how your childhood friend was back in the village where you always played together, he was the one who was always noisy and in the center of attention. If he was still the same Luffy, then he might be at the central point of this town - probably at the market place or at the execution platform of the former pirate king Gol D. Roger. You remember that this town was the place where the former king of the pirates was executed. You realize that this must be the place where Luffy would be heading to. Curious as he was, this would be the spot he wanted to visit first. 
A friendly looking Marine with blonde hair smiles at you as you approach him to ask for directions. Directing your attention towards the main street, the marine gestures with an outstretched finger, drawing your gaze towards a figure positioned at the opposite end. As you obediently follow the line of sight, your eyes lock with Cabaji's, a fleeting moment of connection that sends a chill down your spine. However, a sudden realization washes over you, bringing reassurance that you were safe for now. In this town, which brims with righteous defenders of justice, Cabaji holds no power to inflict harm upon you.
Skillfully engaging the Marine in a conversation you keep asking about good restaurants and more clothing shops or any place he would recommend visiting. He keeps talking to you and you realize Cabaji, seemingly vanished from sight, has left your immediate vicinity. A wave of relief washes over you, taking away the nervousness that had lingered within. 
You make sure that there are people at every corner of the street you are following now, avoiding shortcuts and dark corners, because you know that could be the ideal moment for the Buggy pirates to catch you and bring you back. Hiding in plain sight was exactly the strategy you had to go with. 
As you finally reach the center of the town a vast open space stretches in front of you, surrounded by houses. This was the place where Gol D. Roger was executed 20 years ago. People were wandering over the plaza as if this place had no historical significance, the sun was shining and the execution platform stood in the middle of this area like a monument to remember the end and the beginning of the pirate era. 
You feel somehow moved, knowing not only the significance of Gol D. Roger but also thinking back of how cruel the marines were to execute him in front of all the people watching. 
You slowly walk closer to the plattform, as you suddenly hear running steps behind you, a familiar voice panting and yelling “Yeeeaah! I found it!”
You turn around to see a young boy with black hair, a red vest and blue trousers, running towards you. With every stride, he clutches his straw hat firmly, determined to prevent the gusts of wind from whisking it away. The fire in his eyes, the excited grin - you immediately know who that is. 
“Luffy!” you shout in excitement and the straw hat stops in surprise, just two meters away from you. 
His baffled face turns into complete joy as he realizes who had called his name. 
“Y/n! You are here as well?”, now he runs towards you, leaping in your arms and you try to hold your balance and not fall on your back - this boy has grown so much, he is taller than you now and much stronger as well. You laugh in surprise and excitement to see your best friend again, a joyous laughter escapes your lips, intermingling with the bubbling excitement within. Without hesitation, you open your arms wide, enveloping him in a warm and heartfelt embrace.
As you draw him closer, a familiar scent wafts through the air, filling your senses with a comforting nostalgia. It is the fragrance of sunshine and barbecue, a delightful blend that evokes memories of carefree days and shared moments of happiness - Luffy had always loved meat more than any other food. 
“I am so glad to see you, Luffy! And look at you. You are a full grown man now! Soon to be king of the pirates!” 
“Yes!”, he interrupts the hug to look at you as well. “You are also much bigger now. Man, and you have long hair now! "That's neat!” 
You laugh. Big was probably not the best word to use for a lady, but you knew Luffy was not a poet, but a pirate.Though his intentions were consistently kind-hearted, it was evident that he possessed a certain naivety and a tendency to act impulsively. “My hair is definitely longer than the last time we met.”, you chuckle, “But Luffy, I am here to talk to you, the way how I got here is quite crazy. And most of all - you are in danger!” 
He grins from one ear to another. 
“I really want to hear your Story, Y/n. But let's just go and look at the execution platform together now. That is the thing I came for in the first place. And then let's talk!”
“But Luffy, this is urgent…!” 
He does not listen to the end of your sentence but just grabs you by the hand and drags you along, with a strength you didn't know he possessed before.
“Let's go up there!”, he laughs and doesn't let go of you, all the way until you both reach the platform. You pant and try to catch your breath, but Luffy is determined and he cannot be stopped if he wants something so badly.
“Hold on to me!”, he cheerfully exclaims and lays his arm around your waist. You suddenly blush from this intimate gesture. He grabs on to you tight, then raises his arm and you are too startled by what happens next - his arm stretches all the way up to the top of the platform, grabbing onto an iron rod under the wooden platform. You scream in shock as you are both suddenly catapulted up to the platform at dizzying speed. 
Luffy holding on to you making sure you jump together with him on the platform as you reach the top. As you ascend, the rush of adrenaline courses through your veins, heightening your senses. The moment of anticipation culminates as Luffy's feet touch the ground first, his unwavering stability serving as an anchor. He extends a steady hand, providing support as you find your footing beside him. Together, you regain balance, standing firm. Your heart is racing. 
“What was that?” you gasp in shock and fear. 
“The gum gum fruit, I am a rubber man!”, he laughs, probably highly entertained by your face. “You should have warned me… that was a very unpleasant lift.!”, you slowly regained your posture and gave Luffy a friendly shove. From here you can see over all of Loguetown, you see the people down below, gazing up at you both in fear and shock. Luffy starts laughing. “Man, this is neat! We are where the former pirate King stood!”
You realize that you are very high up and probably also at a place where normal citizen shouldnt be without permission of the marines. “Luffy, I think this was not the best idea.. now we have drawn all the attention on us!”
As you say that you suddenly hear a familiar voice, a yell from down the execution platform, covered in capes you can still see the red nose of Buggy the clown. 
“I found the straw hat. And he has my treasure!”, you can hear his anger and frustration all the way up to here. 
“Who is this?”Luffy asks, bending over, a bit too close to looking like falling down all the 5 meters down on the asphalt. “That is what I wanted to warn you about. Buggy the clown has abducted me and tries to kill you now..!”
“He did what?” Luffy turns around to you, the word “abducted” has probably somehow turned a switch inside of him. He was always very protective of the people he loved. 
“I did not abduct her!”, yells Buggy from below who can surprisingly hear your conversation very well. 
“Is that the clown guy I beat up in Orange town?” Luffy, all a bit slow, finally realizes who he was talking to. But there is no more time for more explanation - the marines have found out that you stepped on this platform and they are shouting at you to come down.
“Dammit, Luffy, what are we gonna do?” 
With the marines and Buggy waiting down there you think trying to take them on would be like suicide. “Maybe just for now we run. I want you to also meet my crew!” Luffy grins and puts his arm around your waist again. You know what will happen next, so you lay your arms around his strong neck. Buggy is almost exploding in anger down at the platform as Luffy swings with you, arm fully stretched to the other side of the plaza, holding on to a chimney on a red tiled roof. “Don't let go, Y/n! This will be a bit rough..!”, you nod and fully trust Luffy - who would not trust the future king of the pirates? 
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I was wondering, what are your thoughts on: Who might have bought Apo that green white crochet over shirt? From his IG story where he posted about it, it looks like someone else bought it for him. Since, he mentioned that it looked B***hy, and where would he wear such shirt. I have stalked fan sites and no one has mentioned that it as a fan gift. So, it must be someone from his circle! That shirt cost close to $700 US. So, who would buy him such provocative expensive shirt? Any thoughts!!
Oh friend, you sure sent me down a fashion rabbit hole for this one.
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Apparently the MTL called it "super bitch" hahaha.
So you mentioned you think it might be a gift but no one's came forward to claim it, and I want to caveat: (1) I don't know if Thai fans post as much on Twitter if their present gets used, so maybe it is a fan gift and we don't know but (2) this actually made me check Bode's stockists, and lo and behold:
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The only place in Thailand that carries Bode is actually *drumroll* The Decorum! Also known as the place that Mile and Apo have been going to get their fittings for the film festival debut. And where they got their Vogue Gala suits. 😊
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Apo posted the story on November 23, and Mile's post about doing the fitting again (right photo) was posted November 30, so it's possible there was a week between fittings.
This also had me taking a poke at Bode's instagram page. And look what I saw here 🎯👀
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Yes, it's the green shirt Apo wore to Universal Studios Singapore. They're from the same collection.
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These were both posted to Bode's instagram mid June (15 and 16) and had the text:
First delivery styles now available online and in-store. To request upcoming arrivals, please contact our New York or Los Angeles stores.
So they arrived at the stockists circa mid June. By the end of July, their instagram had noted both these were out of stock at their online store but available in their in-location stores (they obviously do not track their stockists' inventory). So the earliest Apo could have had the shirt he wore in Singapore was late June as well. No fan claimed that one either, so he likely bought it for himself (or you know. sugar baby privileges 😂)
Just a cute thing I want to note but is meaningless to Apo's choice, the collection both items were released in was named the E.A.B.A. Wedding Collection.
So to answer your question, who do I think bought it for him, I'm just going to lay out all the possibilities:
Fan bought. Unlikely. A lot of fans are pretty conservative about the clothes they buy him and Mile. I'm going to change that and get Mile a tiddy shirt.
The Decorum's owner gifted it to Apo to clear stock. Unlikely. They are friends though, which is why Apo (and now Mile) frequents his shop!
Bought on sale at The Decorum. Most probable. Some places have discounted it for end of season sale where I've seen it available online still. To be fair, "Very naughty, how do I wear it!" has the energy of a girlie who found a good deal on the clearance rack but has no idea how to style this ridiculous piece. So I still think he could've bought it himself.
Bought at The Decorum, but it was a friends and family discounted offered to Apo to move the product 🤷‍♀️
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As for whose wallet the money came out of Apo has his own money and job! But Mile's wallet seems to hurt a lot when they go shopping huh😅
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Mile: i’m broke because of him ahah
Apo: ahahaha it’s payday i wanna do shopping ahahaha
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uboat53 · 2 years
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Here's a great summary of what's in the Inflation Reduction Act which was passed by the Senate today and will likely be signed into law this week. Here's the bullet points if you're not up for reading the article (at bottom) in full:
Medicare is now permitted to negotiate drug prices, which will likely reduce their cost.
Drug companies that increases prices for Medicare faster than the rate of inflation will pay penalties.
Out of pocket drug costs for those on Medicare will be capped at $2,000 per year.
All vaccines will now be free to those on Medicare.
Enhanced Obamacare subsidies will now be extended to 2025 (previously they only lasted until 2024).
Insulin costs will now be capped at $35 a month for those on Medicare.
New electric vehicle tax credits.
Consumer tax credits for energy efficient appliances.
$60 billion for communities that have suffered from high levels of pollution.
$60 billion for domestic clean energy manufacturing.
$30 billion for wind, solar, and battery storage.
$4 billion in drought funding.
Fees on oil and gas producers that emit methane above a certain threshold.
$27 billion for investment in green projects.
A 15% minimum tax on corporations who report a profit of more than $1 billion to their shareholders.
A 1% excise tax on companies that buy back their own stock.
Additional funding for IRS tax enforcement efforts.
In the article you'll also find a list of other things that were left out if you're interested in the progressive wish list that has yet to be fulfilled. Hope this was useful!
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Greetings!
Hello I saw you had matchups open ( I don't know what 1 slot means but I'm writing anyways) and I was wondering who id match up with best (from twisted wonderland) considering I have gotten a hyper fixation on multiple people from twisted wonderland and gotten really fond of the game in general so here is some information about me that might help!
•Ok so first of i am a Huge fan of everything in the genre of fantasy (as a kid i was a huge fan of werewolf's and wizards)
•my mbti (is that how's it spelled? Oh well I tried) is INFJ
•I LOVE to cook, painting and drawing and dogs and if I find a good book I'll read too!
• I have Autism (Wich means I have a hard time making deeper connections sadly)
•if there is one think that I don't like it's people that are overly judgemental and unkind to changes or differences (that includes people)
•if I had to describe myself I would say I'm very sweet and polite, open-minded but in some situations like someone teasing I might seem cold and cruel towards that person (as much as I hate to admit it)
•OH! And before I forget I'm female standing 161cm with green eyes with golden hair ( pretty much just muddy blond I guess) and I'm from denmark
•And just for fun (and just because I want to brag) I have small feet so that means buying shoes is much easier and cheaper
•and lastly my habits are: drinking ALOT of milk, walking on my tippy toes: changing randomly accent (it's not even a danish accent) depending on my mood, and lastly... I don't know that was everything!
I hope this was enough information for you and of course I hope you have a wonderful day and have a nice.... Writing? Yeah! Have a nice writing
From a young lady named Sofia
Hi, Sofia! No worries, everything was great (I also saw the other message, you're all good).
Hmm, which of the suitors would be a good match, hmmm.
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Jack Howl
He would quickly catch on that subtle hints that dropped about him liking you didn’t work, which he understood. He just didn’t really know how to go about confessing. Most likely he would bring you that new book you were talking about earlier. His tail would be wagging like crazy, even though he’s trying to keep it under control. “Sofia? Can we… can we be more than friends? Would you like to go on a date… with me?”
Jack agrees that you’re very sweet, and likes that you’re so open-minded. He also appreciates that you’re polite, and matches that energy. He would understand why you could seem cold and ‘cruel’ when someone teases or otherwise crosses a boundary, and he doesn’t blame you. If you wanted he could take you away from those people and you could play with his ears to destress. 
He makes sure to stock up on milk whenever he’s out, and he just gives you a soft chuckle whenever he finds you drinking it. May also join you, but only having a small glass for himself.
Jack would join you in the kitchen and would try his best to be a good kitchen partner, grabbing any ingredients that you needed for that recipe you were trying out. “You’re really good at this, love. Oh, need me to reach that for you? Here you go.” He does worry sometimes about being so much taller than you, but thinks your small features are cute.
He would keep note of any sensory icks that you have, and support you. He understands that making deeper connections can be difficult, but he’s there for you. “Hey, I like spending time with you. I love spending time with you. I love you. All of you.”
Jack would love to join in for any painting and drawing sessions you have, but would also respect you if you would rather not show him, respecting any boundaries that you have. But if you did show him, his tail would be swaying back and forth, and he would be looking at you, “Beautiful.”
He thinks your accents, and walking on your tip toes, are endearing and would ruffle your hair. He would try to talk in one of those accents but just shakes his head. You're better at it anyways, he just thinks he sounds silly.
He would be a bit embarrassed that you would probably like his wolf form so much, but would let you pet him, and if you were okay with it, he would love to rest his head on your lap while you scratched at his ears. He would do this often if you told him about your love of werewolves, even though he isn’t one himself.
"You mean a lot to me, and I hope that I do to you. Thank you, for being yourself."
I hope you enjoy your match, Sofia. And likewise, I hope that you had a nice day! (I did have a nice writing, that was very sweet, thank you)
Jack would be very supportive and would be a sturdy, but comforting, shoulder to lean on. Also, whenever he sees you, even if it's just been five minutes, his tail would wag and his ears would perk up. I hope you enjoy your "good boi".
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This is a bit of a journey that's superficially about energy drinks but bear with me, I have a point. I've been thinking a lot lately about the importance of having coworkers that you like and how they can make the day bearable even when you don't like your management and you don't love your job (me, currently). The way your coworkers choose to show appreciation and respect is pretty much a form of love languages and that's so charming to me in the way that, at our cores, we're just little animals bonding with each other.
One of my coworkers comes off as very standoffish and blunt if you don't know how she shows affection for people. If she messes with you and jokingly disparages you, she likes you. She doesn't like a lot of people and isn't shy to show it and that makes her very good at her job but it's kind of disarming at first. It takes a long time for her to warm up to new people and she's just...like that. We all know that about her.
We have two vending machines which sometimes have an energy drink in them called Celsius, which she and I have been drinking every time it's in there because there's sometimes a new flavor so we battle over them and then review it. We get orange most often (consensus: okay if you're exhausted but not the favorite), sometimes kiwi guava (a decent third), sometimes mango green tea (strong second) and rarely mango passionfruit (currently tied with pineapple starfruit for the number one seed). Honorable mention to "peach vibe" which is never stocked but I brought from home for her to try when I got a twelve pack.
One vending machine is in the customer lounge between sales and service and the other is in the back break room in the shop. I went over to the customer one today and put money in before I realized it didn't have any Celsiuses in it. I got a soda instead and came back with a handful of change. She asked who I mugged, and I told her why I put $3 in to get a $1.10 soda and ended up with lots of change.
"There are some in the back vending machine but they're oranges."
"Meh I don't feel like orange. I'm fine with my soda I guess."
It got busy and we were all doing separate things but she mentioned offhand that she was gonna run across the street to the convenience store. She always buys a cotton candy Bang energy and spicy pickles because she's a freak. Okay, cool, see ya.
She's gone a bit and my other coworker and I are busy with customers so we're in our own worlds when she gets back. She whisks by me while I'm doing something else and sets a mango passionfruit Celsius on my desk without saying a word about it. I didn't ask for it and she didn't ask me if I wanted anything before she left.
The point is that sometimes love is stored in the mango passionfruit energy drink and your coworkers care about you more than you realize. Even if you feel like you aren't making an impact on people, you are. I promise you are.
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Robert Habeck, Germany’s minister for industrial policy and climate protection, has ruminated that the job of astute leaders is to unknot the contradictions of politics—the kind that can stop policymakers cold and run administrations aground. Germany’s coalition government of Social Democrats, Greens, and Free Democrats have barreled into a thicket of contradictions that illustrate just how confounding energy and climate policy—and the larger endeavor of obtaining climate neutrality—will prove as the sacrifices it demands of society grow.
Polls, for example, show that Germans are earnestly worried about the climate crisis and in favor of more climate action. The fallout of global warming is one of their most pressing concerns, indeed as it is across Europe. And yet, when it comes to modifying their lifestyles or paying higher prices to curb emissions, most say they’re not willing, or only as much as it doesn’t sting.
Habeck’s ministry is weathering this contradiction in the form of a nasty backlash against its efforts to transform Germany’s heating sector, which accounts for 15 percent of the country’s emissions and has recently become a geopolitical red-button conundrum in light of Russia’s attack on Ukraine. (Germany had previously relied on Russia for about half of its natural gas; in September 2022, Russia cut off its gas exports to Germany until Berlin lifts sanctions against Russia.)
In contrast to the electricity sector, which Germany has been decarbonizing for decades, heating is practically virgin territory—in the form of hundreds of thousands of buildings, offices, homes, and factories, too, that heat their rooms and power their furnaces with gas. Insulating the country’s building stock is treacherously slow: It happens building by building, and the likes of wood pellets, solar thermal, deep geothermal, and bioenergy are not considered sufficiently scalable.
These deficient options explain why the preferred plan is to electrify heating, primarily through the mass installation of heat pumps. An energy-efficient alternative to furnaces, heat pumps—like an air conditioner in reverse—use electricity to transfer heat from a warm space to a cool space. The most common pump is an air-source heat pump, which moves heat between a building and the outside air. By replacing gas boilers, the newest generation of heat pumps can reduce energy costs by as much as 90 percent, and cut emissions by about a quarter relative to gas and three-quarters relative to an electric fan or panel heater. As carbon prices climb higher, gas will become ever more expensive, and in the long run, heat pumps will be the less costly buy.
But the sticking point that the front guard of climate action—to which the Green politician Habeck definitely belongs—must confront is the mindset of his countrymen as the ecological modernization of their society and economy advances. The challenge is to get better at anticipating the degree of sacrifice the everyday German is willing to bear—and ready them for it, one way or another. In Germany, nearly two-thirds of households still heat with fossil fuels, and in a time of inflation and uncertainty, heat pumps are a hefty investment for households on a budget. An air-source pump—about the size of a travel trunk—will run $20,000 to $30,000, including installation, which is about twice as much as a new gas boiler.
This is why hell broke loose when the Habeck ministry’s draft law was leaked to the press (reflecting points agreed upon by all three parties in their 2021 governance treaty). It stipulated that old oil and gas heaters that break down after 2024 must be replaced with modern heating systems, namely units that rely on renewable energy for 65 percent of their energy use. This disqualifies gas and oil systems, and amounts to a de facto ban on new fossil fuel heating systems. In the draft plan, the government agreed to subsidize 30 percent of all heat pump installations.
This pronouncement jarred many people, and the government began to see before its eyes nightmare visions of the 2018 “yellow jacket”  protests in France, when working-class French people took to the streets en masse in opposition to fuel taxes. Not only Germany’s boulevard press but even the Green Party’s coalition partners turned on Habeck, thundering that this measure wasn’t in the coalition contract (though it was) and that this was far too great a burden to impose on working Germans from one day to another (which the Greens had tried to address but were stifled by their partners.) According to a poll conducted by the arch-populist Bild-Zeitung, which led the charge, 61 percent of Germans were worried about the cost impact. Somewhat fewer respondents thought the ban of gas and oil heating was wrong-headed in the first place.
In hindsight, the Greens should have known better than to so flagrantly expose their Achilles’ heel: the perception that German Greens are elitist snobs with no feeling for ordinary folk with ordinary problems. But the party came around quickly on the snafu, introducing measures to subsidize boiler replacement for low-income people by 80 percent. The size of the subsidy is staggered by income, starting from the original 30 percent for the well-off. Middle-class earners (about $65,000 a year) would qualify for a 40 percent subsidy. People older than 80 are exempt from the law, according to the Green proposal.
The takeaway from the fiasco is that political leaders must test the waters and prepare the ground for the dramatic changes that are around the corner. “One era is drawing to an end—another is beginning,” said Habeck. “Because we’ve waited so long to act, these wide-ranging changes will impose on people’s day-to-day lives.”
“Today, it is becoming increasingly clear that virtually everything must change as soon as possible: housing, driving, heating,” writes Die Zeit editor Petra Pinzler. “The energy transition is no longer something that is negotiated at distant climate conferences or in political circles in Berlin and that can be avoided. It has arrived in everyday life. Many people are now realizing that something also has to change in their own boiler room.”
Veit Bürger of the Öko-Institut think tank told Foreign Policy that the changes in store for Germany and all countries seriously involved in decarbonization will affect society’s strata unevenly. “It won’t be win-win-win,” he said. “There will be new winners in the long run, sure, but those hit in the short run, like people with lower incomes, they have to be brought along, too.”
The law still isn’t in the bag: it has to pass both houses of parliament. Perhaps by Jan. 1, 2024, when it should take effect, Germans will have warmed up to a brave, new future of electrical heating. It is, though, as Habeck intoned, a harbinger of much greater changes to come.
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Metaphysical store rant
Is anyone else kinda sick of crystals?  Like a majority of “witchcraft” stores are 97% crystals.
And it’s like, that’s cool and all, but can we please consider selling different items? Like can you sell more herbs, resins, incenses? Can you sell better candles? Like why can’t I find a store that sells just basic tapered candles in every colour? Why is it like a big thiccc triple wick candle that is scented like candy, and it’s white, but in a green jar? WHY IS EVERY CANDLE WHITE AND DUSTY?????? Why don’t you have THE BASICS for gods sake. Why do you only sell your own spell candles and not give me the opportunity to buy the basics off you so I can make my own???
Can we pleaassssssse sell more statues of all kinds of spiritual beings, not just angels???? Can we please get better books that aren’t written by people who just discovered witchcraft yesterday and now consider themselves experts??? Better journals that aren’t always Celtic inspired? More spiritual goods that aren’t centred around “white spells/good magic, lightworkers, white witch spells” etc? Where is the representation for people who work with the dark goddess energy? Underworld entities/deities, necromancy??? We’ve got to accept that darker magical workings exist and acknowledge that not everyone is following the love and light concept. 
Note: I don’t really like shopping online for witchcraft supplies, and I’m in Australia. Our access to this stuff is not that great over here. There are a few cool stores, but they are few and far between and often not very well stocked.
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