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Sometimes I think back on the time I spent working as a barista, and it seems SO STRANGE to me that “coffee shop AU” has become synonymous with narratives that are low on conflict, high on wholesome romance. During the year I spent working at a coffee shop:

Like, working on the front lines of food service was the most operatically sordid professional experience I have ever had, and one of the most surreal; and it is hilarious to me that THAT, of all jobs, is the one that has come to stand for soft-focus domestic romance in fandom circles. 

This is the Coffee Shop AU we deserve.

I’ve been seeing a lot of videos about the line 3 pipeline on my fyp but I haven’t seen that much coverage on other social sites. This tik tok explains what’s happening from one of the people who have been on the front lines in Minnesota. You can also check out the website https://www.stopline3.org/#intro to understand a little more about how serious this is. Here is a carrd from @/Ugrunna on tik tok: https://ugrunna.carrd.co/ . She is another indigenous tik toker who has been fighting to stop the full construction of line 3 which would have a irreversible impacts on our climate and environment if the construction goes through. Line 3 is set to built on top of Native land while also going through the Mississippi River. The oil that is being drilled out of the earth is Tar Sands which is also known as the dirtiest oil on earth. If you or anyone you know is in Minnesota please consider joining people in the frontlines and if you are able to please consider donating to help with bail funds for people at the frontlines who are being arrested.

Tumblr Code.

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: ”17 cocks”

always reblog tumblr identification

this post makes me want to gouge my eyes out

im laughins so hard who changed it

It’s SO obvious that some of y’all are incredibly mad that my wizard hat is bigger and supremely balanced.

okay... i can still see the folds on your wizard robe... iron it.

Now I know you ain’t talking with ya dusty ass grimoire. That bad boy is held together with scotch tape, spit, and faith. Helpful hint: you want the spines of your enemies to break, not your magical tomes.

no cause it's really cute hearing that from you when last i checked your grimoire isn't being passed down from generation to generation. i know you got it from walmart with your dollar store lookin ass staff. you can keep your hint.

I just think it’s funny you think anything that isn’t dusted and busted like your grimoire is somehow less authentic, when the reality is you a broke ass wizard who can’t get your coin up! You gotta use hand-me-downs cuz no king wants to make use of your services! Maybe you should dress like this isn’t the third century and ppl would visit your sad lil’ wizard tower. Your grimoire so old I bet that shit got spells to deal with dinosaurs. I got a spell in mine to make wifi anywhere. Oh, and I know you ain’t talking about staffs when you carry around that plywood looking ass shit. You tryna conjure forth a Home Depot employee?

you scroll-stuffing spell stealing nasty little SLUT

Nuh-uh, bitch, try again.

same energy

there’s more

SIGH

here’s another one

IT GETS WORSE WITH EVERY ADDITION

how does this get even worse

I think about once in a while...

We have another one...

Quiet everyone the USA citizens learning there's other languages and countries outside of the USA

One of the most bizarrely cool people I’ve ever met was an oral surgeon who treated me after a ridiculous accident (that’s another story), Dr. Z.

Dr. Z. was, easily, the best and most competent doctor or dentist I’ve ever encountered – and after that accident, I encountered quite a number. He came stunningly highly recommended, had an excellent record, and the most calming bedside manner I’ve ever seen.

That last wasn’t the sweet gentle caretaking sort of manner, which some nurses have but you wouldn’t expect to see in a surgeon. No; when Dr. Z. told me that one of my broken molars was too badly damaged to save, and I (being seventeen and still moderately in shock) broke down crying, he stared at me incredulously and said, in a tone of utter bemusement, “But – I am very good.”

I stopped crying on the spot. In the last twenty-four hours or so of one doctor after another, no one had said anything that reassuring to me. He clearly just knew his own competence so well that the idea of someone being scared anyway was literally incomprehensible to him. What more could I possibly ask for?

(He was right. The procedure was very extended, because the tooth that needed to be removed was in bits, but there was zero pain at any point. And, as he promised, my teeth were so close together that they shifted to fill the gap to where there genuinely is none anymore, it’s just a little easier to floss on that side.)

But Dr. Z.’s insane competence wasn’t just limited to oral surgery.

When I met Dr. Z., he, like most doctors I’ve had, asked me if I was in college, and where, and what I was studying. When I say “math,” most doctors respond with “oh, wow, good for you” or possibly “what do you want to do with that after college?”

Dr. Z. wanted to know what kind of math.

I gave him the thirty-second layman’s summary that I give people who are foolish enough to ask that. He responded with “oh, you mean–” and the correct technical terms. I confirmed that was indeed what I meant (and keep in mind, this was upper-division college math, you don’t take this unless you’re a math major). He asked cogent follow-up questions, and there ensued ten or so minutes of what I’d call “small talk” except for how it was an intensely technical mathematical discussion.

He didn’t, as far as I can tell, have any kind of formal math background. He just … knew stuff.

I was a competitive fencer at this point in time, so when he asked if I had any questions about the surgery that would be necessary, I asked him if I’d be okay to fence while I had my jaw wired shut, or if it would interfere with breathing.

“Fencing?” he said.

“Yes,” I said, “like swordfighting,” because this is another conversation I got to have a lot. (People assume they’ve misheard you, or occasionally they think you mean building fences.)

“Which weapon?”

“Uh. Foil.”

“No, it won’t be safe,” and he went off into an explanation of why.

Turns out, he was also a serious fencer – and, when I mentioned my fencing coach, an old friend of his. (I asked my fencing coach later, and, oh yes, Dr. Z., a good friend of mine, excellent fencer.) (My coach was French. Dr. Z. was Israeli. I never saw Dr. Z. around the club or anything. I have no idea how they knew each other.)

So this was weird enough that later, when I was home, I looked Dr. Z. up on Yelp. His reviews were stellar, of course, but that wasn’t the weird thing.

The weird thing was that the reviews were full of people – professionals in lots of different fields – saying the same thing: I went to Dr. Z. for oral surgery, and he asked me about what I did, and it turned out he knew all about my field and had a competent and educated discussion with me about the obscure technical details of such-and-such.

All sorts of different fields, saying this. Lawyers. Businessmen. Musicians.

As far as I can tell, it’s not that I just happened to be pursuing the two fields he had a serious amateur interest in – he just seemed to be extremely good at literally everything.

I have no explanation for this. Possibly he sold his soul to the devil.

He did a damn good job on my surgery.

#op your oral surgeon is an immortal

Some god is slumming it on Earth with maxed-out stats helping people and his dive bar of choice is oral surgery.

Gotta reblog every time I see it

Got their ass’

DEAD

The mlb fandom are definitely in a turmoil because of them haha.

Extra comic:

Kagami has come to take the girl :)

this need to be on everyone’s blog

this makes me think..

God bless whoever wrote this.

im crying

I never usually reblog things like this.. but if it saves just one persons life… please take thime to read this even if you think there is no point in living. Please.

please please PLEASE reblog this

Reblog yet again for the people that need this

reblogging for my followers

Life’s too precious. If you feel like this, please know that it gets better. And that people are always happy to lend an ear; heck drop me a message too. But never, ever think about taking your own life.

every single time I read this,i remember how i tried back then. but don’t do it.

please reblog if you’re reading this!!!

Reblog besties, This is really important.

It doesn’t end the pain, just passes it to some else. Please, get help. Your life matters. YOU matter.

Reblogging for myself

reblogging for those that follow me that may be starting to move out

It’s called copula deletion, or zero copula. Many languages and dialects, including Ancient Greek and Russian, delete the copula (the verb to be) when the context is obvious.

So an utterance like “you a bitch” in AAVE is not an example of a misused you, but an example of a sentence that deletes the copular verb (are), which is a perfectly valid thing to do in that dialect, just as deleting an /r/ after a vowel is a perfectly valid thing to do in an upper-class British dialect.

What’s more, it’s been shown that copula deletion occurs in AAVE exactly in those contexts where copula contraction occurs in so-called “Standard American English.” That is, the basic sentence “You are great” can become “You’re great” in SAE and “You great” in AAVE, but “I know who you are” cannot become “I know who you’re” in SAE, and according to reports, neither can you get “I know who you” in AAVE.

In other words, AAVE is a set of grammatical rules just as complex and systematic as SAE, and the widespread belief that it is not is nothing more than yet another manifestation of deeply internalized racism.

This is the most intellectual drag I’ve ever read.

I like to imagine that mythical races of beings that are only one gender/sex are actually either sexless or the males and females look so much alike that they find it to be too inconvenient to explain to humans.

Humans: Ah, clearly all nymphs are women.

Nymphs, who are literally plants: What

Human: So are dwarves all men?

Dwarf: What? I’m clearly a woman. Look at the way I’ve styled my hair. Hey by the way what happened to your girlfriend’s beard?

Human:

Dwarf:

Human: Okay so there was clearly a miscommunication somewhere along the line in the past century or two

Harpy: Aaahhhh! Get off my island! I’ll eat you!!!!!!

Human: Get away from me vile she-monster!

Harpy: Woah what

Human: What

Harpy: Look just get away from the nest my wife is about to lay our first egg

Human: Oh well you could’ve just said so. I’ll be going.

Harpy: Thanks bro.

Human: No problem.

Human: So what’s your gender

Cyclops: Child of Poseidon.

Human: But like what’s in your pants

Cyclops: Rage.

as a genderless person i HIGHLY APPROVE of this post

As a genderfluid person I’m glad this is reaching the intended audience.

Anon Hate IS Illegal.

Guys, I’m not kidding.

Suicide-baiting, cyberharassmemt, cyberstalking, death/rape threats, and hate speech are illegal in all 50 states as well as Australia and the UK.

Some places include school suspension or expels. Some even include jail time for multiple years.

And yes, they can find someone by username or IP alone.

Also, yes. There are methods of catching someone’s IP. Even under a VPN.

So.

Next time you get hit with anon hate?

Casually remind them you can very easily take this to the next level. And they can earn jail time while you lay back in your chair, having saved yourself and everyone else from a violent criminal.

Your online actions have real life consequences.

Make sure they learn that.

(Just in case there’s a “the police wouldn’t do that” - Yes. They absolutely would.

Or a “I can handle it.” No. That person will continue to harass others as well. And one of them may not be as strong as you. So do it for them and everyone else.

Or a “It’s not that severe.” Yes. It is. People have died because of this. It really is that severe.)

Take action. And make sure the lives of these bullies are truly wrecked.

I’ve seen anon hate time and time again in fandom communities; just recently, a beloved writer I follow was sent suicide messages despite openly talking about their struggles with mental illness. Nothing I say will convince hateful people that this isn’t right, so I’ll leave this post here instead.

I don’t have much to add that this post doesn’t already address, but I want to reiterate to any hateful anons out there that your actions have consequences. If someone you sent hate to does in fact harm themselves, or worse, you will be tried no matter your age or reasoning. You are not safe behind the thin veneer of “safety” that anon brings, because guess what? The internet isn’t truly anonymous, and everything you put on it will remain there forever. It will be traced back to you, and it will affect you later in life. Maybe you don’t understand the concept of feelings or empathy or even suffering, but know that you are talking to–and hurting–real people with real feelings.

At least have the decency of coming off anon so people know who to block. You’re not welcome in fandom spaces (or any, for that matter). Wallow in your cynicism and self-loathing by your lonesome, because I can assure you, that will be your future if you uphold that hateful attitude for the rest of your life.

PRANKING THE JJ SORCERERS !

warnings: f!reader, language, tiny bit of nsfw for sukuna and Gojo! disclaimer on the sukuna one!

notes: I loved making this so much INSAJKS hope you enjoy!!!

 erenrentree, please do not repost as your own! credit is all mine

The mlb fandom are definitely in a turmoil because of them haha.

Extra comic:

Kagami has come to take the girl :)