I wrote a fiiccccccc!!!!
it’s twissy but could be both platonic or romantic, it’s got nail polish and hand holding and metaphors!
I really hope someone out there likes it 🥺
Enjoy!! I’m honestly honoured to finally post a dw fic
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I wrote a fiiccccccc!!!!
it’s twissy but could be both platonic or romantic, it’s got nail polish and hand holding and metaphors!
I really hope someone out there likes it 🥺
Enjoy!! I’m honestly honoured to finally post a dw fic
Before the internet kittens had to call everyone individually to explain how small and cute they were. Ca. 1920 - 1935. Source.
Blank class periods do not count.
Bonus points if you put the country in the tags.
this changes everything oh my god
do you understand why it trips me out that people can drive 45 minutes and be in aNOTHER COUNTRY? I drive for 45 minutes and im like
a city over
I live in “Italy” and took a day trip to go to “Austria” and “Germany”
Chums, that’s sweet, and all, but Australia just ate Texas for breakfast.
If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you aren’t a city over, you’re just 45 minutes away from the city.
If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you may not even leave the cattle station.
If you drive for 45 minutes in Canada you may not even leave your driveway.
If I drive 45 minutes in the us I’m just at another mcdonalds
If I drive for 45 minutes in Northern Ireland I’m 10 minutes into the sea.
I can’t drive.
skyrim - rainy days in riverwood
I found marina sirtis’ original makeup tests for the next gen and had to illustrate it bc we got robbed of this hairstyle and eye makeup??
these are your best years, you’re young and full of energy”
me after lunch:
fuck indeed fuck ziprecruiter I want to be paid $1000/hr to sort skittles by color
Every sales job I’ve worked has that one item. The white whale. The biggest ticket you can sell. The sale you brag about when you’re chatting with other industry people.
When I sold mattresses it was a split king adjustable base. That’s two twin extra long mattresses next to each other to make a king, but each side can move independently. They’re insanely expensive and honestly kind’ve impractical but it was the biggest ticket thing to sell.
When I sold sex toys though our white whale was the 20lb ass. It was a female pelvis, a cut out from the waist to the tops of the thighs. It was hyper realistic material and cost about $500. I definitely had bigger tickets but not in one item typically.
In my time at the sex shop, I sold three. Each time was completely different in terms of how the guy acted about buying it. The first man was a little embarrassed and shy about it. I was professional and supportive as I rang it up. Once I handed him the receipt he looked at the box. Then he looked at me.
If you’ve ever wondered how big a box has to be to fit a 20lb ass let me just tell you: it’s pretty damn big. It’s an uncomfortably large armful of box and every side has a picture of the sex toy inside on it. It’s not subtle.
“Could I get a bag….?”
There was no bag that existed that could possibly contain all that ass. “Hang on,” I told him.
I got scissors and tape and covered the box in cut up black bags. Looking relieved he picked up his purchase and left.
The next man to buy one carried it proudly to the counter; self assured and not embarrassed in the least. When I said I didn’t have a bag, but I could wrap it for him he gave a hearty shrug and hefted it into his arms, marching out the door with the butt on full display.
The last man to get one was just kind’ve an odd guy. Not creepy, but eccentric. We got along great, and as I rang him up I said, “Well one guy wanted his taped over, and one guy carried it out. What would you prefer?”
“There’s no bags?”
“No store bags. I think our jumbo trash bags in the back might fit it….?” It seemed rude to suggest putting a $500 item into a trash bag, but he wasn’t bothered.
He considered this then said, “Bring me the trash bag.”
When I delivered it to him he still managed to surprise me. Instead of shoving the huge box into it he opened the box. He took out his new $500 sex toy, and all the little things it came with, tipping them unceremoniously into the trash bag.
“There! Now I don’t have to deal with the box later!”
I was slightly stunned but agreed that I could easily deal with the trash. Then in a move I still think about with delight he flung the trash bag over his shoulder like a Santa with a sack full of ass and sauntered out the door.
I thought this was inherent but you have to care about trans people you don’t want to fuck too
it gets really old. reading a post about humanizing trans women or including them in your communities. and the notes are all people frothing at the fucking mouth for their hypothetical goth dommie mommy girlfriends . I’m all for sexual liberation and being openly queer but it’s so inherent in our dehumanization that we are seen as grotesquely sexualized … is it really fucking necessary for you to be going “AWOOOGA!!!!” on a post about trans women deserving to be treated with humanity and not be murdered. read a fucking room
please spread this so that it can actually be funny instead of just 1 person voting
if i ever interacted with you and it was awkward just know im sorry and painfully aware that sometimes i come off like a person who is having the first conversation of their life
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